Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

I am working on getting this witness to come on the show. A listener writes “In 2021, I was living in Sacramento, California, but I had spent the night at my ex in-laws house in Camino, just outside of Placerville.

What happened to me mirrors the experiences of so many other witnesses.

I was driving from Camino to Stockton around 4:00 a.m. The sky was unbelievably clear that morning. It was still dark when I stepped outside, and before even getting into my car, I stood there for a minute or two just staring at the stars. They were so vivid and dramatic that they completely stopped me in my tracks.

The drive is about an hour and a half. Leaving Camino, you pass through winding mountain roads, then vineyards, then farmland before eventually hitting the city.

I was transitioning from the mountain area into the vineyard region. I couldn’t tell you the exact location unless I retraced the route I’ve never driven it again. I was coming around a slightly downhill S-curve when I saw it.

On the right side of the road stood a black, hairy, humanoid figure. It was holding a dead animal at about waist height with both hands. It looked like a bled-out pig, or possibly a large dog. The figure was roughly seven feet tall and had glowing, vivid red eyes.

My brain couldn’t fully process what I was seeing. Instinct took over and I floored the gas pedal.

I was driving an Audi A4 Turbo and it kept up with my car.

For several seconds, it stayed right there in my rearview mirror before disappearing. The way it moved is impossible to explain. It wasn’t running like anything human or animal. Its stride was smooth, swift, almost like it was floating or hovering completely effortless.

About thirty seconds later, I glanced down at my speedometer and realized I was doing 75–80 mph or more on a dark back road. I slowed down slightly, but I couldn’t relax my grip on the steering wheel. I wanted desperately to call my then husband, but I was terrified to look away or even consider turning around. I was frozen.

When I finally reached Stockton, I felt overwhelming relief. After my shift, I took the city route home to Sacramento and I quit that job.

I never made that commute again.

There were several reasons I quit, but seeing Sasquatch on my drive was one of the biggest ones even though it took me years to admit that to myself.

Does this story sound absolutely crazy to say out loud? Yes. I’m sure anyone hearing it thinks the same thing. It’s too unsettling to fully comprehend. I think part of the difficulty in accepting encounters like this is ego admitting that there is something out there far more powerful than modern man. But there is.

If that thing had wanted to take me that morning, it could have. Without question. Fortunately, it was holding a fresh kill. I didn’t sense a violent energy from it but I didn’t feel peace either.

I’m only on my third episode of your podcast, but the stories are nearly identical to mine. I had to share this.

Thank you for giving people like us a voice.”