Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I wanted to share with you a few photos and some experiences I’ve had since I was a kid at my family land in Louisiana with what I believe is Bigfoot/demons. I am a major outdoorsman and I live for sitting in the woods for the serenity it brings and the way it grows this intimate relationship I have built with God. The woods is where I’m closest to him and where life just slows down and you can just be still. I beleive the devil will do anything he can to defeat my purpose and sending these things to try and scare me out of the woods seems to be right up his alley.

This wasn’t the first thing but definitely changed my perspective in the woods. When I was 16 my cousin had set up a bowstand on a creek bottom on the backside of our property. I had been shown there was a couple good bucks hitting the corn.

This property is surrounded by pines on side, fields on the other, and then thick Louisiana swamp behind this creek. I was dropped off that evening about 3 and had about a 75 yd walk down the hill into the creek bottom to the lock on stand. Got setup and was just waiting for one of these bucks. The woods were pretty alive that evening. I remember having high hopes that I was going to have some action. As dun started setting about 50 yds to my left I heard a big splash in the creek.

Thinking it was a pig I grabbed my bow and got ready. A few minutes go by and I’m standing there looking in the direction and couldn’t see any movement but the woods are thick. I went to sit back down and then right at the base of the trail where I walked down there was this low raspy predator sounding growl that completely silenced the entire woods. Could have heard a pin drop. At this point It was getting too dark to see past 20 yds bc of the canopy being so thick. So I stood up again and looked in that direction checking for anything moving. Nothing. That’s kind weird I thought convinced myself it was a bobcat, txted my cousin that I was ready and started packing up my stuff to walk out the 100 or so yds to the to the top of the hill where my cousin was picking me up at dark.

I turned my headlamp on and started climbing down the tree. As soon as my first foot hit the ground at the top of the hill where I was supposed to meet my cousin….. I can put my hand on the Bible and truthfully say that there was a sound unlike anything I’ve ever heard. Deafening back and forth between what sounded like to me at the time just screeching bloody murder but it was so loud and I could hear the brush on top of the hill moving. You could almost feel the intesity of the sound Immediately my hair stood up on the back of my neck, and for the first time ever I had the feeling of impending doom.

Like I am about to die out here. I was frozen in fear  at the base of my tree bow in one hand 9mm pistol in hand.  This went on for what felt like forever but it was Probaly around 3 minutes. It took everything I had to convince myself that God is walking with me, I could hear the 4×4 coming off in the distance and I sprinted up that hill.

By the time I was reaching the top I saw the lights of the side by side and heard the camp dogs running down the trail with it. I hadn’t told him anything and my cousin said  are you okay man? Your face is white as ghost, why are you shaking… i said just get me out of here I will explain at camp. I have not been back to that creek bottom since then until this year. I am going back with no fear and filming everything. See the pics from the past few years and recents.

I have never seen them with my own eyes but these pictures really are interesting. I have some pretty interesting theories about why this stuff has been happening to me over the course of the years.

I’d love to talk more with about my experiences.”