Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

Jul 23

Terror At Mountain Fork River

Spoke to the eyewitness and he wanted to remain anonymous. He said that he said this happened to him back in 1974. Here is the account of what happen.

A listener writes: “MY ENCOUNTER HAPPENED IN 1974’, AND I WAS 21 YEARS OLD. IN 47 YEARS, I’VE NEVER TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THIS ENCOUNTER, AND I STILL DEAL WITH SOME PTSD. I NEEDED A LITTLE DOWN TIME AWAY FROM MY OILFIELD JOB.

SO, I PLANNED A VACATION TO “ BEAVERS BEND STATE PARK “ IN SOUTHEAST, OKLAHOMA DURING THE FIRST WEEK OF MARCH IN 1974’ – MY PREGNANT WIFE ( OF 6 MONTHS ) AND I HAD PLANNED TO TENT CAMP ON THE “ MOUNTAIN FORK RIVER “ BELOW THE DAM ON BROKEN BOW LAKE FOR FOUR DAYS.

SO, I RENTED THE FARTHEST SOUTH TENT SITE, WHICH WAS ABOUT 30 YARDS FROM A CEMENT DAM ON THE RIVER – THIS MADE THE UPPER PORTION DEEPER FOR SWIMMING, BETTER KAYAKING AND FISHING.

WE HAD JUST BEAUTIFUL WEATHER WITH LOWS IN THE LOW TO MID 50’s AND HIGHS OF 65* TO 70 DEGREES. THE FIRST TWO DAYS WERE JUST TERRIFIC, WE HAD FRESH FISH FOR BREAKFAST AND DINNER BOTH DAYS.

ON THE MORNING OF THE THIRD DAY: I GOT UP AT 5:00 am, MADE A POT OF COFFEE. I HAD TWO CUPS AND THEN GRABBED MY TACKLE BOX, ROD & REEL AND A 5 GALLON BUCKET TO PUT MY CATCH IN, AS I HAD DONE THE TWO DAYS PRIOR.

I WALKED DOWN TO THE CEMENT DAM, WHERE I HAD FISHED THE PREVIOUS TWO DAYS. THIS MORNING, I HAD ABOUT AN 8 mph BREEZE BLOWING IN MY FACE FROM THE SOUTHEAST.

THE SUN WAS JUST STARTING TO RISE WHEN I MADE MY FIRST CAST, USING AN INLINE SINGLE SPINNER 1 oz. LURE ( called a Shister Lure ) WHITE WITH BLACK DOTS AND A WHITE HORSE HAIR SKIRT – OVER A BARBLESS TREBLE HOOK.

AFTER FISHING FOR ABOUT 25 MINUTES, I HAD CAUGHT A 3 lb. SMALLMOUTH BASS AND 2 RAINBOW TROUT OF ABOUT 2 lbs. EACH.

I HAD PLANNED ON CATCHING ONE MORE FISH AND THEN CALL IT QUITS.

I WENT TO MAKE ANOTHER CAST AND MY LURE HUNG UP BEHIND ME ON WHAT I THOUGHT WAS A TREE LIMB.

SO, I TURNED LOOKING UP TO SEE WHERE MY LURE HAD CAUGHT THE LIMB. BUT ( ALL I COULD SEE WAS A WALL OF CINNAMON BROWN HAIR ) ABOUT 4’ FROM ME. MY LURE HAD HUNG UP ON THE UPPER LEFT CHEST OF SOMETHING THAT I DIDN’T KNOW EXISTED. IT WAS AT LEAST 11’ TALL, 5’ WIDE ACROSS THE SHOULDERS AND AT LEAST 1,100 lbs., ITS BISEPS WERE AS BIG AS MY WAIST, & I HAD A 32” WAIST.

MY EYES MOVED UP TO ITS FACE. IT HAD A CONICAL SHAPED HEAD, THE EYES WERE AS BIG AS A COKE CAN AND RED. IT WAS LOOKING DOWN AT ME AND SNARLING, IT’S TEETH WERE AS BIG AS A HORSES TEETH AND HAD ONLY SLIGHTLY PRONOUNCED EYE TEETH.

HIS HEAD LOOKED TO BE AT LEAST 2 1/2 TIMES THE SIZE OF MY HEAD. I COULD NOT MOVE, I COULD FEEL AND HEAR A VERY LOW GROWL THAT SEEMED TO RATTLE MY BONES WITH A PRESSURE ALL OVER MY BODY, THAT I CAN’T EXPLAIN. AT THIS MOMENT, I TRULY BELIEVED THAT MY LIFE WAS OVER, WES! I COULDN’T SPEAK OR SCREAM, BUT I REMEMBER THINKING “ OH MY GOD, I AM SO SORRY “ FOR HURTING YOU !

THEN, LIKE TURNING OFF A LIGHT SWITCH, EVERYTHING WENT BLACK, AND I PASSED OUT.

I BELIEVE THAT WAS ABOUT 6:30 am…WHEN I WOKE UP, IT WAS 7:00 am…I FELT DRAINED OF ENERGY AND I HAD A TERRIBLE HEADACHE.

I SAT UP, SHAKING UNCONTROLLABLY LOOKING AROUND AND SAW THAT MY TACKLE BOX HAD BEEN SMASHED FLAT, MY ROD WAS BROKEN INTO 4 PIECES AND THE THREE FISH THAT I HAD CAUGHT WERE TAKEN OUT OF MY BUCKET.

AFTER REGAINING MY COMPOSURE: I FOUND 2 FOOT PRINTS WHERE THAT HUGE BASTARD HAD BEEN STANDING. I HAD A MEASURING TAPE; SO, I MEASURED BOTH PRINTS @ 22.5“ LONG , 10” ACROSS THE BALL OF THE FOOT AND 7” ACROSS THE HEAL. I HAD NEVER SEEN A FOOTPRINT SO HUGE ! I WAS STILL SHAKING UNCONTROLLABLY, AND I HAD TO JUST GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THERE ! SO, I PICKED UP ALL OF MY CRUSHED AND BROKEN FISHING EQUIPMENT AND CARRIED ALL OF IT TO A TRASH BEN. THEN WALKED BACK TO CAMP, POURED MYSELF ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE, AND WAITED FOR MY WIFE TO WAKE.

I POURED HER A CUP OF COFFEE, AND SHE ASKED, HOW WAS THE FISHING THIS MORNING?

I EXPLAINED TO HER THAT DURING THE NIGHT, SOMEONE HAD CAME INTO CAMP, AND TAKEN ALL OF MY FISHING GEAR. SHE WAS PISSED, BUT THAT WAS A LOT BETTER THAN ME TRYING TO EXPLAIN ABOUT WHAT I HAD ACTUALLY SEEN AND WHAT TRANSPIRED DOWN AT THE RIVER.

AT THIS POINT, I WAS STILL FEELING SO VERY LUCKY TO BE ALIVE & BREATHING ! SO, I HAD ONE MORE CUP OF COFFEE, AND THEN TOLD MY WIFE THAT I WASN’T FEELING QUITE UP TO PAR, AND THAT I WAS JUST READY TO GO HOME.

I CAN’T HELP BUT BELIEVE THAT THIS CREATURE HAD BEEN WATCHING ME CATCH FISH AND JUST WANTED MY CATCH. TO THIS DAY, I STILL CAN’T BELIEVE HOW THAT S.O.B. SNUCK UP BEHIND ME.

SINCE THE ENCOUNTER, I’VE HAD NIGHT TERRORS; AT LEAST, 3 OR 4 TIMES A MONTH FOR YEARS. NOW, ONLY WITHIN THE LAST COUPLE OF YEARS, THEY HAVE DECREASED TO 1 OR 2 A MONTH. I’VE HAD AN INTEREST IN FINDING OUT MORE ABOUT WHAT IT WAS THAT TOOK MY LOVE OF THE OUTDOORS.”

14 Responses to “Terror At Mountain Fork River”

  1. Nom S

    I guess a joke about “catch and release” would be insensitive. That poor guy! You could never feel safe going five feet into the woods ever again.

  4. Sheila L

    My goodness. ????

    I have always told my friends that I believe I would faint if I ever saw one of these things. At 4 ft I *know* I would.

    Thanks for sharing, good sir.
    Kevin L

  5. Nikita V

    Wow, what an encounter! Absolutely terrifying.
    I’ve heard of a few people now completely blacking out during their encounter. I wonder if this is from immense fear, or from something like infrasound affecting the witness?

  6. Scott B

    heard this encounter on “The Facts” by How to Hunt YouTube channel last week. I’ll bet he’s relieved to finally get it off his chest! poor guy! can’t imagine the terror he felt! God Bless!!

  7. Chad W

    I visited Broken Bow Lake and the Mountain Fork River on weekend trips several times during the 70s/80s. There are many stories of encounters with these creatures all around there. It surely is a squatchy-looking area.

    Thank you to the witness for coming forward. I hope this helps him heal, after all these years.

  9. Charles R

    Wow. This is a long long time to still have ptsd, hope it is getting better. Should help reaching out to others that have knowledge and compassion. Yah – 22.5 inch foot is huge and would certainly match up with one of the 10 or 11 footers, I would think. I wish this gent would come on, it just may help his condition, however I understand reluctance. SE Ok, Eastern, TN, and Northern Arkansas Ozarks are on my radar to retire to, just to be close to mountains, good fishing, and to have another Bigfoot sighting, this time closer I hope.

  11. Linda B

    I was creeped out of that area on a solo hike and I will never forget it. I was having remorse for not turning around knowing the loss my family would feel because I woukd be missing or dead, so I finally made myself turn around and leave. At the same time a smaller pull was fetching me forward. It was awful and my reasoning couldn’t catch up. Beavers Bend State Park, late 70s/80s, same time period. Now I know why. My heart goes out to you. I pray the night terrors will stop completely.

  12. Nonnie C

    Wow, just wow!! I have no idea what I would do if that EVER happened to me…….most likely the same thing….faint! How incredibly terrifying. Thank you sir for sharing.

  14. Pamela J S

    I live a few hours from Broken Bow. I have talked to many of the locals who have had encounters with sasquatch. Yours must have been very frightening. Stay safe my friend and if you return to the woods, at least go in pairs.

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