Check it out in the podcast section! The first guest talks about an encounter he had when he was a child and hunting with his father. The Sasquatch attacked and killed his dog. The second guest discusses an encounter he had with his wife while camping. The Sasquatch came up to the camper and screamed at them while their baby was crying. The final guest discusses running into a Sasquatch while he and his friend were walking home.
We will be speaking to three guests. The first guest talks about an encounter he had when he was a child and hunting with his father. The Sasquatch attack and killed his dog.
The second guest discusses an encounter he had with his wife while camping. The Sasquatch came up to the camper and screamed at them while their baby was crying.
The final guest discusses running into a Sasquatch while him and his friend were walking home.
YEAR: 2013
SEASON: Spring
MONTH: April
DATE: 10
STATE: Michigan
COUNTY: Missaukee County
NEAREST TOWN: Lake City
OBSERVED: We received a voice mail from a witness, and he stated “I live near Lake City on 66. It’s really weird because I’m having some stuff happen out here, and I was really wondering if there is somebody in my area. I’m right by Missaukee Mountain and its all forest and swamps.”
I am Investigator Kim Fleming and I am filing this report on behalf of the witness. I returned the witness’ phone call and can add:
There is ongoing activity near the home since early spring of 2013. The witness’ first encounter was while walking in an area of pines. He heard a wood knock so loud that it frightened him significantly. He actually thought he had been shot at. He also heard several whistles coming from an area of the woods where he regularly walks. Several sets of tracks have been found, large and small.
OTHER WITNESSES: One other witness has seen tracks in his yard which is right behind where the witness lives.
ENVIRONMENT: The incidents have mostly occurred in a patch of pine trees about 25 to 30 feet tall. There is only a few houses in this area and surrounding area is a mix of pine forest, hardwoods, higher elevation and swamps.
Follow-up investigation report by BFRO Investigator Kim Fleming:
I have been investigating this report since April 2013. The witness has cast several sets of prints. The most recent set included a set of possible juvenile prints at 9.5 inches. See photo of the casts:
A larger print found was measured at 14.5 inches, here is a photo of the cast:
I also found a dumping station for road kill, not two miles from this location. Note the tree break and trail close to one of the deer carcasses dumped at the location:
January 2014 –
The witness reported seeing three large, dark colored creatures he thought were either people or possible bears, at the high point of a local ski area. The reported sighting was followed up by an immediate visit with the operators of the area. When they were asked about people being at the top of the hill, the response was, “No one is up there! No one can get up there! The slope is too steep and rocky!” The witness pressed in stating that he saw three figures at the top of the hill, but was repeatedly told that he must be mistaken. When the witness walked back out to his car, the figures were gone. The witness’ girlfriend also saw the three figures. Several families, including many children were sledding the area at the time.Update Spring & Summer 2014 –
The creatures are becoming bolder, coming closer to an area where you would not expect them to be. (I am purposely being vague here to protect the site) One day after my husband and I visited the area, a huge spot was found on the ground nearby. We believe it was a urine spot due to the smell and the fact that the grass died immediately. The spot was approximately 2.5 feet in diameter and was close to the witness’ car. Another spot appeared the next day, only much smaller. I was concerned about the creatures coming so close and using urination as a sign to mark its territory. Other researchers familiar with habitation sights agreed that this was an aggressive move, but the witness does not feel frightened or intimidated. This was the time frame that the 2nd 14 inch print showed up. Shortly following my visit to the site, the witness called and stated that there was another 14 inch print type, different from the first. The witness believes there are two 14 inch print individuals, as one of them has a bend in the right foot like it was injured at one point.Following is a list of other things going on: Prints on a window, white mucus like splatter on another window, hearing low vocalizations, sightings, a hand print, several prints believed to be knuckle prints, gifts being left (see pictures), stick structures built, rocks displays changed or moved, feathers and multiple sticks being left, structures built to copy ones built by the witness, different types of moans and chatter on occasion.
22″ cast:
Source: BFRO.net
Imagine this but a hundred times louder and deeper and that is what Woody and I heard on Yacolt Mtn.
As early as November of 2012, there have been reports of strange howling noises coming from the swamps in the Umatilla Indian Reservation in eastern Oregon. The sounds have thrown the small community into a panic, as men, women and children alike are afraid to venture outdoors at night. There have been reports of dogs cowering inside as the screeching howls echo in the distance. These eerie noises have been accompanied by large, humanoid footprints as well as strange disturbances of personal property. One member of the community, who wished to remain nameless, commented to Bigfoot Finder, “It’s a scary thing. These sounds are like nothing I have heard before. They don’t sounds like any animal that I have heard, and are definitely not human.” When asked about if he thinks it could be a Bigfoot, he said, “I have never believed in Bigfoot or Sasquatch or anything like that, but after hearing this, I am not so sure anymore…”bigfootfinder.com
A school in Botswana was forced to close after pupils reported sighting a small, hairy humanoid creature. The bizarre series of events started around 12 noon when a number of students reported “a black little hairy creature which resembled a human being.” While none of the teachers saw anything, the sighting caused mass panic among the pupils. Some of the children were so convinced by what they’d witnessed that as many as 10 ended up being treated for shock at a local clinic.
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Does a furry creature known as Bigfoot lurk deep in the Kiamichi Mountains of southeast Oklahoma? Once a year people flock to the small Oklahoma town of Honobia to talk about, and hopefully catch a glimpse of, bigfoot. The town has become famous for their bigfoot lore, and host a yearly bigfoot festival.
Trucker Jerry Trilling was driving his cab through Ochopee, Florida on his way home. He admitted he drank a bit that night and probably didn’t turn on his headlights, but that was no cause of what happened.
The road is straight along the swamp and Trilling drove it many, many times. In addition, there is never anyone on the road after midnight. Or at least not when Trilling drove it before. This night though, Trilling sped along paying close attention to his speed. Suddenly, he heard a ‘thurnk’ as he felt his cab hit something in the road.
Trilling slammed on the breaks thinking the worst. When he jumped out of the cab, he saw a man down on all fours about fifty feet behind him. Trilling called out to the man, who turned to look at him. It was then that Trilling realized that it was no man he had hit with his truck.
The creature’s face was more ape than man, and it was covered in fur. As it rose to its full height, Trilling was astounded to see it was well over ten feet tall. Trilling slowly backed toward his cab, keeping an eye on the monster in the road.
Just as Trilling climbed back into his cab, the Bigfoot bent over and let out a horrible scream, like a woman’s only higher and more agonized. Trilling jumped into the cab and slammed the door. He peeled out and saw that the Bigfoot chased him for about a quarter mile before suddenly disappearing.
Trilling told his trucker buddies about his encounter. Many of them were well acquainted with that creature having had similar encounters themselves along that same stretch of road.
While out scouting deer, a Connecticut hunter claims to have spotted a bigfoot creature observing him from a nearby hillside. Others in the area report strange activity as well. Bigfoot researcher Chris Billingsgate investigated the report.
“It must have seen me come up over the hill and I remember that was the thing that actually scared me the most… it was having something looking right at me, there is no question that it knew I was there. And I froze and it was not moving, so for a moment I was questioning what I was seeing but there was a certain authenticity about it that had me scared and it didn’t look like a suit or like, you know, staffed animal or something like that,” said the eyewitness.
The creature, he added, confirmed his fears when “it just turned and walked into the woods”, disappearing “rather quickly”. He then proceeded to head back to his cabin, located “one quarter of a mile from the actual sighting”.
“I didn’t go into the woods after the creature I just went back to the house. That afternoon I did go back up later with my brother to investigate a little bit further. The salt block, which typically takes a couple of weeks for a deer to lick down, was gone, and we had put it there the night before.”
Source: Cryptozoologynews.com
Tonight we speak to several witnesses who share their encounters. We will be speaking to a railroad worker who had a strange encounter while working in a remote location. We may take a few calls tonight as well to let our listeners share their encounters. We will also be speaking to a gentleman who was in a graveyard with gang members and ran across one of these creatures for a night he will always remember.
Most Bigfoot believers assume Sasquatch is some sort of hominid. After all, he supposedly walks around on two legs, has primate-like arms, and even possesses a humanish face. Of course, there’s always the possibility he’s actually an extinct ground sloth that evolved to look like an ape. According to one far-out theory, Bigfoot might actually be a member of the superorder Xenartha, which would make him related to anteaters and armadillos.
This theory may not be based on evidence, but it is based on lack of evidence. For example, sloths have internal testicles. Uncanny, eh? Similarly, sloths digest food slowly. It might take anywhere from one to three weeks for food to pass through a sloth’s guts. Perhaps that’s why we’ve never found the remains of a Bigfoot meal: Since he has a sloth gut, Bigfoot can go weeks without food.
When Europeans came to the New World, they brought along all their viruses. Some researchers believe over 20 million Native Americans lost their lives to foreign diseases, and according to one theory, the same thing might have happened to Bigfoot.
The story goes that Bigfoot and all his hairy friends were having a grand old time in North America until the humans showed up and crashed the party. These short, smooth invaders brought along a bunch of new sicknesses, and the Sasquatch immune system just couldn’t cope. In addition to the viruses, humans were also packing weapons and kicked the Bigfoot people out of their territory, forcing them to retreat deep into the woods.
Evidently, Bigfoot are a lot smarter than they look. They figured out humans were bad news and decided to stay hidden. Over the years, Bigfoot elders taught their youngsters that the “Devil People” were monsters and not to be trusted. That’s the reason Bigfoot doesn’t come out of hiding and join humanity or try trading with us. They learned their lesson long ago, so they’ll just stay undiscovered, thank you very much.
Bigfoot and the Predator actually have a lot in common. They’re big, bipedal, and don’t exist in real life. They also both have cloaking abilities that allow them to disappear whenever people show up in the woods. Well, that’s what some of the nuttier folks in the Bigfoot community claim anyway, and it’s an easy explanation as to why it’s so hard to find this oversize monkey.
Some posit Bigfoot can vibrate his body at such high speeds that it distorts the light around him, causing him to appear invisible. Others claim his translucent hair reflects light like a mirror. Coupled with dark skin, these reflective hairs blend Bigfoot into the scenery like a special-ops sniper.
As proof, the cloaking crowd offers quite a few photographs—of nothing. That’s the whole point, after all. He’s invisible. If you look hard enough at these pictures, you can supposedly see Bigfoot’s outline, similar to how the Predator appears in the 1987 action film. Of course, the real culprit here is a lot of wishful thinking and a heaping dose of pareidolia.
We all know the story of how old brother Cain struck the blow that laid his brother Abel low. And we’ve all heard how God set a mark on Cain and cursed him to wander upon the Earth. But what happened to Adam and Eve’s son after that fateful day? According to the poem “Beowulf,” Cain gave birth to some rather ugly kids like Grendel and his dear old ma. And a few folks think Cain’s descendants roam the forests of North America today. Condemned to live apart from the rest of society, they grew long hair and morphed into terrible beasts.
There is also the tale of Apostle David W. Patten. According to the legend, it was a fine day in 1835, and Patten was riding down a Tennessee road when a tall, shaggy man stepped out of the woods. As the tale goes, Patten believed the creature was Cain himself, and they spent the next few hours chatting about spiritual matters. Fast-forward a bit to the 1980s, and some LDS members started suspecting the figure was in fact the modern-day Sasquatch.
If you’re not partial to the “Cain Theory,” there are several other Biblical options you can choose from. Some say Bigfoot is related to Esau, Jacob’s older, hairier brother. There’s also the “Nephilim Theory.” Fallen angels and human women having children together.
No one can catch Bigfoot because he’s psychic, according to Linda Jo Martin. A self-proclaimed telepath, Martin believes Bigfoot picks up on the vibes of people traipsing through the woods. If it senses a cameraman or scientist coming its way, the Bigfoot disappears, leaving the glory hounds behind. That’s why Martin thinks it’s a good idea to bring a psychic along on a Bigfoot expedition. With the help of a little ESP, researchers could tell the Bigfoot they mean it no harm and even ask it to hang out for a little while. Of course, Martin warns that most of the time Bigfoot will probably say no.
Martin isn’t the only one who makes these claims. Writing for The Huffington Post, Connie Willies tells of the time she woke up during a camping trip and sensed two Sasquatches outside her tent. “This is what you came to see,” one of them said inside her brain, but Connie was too terrified to unzip the tent (or perhaps too unconscious to wake up). After deciding she didn’t want to see them, the Bigfoot disappeared without a trace.
Bigfoot is really good at vanishing, especially if Kewaunee Lapseritis is to be believed. The author of Psychic Sasquatch, Lapseritis says Bigfoot can slip in and out of various dimensions. Whenever it needs to escape, it just parts through the curtains of our universe and steps into the next. Lasperitis also claims to know Bigfoot’s true purpose on Earth. As it turns out, the big guy is actually a protector of the environment and uses its telepathic power to let people know they’re destroying the planet.
We’re talking the sort that turns into stone in the sunlight and does battle with Jim Varney on Halloween.
Obviously, to accept this theory, you’ve got to believe trolls exist outside of Scandinavian folklore. Once you’ve cleared that minor hurdle, you can turn to the mountains of evidence. First, according to the theory, trolls are 90 percent mental and 10 percent physical, meaning they mostly exist in our imagination. In reality, a troll is more of a “vibration” than an actual being. In fact, it exists partly in our world and partly in another. And since trolls aren’t totally physically here on Earth, they show up quite blurry in Bigfoot photos.
Still not convinced? Well, consider that scientists have never found Bigfoot hair or DNA. Since trolls exist on a different plane, any physical evidence magically vanishes. If you were to find any concrete proof of Bigfoot’s existence, it’d turn into a stone or piece of straw the very next day. Finally, the most compelling piece of evidence is that Bigfoot tracks often disappear into thin air. You could be following a perfectly normal set of Sasquatch prints when, suddenly, they just vanish. That’s because trolls can appear and disappear at whim.
Anyone familiar with Bigfoot has probably heard the “Sasquatch Is an Alien” theory. People like Dr. Franklin Ruehl point to stories dating back to 1888 in their attempt to prove Bigfoot is an extraterrestrial who occasionally visits Earth in his UFO. However, some believers take this otherworldly theory even further, claiming Bigfoot is actually an alien servant, doing E.T.’s bidding on Earth.
One of these folks is named Lyle Vann. Quite the colorful character, Mr. Vann has claimed to have seen Bigfoot on at least 31 occasions, and that’s not counting all the times he’s met their outer space overlords. According to Vann, aliens need gold and other precious metals to power their spacecraft. However, Martians are sadly lacking in the muscle department. Since it’s difficult for them to haul all that gold, they have Bigfoot do the heavy lifting instead.
However, there are those who make Mr. Vann sound like Neil deGrasse Tyson. The enigmatic Jesse Denson is one of those fellows. Denson believes Bigfoot is a robot developed by several alien nations over the past several million years. Whenever they visit Earth, aliens slip into their Bigfoot ATVs and start meandering through the forests, controlling their suits manually or through brain power. These suits allow aliens to spy on humans, but they’re also pleasure vehicles, allowing E.T. to unwind from the galactic grind and run around in the forest dressed like a monkey.
Look in the mirror. Now imagine a Bigfoot. Notice a resemblance? Sure, but Sasquatch’s forehead is probably a bit bigger than yours, and there’s something strange about those eyes. Now look at a picture of a lemur. Suddenly, everything clicks into place. Bigfoot is definitely a human-lemur crossbreed.
While most of us were unaware of Bigfoot’s heritage, Texas veterinarian Melba Ketchum has known of the creature’s crazy origins for some time. With the help of enthusiasts around the country, Ketchum collected a wide variety of hair, blood, spit and skin. Of course, nobody actually saw where these hair and toenails came from, but when it doubt, blame it on Bigfoot.
After gathering enough evidence, Ketchum ran a DNA analysis on her samples. Much to her surprise, she discovered the mitochondrial DNA was human, but the nuclear DNA belonged to an unknown hominid. Ketchum theorized that around 15,000 years ago, a now-extinct giant lemur mated with a female human. The result was Bigfoot. Ketchum’s idea didn’t go over too well with the scientific community. As the human DNA in her samples undoubtedly came from actual humans, her study was rejected by every single legitimate science journal. However, it did pop up in a publication called DeNovo—a journal created expressly for her study.
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Although not an ‘official’ Vile Vortex, the inland Bridgewater Triangle is likely one of the world’s most concentrated areas of diverse paranormal reports.
Located just 30 miles south of Boston, this 200-mile square area has the Massachusetts towns of Abington, Freetown and Rehoboth at its angles. The town of Bridgewater is located nearly dead center within the triangle and the area also encompasses six other Massachusetts towns: Raynham, Taunton, Brockton, Mansfield, Norton and Easton.
The Hockomock Swamp, a 5000+ acre area lies within the western section of Bridgewater Triangle and is the hub of many paranormal reports. Also the site of an 8,000-year-old Native American burial ground, when archaeologists opened the graves of Grassy Island, the red ochre within the tombs bubbled and then mysteriously disappeared. Photographs taken of the excavation would not develop.
The swamp remains shrouded in superstition. Called, “the place where spirits dwell” by the Wampanoag Tribe of the Native American Algonquian nation, the Wampanoag avoided the Hockomock Swamp and the area remains a place filled with foreboding.
Cryptozoological sightings are numerous and varied in the Bridgewater Triangle. In 1970, reports of a big-foot like, 7-foot tall hairy monster and its footprints instigated both the Bridgewater and Massachusetts State Police canine unit to conduct a search for a bear. However, neither man nor bear was ever found.
In 1978, paranormal researcher Joseph M. DeAndrade claims to have observed another such creature as it slowly walked into the brush of the Hockomock Swamp, about 200 yards from his location. He chronicled his sighting in his 1997 book, Passing Strange: True Tales of New England Hauntings and Horrors.
2009 was a hot year the Bridgewater Triangle for Bigfoot sightings in the vicinity of Freetown, the town that serves as the western angle of the delineated map of this bizarre area. The most interesting of these accounts happened on July 14th of that year, when a young man and his girlfriend spotted a “large brown hair-covered “man” standing up from a crouched position on the side of a two lane highway.”
“My girlfriend and I were riding in my Jeep on Route 140 from New Bedford to Freetown tonight and at about 11:00 my girlfriend saw this large brown hair covered “man” standing up from a crouched position on the side of the two lane highway. She lets out a scream prompting me to look at the creature standing there. He made fluid movements like a man and had an almost ape-like quality. We couldn’t see his face but upon returning to the area we saw the “man” there was nothing. After calling 911 and telling them that someone was running in the median of the highway they told us that they had similar reports of what we saw on the stretch of highway between exit 7 (Braley Rd.) and exit 8 (Chase Rd.) They then told me that they were sending state troopers to investigate.”
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Interesting article from 1935
It was a usual day, I decided tо cycle in the forest and to record my walk on the Gopro. To my great surprise, I met a bear. Thanks God, I left alive due to the shots that thundered not far from that location!
Not Sasquatch related but very interesting to watch –
The local Native Americans (the Abenaki) called Bigfoot, Pomoola, long before the white man came to mid-Maine. It is often described as a “large, manlike creature with red fur.”
Summer/Autumn 2013: My brother lives in Medway, Maine and spends a great deal of time in the north Mainewoods. Hunting, fishing and working; he spends a majority of his time in the broad wilderness area around MountKatahdin. He was driving along the Grant Brook Road and saw this… Bigfoot or Pomoola or Sasquatch or… Whatever it is. Unfortunately, he didn’t have his camera so this was only taken with his phone.
He said, “It ran off” I’m sure it wasn’t a stump but, not exactly sure what it was. All I know is it looked like bigfoot to me.”
“The first sightings of the 1800’s that were reported and documented in the State of Maine occurred in and around the Mt. Katahdin area, what is now Piscataquis County, Maine and is located north-northwest nearby communities of Millinocket and Moosehead Lake region. The famous Appalachian Trail ends in beautiful Baxter Park at the highest elevation of just over 5200 ft., atop of Mount Katahdin.
The source of these reports came from a book titled “Camping Out” The book was published in 1873 and was authored by C.A. Stevens, published by The John C. Winston Company of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
There are at least 6 stories of encounters with large man-like creatures, which the Indians called “Pomoola.” It was also known as “Injun Devil.”The book mentions the death of a trapper years before. He had been ripped apart and at the time it was thought to be a mountain lion. Who knows? The point that got the Julian’s attention was the fact that the body had been beaten against a tree trunk. Chris Julian went on to say, “I have heard mention that the book was fiction. I am not sure I agree considering the detail and the year it was written. I have checked many facts and to me these are factual accounts. The following is a close-up from the still above.
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The beautiful, ancient Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina, part of the great Appalachian chain, are rich with folk culture, traditional American music and mysterious lore. They may also be home to a species of unclassified ape that may be one of the North American creatures that has collectively been called Bigfoot or Sasquatch. Jimmy Lee, native to the area, heard the stories about this giant ape-man, but never thought he’d meet it – face to face. Yet he did. This is Jimmy Lee’s story…
When I was growing up in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina, in a far-off little town that isn’t even big enough to make it on map, we had a legend about some kind of a mountain prowler called the scalawag – a “man” not unlike the Yeti or Bigfoot that would skulk around people’s orchards at night or tear things up. I am one of the very few to have such an experience with this creature.
I was about twelve at the time and I was staying at my uncle’s place with my cousins Leanne and Jordan. My Uncle Bill is what you might refer to as a distiller, not exactly legal, but safe enough in what he was doing to be not so illegal. Alongside his whiskey and moonshine he used to make an apple mash cider, hard stuff called applejack that would knock your boots clean off.
THE FOOTPRINTS
Behind the old country house – and it wascountry – he had a wooded field that led off through a clearing to his apple groves down a hill where he had twenty or so nice big apple trees.
The morning in question while I was staying over, he came in the house and told everyone at the breakfast table that he found huge scalawag (Bigfoot or something) footprints out by the trees. Jordy and I had to go see this. We went out back after breakfast and looked around as Uncle Bill came out, and sure enough in the mud were big man-like footprints.
My Uncle Bill had brought out his Polaroid camera (no digital in those days) and started snapping shots of them. He wanted to get plaster and fill them in making casts, which I think he still has somewhere. He had always heard these legends, but assumed they were bunk.
Jordy and I wondered if we could prove him wrong. We hatched a weird plan to pitch tent out there and see if we could catch the creature.
THE CAMP OUT
Around eight o’clock that night, we had our pup tents set up and had brought along our flashlights, lanterns and whatever else we were going to use.
We were having fun, thoughts of Bigfoot or not, from what I recall. At around eleven or so, as our small campfire began to retire, we finally started to dose off within our tent to the sound of crickets chirping in the summer night.
After about thirty minutes, I heard a weird, teethy whistling. As I took notice, I jabbed Jordan awake. He sat up, and together we heard the cracking of sticks out there in the dark. Someone was walking out there. Could be a deer, maybe, but I doubted it as it came in closer.
I had the flashlight ready as I opened the flap of the tent and looked out. I turned the flashlight with a fumble of my hands as I began to search the surrounding groves, shining the light up on the trees as far as the beam would go out there. I looked back at Jordy, now getting a bit frightened. He was eager to know what I was seeing out there as he could hardly bear himself to look.
THE CREATURE
Suddenly, there was a powerful smell of sewage or something like pungent animal crap as then another set of twigs snapped. My flashlight beamed over to under a tree and there was – and this is no lie – a huge, ape-like mammal crouched down on its big, nasty, hairy legs eating the windfall apples off the ground. It didn’t even seem to take notice of us. “Let’s get out of here, nice and slow,” I said to Jordy.
This thing had red-orangey, sparse, dirty-looking hair all down its thick, oversized back. I told Jordy, “Stay quiet and don’t say a word… or we are dead.”
The creature was munching at the apples grotesquely in his big scooping hands. Then his beady black eyes shot to me fast. Its face was so ugly I can barely put words to it. It had a mashed-in, flat nose, a mouth that was nothing more than a grimacing, thin, crooked crag, human-like ears under its orangey hair and a pointed, hairy head with blank ape-like eyes with sort of a heavy brow ridge above them. It had no hair on its face at all; it was just like thick, orangey, dirty skin with a hint of brown.
Its big, orangey, furry, weird arm quickly came up to block the light from its eyes as then he let out this loud, fowl cry – a wailing, gritting howl. It waved its big arms and mitt-like hands at the light as if to snap it away from his eyes. Jordy and I both shuddered and quaked to the point of near crying as even my flashlight trembled around. The animal quickly lunged around the bottom of the tree and stood up all the way on its two legs and ran – not walked – ran as the mere inhuman size of his weighty body was enough to make any man die in fear at the sight of him. I’m talking probably over 900 pounds of hulking ape-man-thing-who-knows-what.
The monster ran off into the woods in a way that you could only see in a nature film or a primate exhibit at a zoo, but it ran upright like a man and was fast at whatever it was doing.
THE ESCAPE
Jordy was behind me and saw only a little of the thing. I told him that on the count of three, forget the crap at camp, on the count of three with our flashlights only, we make a break for it.
On three we were out of the tent at top speed, bolting and panting and running for dear life in the near dark to the jiggle of our flashlights ahead of us toward the house, scared to the nines that this thing was going to be right on our tails.
I looked up to the house as we came running up through the clearing. I could see a light was on in there as we booked up fast. We bolted to the house, running up the steps lightspeed and getting in the house fast.
I went in, seeing Uncle Bill, as Jordy sped in. We slammed the door behind us and locked it fast. We checked out the windows, scared bad.
Jordy screamed for his dad to get the guns as I tried my best to explain what I saw. Uncle Bill was in no mood to go chase down what I saw out there. I told him everything about what it looked like. All he had were a couple of .22s for deer hunting. This thing required a ten-gauge at least to bring it down. I told him this sucker was big.
THE HOWL
Uncle Bill got the gun anyway, loaded it up and went outside onto the back porch. We all went out there, Jordy and I close behind Uncle Bill with the rifle pointing outward as his flashlight whipped around checking things.
There was a raucous sound, like a wild man, and it was loud! Loud enough to carry an echo through the woods. Uncle Bill just let out a string of his fanciest expletives and went back inside fast, not even daring to step foot out there that night.
By this time, Jordy was going off: “We gotta kill it! We gotta kill it!” Uncle Bill had his gun in his arms, battening down the windows and closing curtains. He turned the porch lights on, from what I can recall, and just sat there a good part of the night, just from hearing that one sound, with the .22 by his chair, in fear.
THE EVIDENCE
The next morning, we went out at the crack of dawn. There they were: huge footprints with huge toes in the mud, lots of them. To our shock, there was also some kind of large animal dung mound. I might have caught him while he was doing his thing (gross as that sounds). There were wet, sloppy chunks of windfallen rotten apples that I guess were bits he dropped or mashed.
The whole day, we were all telling everybody. My aunt was out there looking and couldn’t make any sense of it. Jordy and I were looking out to see where he came from in the woods and we couldn’t quite figure it out.
To this day, occasionally, not often though, they do still hear the sounds out there by his place at night. A whistling or horrible howling. And damned if he goes out to investigate it. That thing is a true-to-life monster of the woods, whatever the local folklore want to call it.
Sasquatch is real. That’s what I call it, and I saw this thing first-hand.
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I had an experience the other night that is leaving me feeling a little crazy and confused. I however know I saw something and heard things I cant explain. After seeing markings on my SUV and reading online I have decided to share the experience with you. Maybe this will confirm my theory and help me feel like I am not insane.
Let me tell you about myself first. I’m 29 going to be 30 this month. I have 3 kids and I’m married to a wonderful down to earth woman. I’m originally from San Diego and moved to the Dayton area about 6 months ago so my wife could be closer to family and we could escape the rat race. I took a job as a mechanic for a mining company in the Elko area. I commute to Crescent Valley on my weeks on and come home on my weekends till we find a house closer to my work. Anyway I make this 4 hour drive about 6 times a month.
About 3 months ago I ran into a rash of car trouble in that area. So far I have had a tire shred on my truck that almost put me on its lid, a radiator blow apart on the same truck, a truck I borrowed lost an alternator there. Then this last time. I left Crescent Valley about 8 pm. I was talking to my wife on the phone when i ran out of gas. I usually make it to nearest gas station. I tried to get help for a few hours to no avail. Police said, “Tough.” and the local tow company would tow me but not bring me a gallon of gas to get into town and people stopping to see whats going on apparently isn’t allowed. They just get over and speed up.
Eventually a NHP officer pulled up and offered me a ride to the gas station, but then he had to leave while we were there so I had to walk back with my gallon of gas. Took about an hour and a half because I was cold due to not having proper attire. I put the gas in and tried to start the SUV. Now I’ve got a DEAD BATTERY. Again no help from law enforcement and the on-call tow operator was TOO LAZY TO GET OUT OF BED AND HELP.
Long story, ended up with my wife and myself just being hung up on. So I figured I’ll have to wait till I get a friend to wake up and come help. I tried to warm up best I could. No jackets, just 2 light blankets in the car and a balaclava from work. Did I mention my drivers window was stuck down? It was now low teens as far as temp. I’m laying in the drivers seat, when I feel the car rock side to side. Nothing had driven by and there were no cars for miles. I sit up and look around. Not a damn thing anywhere. Just dark and cold as hell. I light a cigarette and look around outside. I was just out there trying to flag down cars not 20 minutes before, and I saw nothing around.
No one had driven by in a while so I laid back down. I cruised my phone for a few and felt tired. Its 2:20 am. I’LL NEVER FORGET THAT TIME. I was on my side facing the passenger side. After I focused on the window, passed the glow of my phone, I saw a face in the window. Wasn’t human. Wasn’t a dog. Not anything I’ve ever seen. I could see the glow from the phone on it. I blinked, and it was gone. Shook my head and thought I was hallucinating because I was bordering on hypothermia. About 20 minutes later I wake up not knowing I was asleep and I lying flat. Over the hood, I see a figure. Same face I saw earlier, just darker. Then it was gone.
Wow! “I’m losing it.” I start thinking to myself. I feel very tired at this point, so I lay down again. Facing the drivers door I close my eyes. A few minutes later I have the feeling of a presence and open my eyes. There’s a figure at the open window just inches from my face! I don’t move, but look up and see it is above the car. This is a GMC Envoy SUV. I’m 6’4″ and barely can see over the top. I move, and it slips back behind the door so I cant see. Holy sh*t! I wasn’t hallucinating now. I saw something. I sat up and looked around. Stuck my head out the window. There was nothing there. Wow!
So I light a cigarette and sit up towards the steering wheel. Its so cold, I don’t even know what to compare it to. Still no help either by the way. A few trucks go by. I try too see anything in the headlights. Nothing. Looking at the center divide which is a ditch about 20 yards across., I see a dark mass that moved a little bit. I figured it a deer, or a bush. There are no bushes here though, so it’s not likely I see the only one and swear it just showed up. After seeing that I’m sitting looking out the windshield smoking and I hear a low gurgle talking sound. Never heard anything like it in my life. Almost like the predator was speaking gibberish while gargling. I look. There’s nothing there, and it came from the center divide. THAT WAS NOT EVEN QUESTIONABLE AS A FIGMENT OF THE IMAGINATION. I heard it. Few seconds later I hear it again but its louder and right at the front of the car. I dip my head out the window, and look but again, nothing was there.
Somewhere, I fell asleep again and was awoken by another NHP at 6:32 am who thought I was frozen to death. He helped me get going to fuel up and get home. Everything is fine and I get home OK.
Feeling a little weird from the cold experience but I’m still kicking. Now I can’t get what I saw out of my head. Can’t get what I heard out of my head.
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About 12:20 a.m. Feb. 4 1980, Ronald Smith was arriving home from work. He got out of his truck and walked back to his pasture on South Weber Road and heard something out in the field. What he heard and later saw, he now believes is Bigfoot. “I was going back to feed the horse and he wouldn’t come to the fence. I started out there to feed him and I heard, crunch, crunch, it was something walking on two legs through the snow. Since only the horse is out there, I thought it might have been some kids getting into something”, Smith said. “I looked out there, it was moonlit, and I saw this dark figure walking across the pasture. I thought it was a high school kid trying to get away before I saw him. I didn’t think of how big it was.”
Smith continued, “I saw it walk into some trees. The horse wasn’t scared, but it was acting a little funny and looking over that way. Then I heard the screams. They were unlike anything I’ve ever heard. They sounded like a cougar, but only with a lot of volume. They were just different. I got out of there and into the house”, Smith said.
“My wife was telling me to get a gun or a camera, but it only lasted seconds. It screamed four times when I was outside and three more times after I got inside. I told my wife, ‘I think it’s Bigfoot out there’ and I was sort of kidding, but those screams were unbelievable.”
Smith said if the beast hadn’t screamed, he would have passed off the figure in the moonlight as a “kid in the pasture.” Smith went into the field the next day to look for tracks and said he found marks about six feet apart that looked like it was something with toes, but that the horse had trampled the tracks throughout the night. He also said he thought his horse was “acting funny” for several days and he feels that could have been an indication that the Bigfoot was around [sic] for some time.
Source: Ogden Standard Examiner
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