Feb 24

SC EP:930 The Creature At My Uncles Cabin

Kevin writes “To give a little more detail I had went up to my uncles log cabin on North Pond in Woodstock ME. We were up there using his place to go snowboarding at Sunday River Ski Resort about 20-25 minute car ride away.

My uncles place is on a dirt backroad and situated about 100 yards up from the pond. It was snowing for most of the weekend and the first night there we had lit off some fireworks out front of the house and towards the end of one of the fire works we heard a loud scream like noise.

We paused before continuing and looked around like what the hell was that but decided it must have just been a weird sounding firework. As soon as the next one went off we heard a much deeper and guttural roar that lasted about the length of the last four shots of an XL Roman candle. Now right across from the driveway which is perpendicular to the road my uncle lives on is a large cliff like slope that runs up about 35 feet almost straight up. At the top there are more trees and this was the direction it had came from and the direction we were shooting toward.

Next thing ya know and enormous log from a birch tree comes hurling down over our heads and into the driveway followed by another roar. It wasn’t more than 5 seconds before we were back inside doors locked and freaking out. We had been drinking some and we were arguing over whether it was noise from the fireworks, from a bear, whether the weight of snow snapped a tree limb. I mean we were thinking of everything. The rest of the night we wouldn’t even look outside but that was it nothing else. Fast forward to the next day we woke up at first light and went snowboarding all day. We returned around 4 pm and went inside to shower up and go back to the mountain to watch the patriots afc championship game at one of the mountain lodge bars. When we walked outside to leave, behind my friends jeep was the same log thrown at us the previous night, laid perfectly straight across the driveway behind the jeep!

At this point we all thought one of the others were messing with us while getting ready but no one owned up to it. We moved the log and drove to the mountain. After watching the game we drove back to my uncles. Upon arriving me and my friend who also smoked stayed outside to have a cigarette before going in. While out front on the stairs we heard what we thought were footsteps, like crunching snow and then the flood lights over the garage would set off and it would stop abruptly. We couldn’t see anything although these lights were pretty strong. It was a very eerie feeling being out front and uneasy for us both. We finished and went inside.

Now my uncles cabin was custom built, a beautiful home and custom picked out wood that was shipped out and hand picked from a catalog where they literally let you choose pre designed or custom features then come to your land and build it for you. After about ten years my uncle started spending more time up there so he built a two story garage to the right of the house and expanded the driveway. Now the lower level held his snowmobiles and a snow blower, lawn mower, etc. upstairs was a fully furnished game room with a bar a bathroom, wood stove, a futon, dart board, and a tournament style pool table.

This is where we spent most time just hanging out up there. We would drink play pool watch tv and then one person had a bed to sleep in up there. To get to the garage he also built a breezeway that connected the main cabin to the garage. It was like a hallway/mud room. On both sides were large pane windows so on one side you can see the lake through the trees on one side down hill a bit and the front driveway on the other.

We had sent my friend to the main cabin to get more beers at one point in the night and he said when walking back to the garage the moonlight was shining off the ice from the lake and reflecting through the trees. That’s when he said he saw it. At first he thought it was just another tree because it was back lit but it then put an arm which he thought was a branch down by its side. With an armful of beers he scrambled to open the door to the stairs for the game room, dropping and breaking multiple bottles and came up white as a ghost. Me being pissed off he was trashing my uncles place starts to yell at him and he just sat down silent staring blankly off into space. While asking what the hell was going on it was like he snapped out of it and as fast as he could pulled the blinds down on the back windows while almost closing his eyes as if scared to look outside.

We got his story and it was hard to believe at first and being 25 at the time we were of course breaking his chops. But then for the remainder of the night it sounded as if someone or something was circling the house. We didn’t hear this until we went to bed and the radio, tv etc were all turned off. We heard some other weird noises almost like a train whistle but there were no trains I knew of in that area. We had 2 or 3 days left in the weekend to go and the next morning we packed up, shut off the water to the house and rented a hotel room at the snow cap inn at Sunday river.

I had no clue what to think of all this for years until hearing some of your shows and it makes me wonder what else you might’ve heard from this area or what you might think it is.”“To give a little more detail I had went up to my uncles log cabin on North Pond in Woodstock ME. We were up there using his place to go snowboarding at Sunday River Ski Resort about 20-25 minute car ride away.

My uncles place is on a dirt backroad and situated about 100 yards up from the pond. It was snowing for most of the weekend and the first night there we had lit off some fireworks out front of the house and towards the end of one of the fire works we heard a loud scream like noise.

We paused before continuing and looked around like what the hell was that but decided it must have just been a weird sounding firework. As soon as the next one went off we heard a much deeper and guttural roar that lasted about the length of the last four shots of an XL Roman candle. Now right across from the driveway which is perpendicular to the road my uncle lives on is a large cliff like slope that runs up about 35 feet almost straight up. At the top there are more trees and this was the direction it had came from and the direction we were shooting toward.

Next thing ya know and enormous log from a birch tree comes hurling down over our heads and into the driveway followed by another roar. It wasn’t more than 5 seconds before we were back inside doors locked and freaking out. We had been drinking some and we were arguing over whether it was noise from the fireworks, from a bear, whether the weight of snow snapped a tree limb. I mean we were thinking of everything. The rest of the night we wouldn’t even look outside but that was it nothing else. Fast forward to the next day we woke up at first light and went snowboarding all day. We returned around 4 pm and went inside to shower up and go back to the mountain to watch the patriots afc championship game at one of the mountain lodge bars. When we walked outside to leave, behind my friends jeep was the same log thrown at us the previous night, laid perfectly straight across the driveway behind the jeep!

At this point we all thought one of the others were messing with us while getting ready but no one owned up to it. We moved the log and drove to the mountain. After watching the game we drove back to my uncles. Upon arriving me and my friend who also smoked stayed outside to have a cigarette before going in. While out front on the stairs we heard what we thought were footsteps, like crunching snow and then the flood lights over the garage would set off and it would stop abruptly. We couldn’t see anything although these lights were pretty strong. It was a very eerie feeling being out front and uneasy for us both. We finished and went inside.

Now my uncles cabin was custom built, a beautiful home and custom picked out wood that was shipped out and hand picked from a catalog where they literally let you choose pre designed or custom features then come to your land and build it for you. After about ten years my uncle started spending more time up there so he built a two story garage to the right of the house and expanded the driveway. Now the lower level held his snowmobiles and a snow blower, lawn mower, etc. upstairs was a fully furnished game room with a bar a bathroom, wood stove, a futon, dart board, and a tournament style pool table.

This is where we spent most time just hanging out up there. We would drink play pool watch tv and then one person had a bed to sleep in up there. To get to the garage he also built a breezeway that connected the main cabin to the garage. It was like a hallway/mud room. On both sides were large pane windows so on one side you can see the lake through the trees on one side down hill a bit and the front driveway on the other.

We had sent my friend to the main cabin to get more beers at one point in the night and he said when walking back to the garage the moonlight was shining off the ice from the lake and reflecting through the trees. That’s when he said he saw it. At first he thought it was just another tree because it was back lit but it then put an arm which he thought was a branch down by its side. With an armful of beers he scrambled to open the door to the stairs for the game room, dropping and breaking multiple bottles and came up white as a ghost. Me being pissed off he was trashing my uncles place starts to yell at him and he just sat down silent staring blankly off into space. While asking what the hell was going on it was like he snapped out of it and as fast as he could pulled the blinds down on the back windows while almost closing his eyes as if scared to look outside.

We got his story and it was hard to believe at first and being 25 at the time we were of course breaking his chops. But then for the remainder of the night it sounded as if someone or something was circling the house. We didn’t hear this until we went to bed and the radio, tv etc were all turned off. We heard some other weird noises almost like a train whistle but there were no trains I knew of in that area. We had 2 or 3 days left in the weekend to go and the next morning we packed up, shut off the water to the house and rented a hotel room at the snow cap inn at Sunday river.

I had no clue what to think of all this for years until hearing some of your shows and it makes me wonder what else you might’ve heard from this area or what you might think it is.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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69 Responses to “SC EP:930 The Creature At My Uncles Cabin”

    • Brian L

      Thanks Maria,
      Gotta say, Winter Storm Olive sure had an impact up on the Mogollon Rim.
      Crazy winds and shut down interstate highways. Just glad to be down in elevation in Vegas….where there ain’t a Squatch around for miles….

    • Mark R

      Thanks Maria G! Storm Olive in West Central Michigan reminded me of the ts Eliot line “This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper. ” Hopefully Spring will usher itself in now. It hasn’t been a bad winter but it’s getting long in the tooth.

  1. Linda B

    Thank you, Wes. I’m a little late for the party…watching family movies with the hubby evenings now before he crashes after his early 3 am commutes to work. Can’t wait to hear Kevin’s encounter. Love to all SC family. Wes is the Best in the West!

  2. Russell B

    These creatures are not human crossbreeds. We were created by God Almighty as we are today. We did not evolve from anything. These creatures whether they are crossbreeds from angels or some animal we don’t know.

  3. Virginia S

    Great show Wes and thanks to Kevin for coming on and sharing it with us. I live in Massachusetts also and have been to Maine MANY times. He mentioned Mt. Katahdin and my sister lived up by that on Moosehead Lake many years ago…those woods gave me a very creepy vibe🤔

  4. Nolebez

    Trunk of tree falls from the sky & hits drive way
    I get into the house…..arm myself and plan my escape in the morning only because of the snow. No snow? I’m gone.

  5. Matthew J

    That was terrific. I can understand why they lit the fireworks. Seemed like a great place to do it. Just didn’t expect a creature was hanging out in those woods. I don’t think the monster ever wanted blood. Just put an end to that fireworks show. I’d go back if he needed an extra.

  6. richard r

    im pretty sure everyone has heard of the soviet union ,during the cold war tried to make super human soldiers by crossing a gorilla and human genes together to create a soldier that would not grow tired and have superhuman strength?

    i wonder if thats what we got running around after escaping their laborotories?, i know its pretty far fetched ,really for entertainment reasons, im saying this.

  7. Geneva V

    Richard R. that is honestly one of my theories
    about what Bigfoot and even dogman might be. we know that our government and other governments try to play God and create things that are not natural. They do experiments on people all the time. Even Hitler created Crystal meth bc he wanted a “super” soldier that could fight longer and harder without rest. Our own government experimented on people with LSD working to try to achieve the same thing. Our world is very corrupt, and I wouldn’t be surprised at all, if Bigfoot and Dogman were actually created in a laboratory. therefore, that is another reason for the government to try to cover up their existence. Once again, this is just one of my theories.

  8. Mike M

    Kevin I know where this is and I was literally just driving through this area on Monday. certainly the perfect setting! vivid encounter with lots of detail. thanks for sharing

  9. Gabriel H

    “evolution between man and a monkey”? C’mon Wes! LOL
    It is believed we have a common ancestor with Great Apes, and I feel 95% sure that Bigfoot is just on different branch of hominids than us (maybe closer to apes even though we are also apes). Relic hominid is most likely.

    • Kevin M

      His family was from the Penobscot Native American tribe and he had a much crazier encounter of his own in the early 90’s. He also had some stories from his grandfather and the origins of these in Maine, as well as their name for them which is Gawacoo (I’m not sure if spelling is correct) meaning “he who’s always eating”… it was pretty wild.

  10. schlad

    Hahaha excellent! Great encounter, those guys partied too hard I guess, it’s all fun and games until someone throws a tree at you!
    The Truth is that the real ‘conspiracy theorists’ are the ‘sceptics’ because the idea that thousands of people from all around the World are conspiring to make up the story of Sasquatch, and the details are basically the same, this is an incredible effort to hoax something?! The same is even more True with UFOs, absurd really, but I guess if you have no evidence and simply don’t believe that means something…apart from the literal impossibility to prove a negative, and most of all why do these people even care, it’s like atheists, if you don’t believe why are you talking about it? Weird!!
    Thanks Wes.
    Love and Peace for everyone, everywhere, always, Now!!🌍❤️☮️🌟

  11. Richard M

    Interesting encounter..I live about an hour away as the crow flies from where this encounter happened and I am about half way between the encounter location and Mt. Katahdin where he mentioned somebody he spoke to thinks they migrate down from that area.I have no doubt we have them in the area I live because it is such good habitat for them with large amount of woodlands, mountains, rivers, lakes and lots of wildlife.I have never seen anything but I know a couple people that have.Thanks for another amazing show Wes!

  12. Leigh B

    I’ve been listening to these for years from all the way over in Scotland and I’m still hooked! Gets me through work. These stories are just fascinating. It’s by far my favourite podcast! You do such a good job Wes. Thank you.

  13. james l

    ok here is my opinion when we camp we make a fire well what if sasquatch has run away from a few forest fires that season now you guys are tossing fire around pissing it off you didnt think of that ? wow okay i did.

    • Kevin M

      I clearly stated we only did it because it was snowing. I wouldn’t be lighting off fireworks in a densely forested area if it were dry and there wasn’t snow on the ground and currently falling as well. So no I did not think of that.

  14. Jesse D

    I came down here to say it was a great episode and give my thanks but I got annoyed at that comment! When people say things like… “bet YOU didn’t think of THAT BUT WOW OKAY I DID!” do they want like an acknowledgment, or a trophy… or like some kind of pat on the back for their version of intelligence? I’m just curious because what’s the male version of a Karen? cuz that’s some Karen shit right there. People really need to know that whole “mine is bigger than yours” bullshit is gross. 👇🏻🫵🏼🙄

    • Tammi C

      Erm waaay back, like, in kindergarten (or maybe, like, preschool even) I learned that if you don’t, like, have something nice to say, it’s, like, probably best not to, like, say it, another good lesson was, like, two wrongs don’t make a right, and, like, everyone has a right to an opinion, and I’m, like, guessing that applies to, like, written comments, too. Just, like, sayin. 🥴✌🏻

  15. Lisa F

    This is a message for Kevin if you’re reading your episode comments. I REALLY enjoyed hearing your story and would like to talk to you more about it if you’re game. I live in Boothbay Harbor, Maine.

    • Kevin M

      @Lisa F – Hi Lisa, sure I wouldn’t mind talking with you some more. I clicked on your profile to see if there’s an email included but did not see anything listed. Let me know the best way to get in touch!

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