Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

Tonight I will be speaking to Bobby. Back in 1978 he saw the creature on his grandfathers farm in Texas. Bobby describes this creature that had no neck and was very large coming directly at him and his cousin. We will also be speaking to Amy.

Amy writes “My family has lived in Colorado since the early 1800s mostly in Colorado Springs. We spent a lot of time fishing on the weekends at Green Mountain falls and going deep into the Rockies to camp in the summer and early fall. This wasn’t a normal tent and backpack camping. From as little as I can remember. I have never been afraid of the woods. When I was about 10 I went with my best friend and his dad to a cabin at a campground called Cuttys near Canyon City.

It didn’t seem much like camping with staying in a cabin, having a pool and a playground so we weren’t as cautious as usual. For example walking around the surrounding forests at night. We met a group of kids similar in age to us to hang out with walking and exploring. One night we were at the playground at the edge of the woods away from most campers near the river. It was like a mini ghost town type thing. Made up to be kid sized rows of old west buildings. We climbed on top of the saloon building to sit around and talk. It was an hour or so past dark. Not sure of the time. We didn’t really wear watches and it being the 1980s we didn’t have cell phones.

So around this time little dime sized pebbles started landing around us at random intervals. Then after about 15 minutes slightly larger stones about the size of a quarter started getting tossed at us. It didn’t seem like they were aimed at us but just the area around us. Like no one was trying to hurt us. So we stand up and start shining our lights into trees thinking maybe it was some other kids or maybe even an adult messing with us. My friend and the other boy jumped down and started walking towards the woods while myself and the two other girls started to search the trees with our flashlights. Mine landed on a face about 8 or 9 feet off the ground. I said “Hey he’s in the trees.” Then we all paused, taking a long 20 to 30 second look. We all seemed to realize at the same time that this was not a person and he was not in the tree by standing next to the tree. It was a bigfoot. It was covered in dark shaggy fur, the dave was between a human and a chimp in structure, a little graying around the muzzle of the face. Dark eyes.

One of the others said we should go back to our cabins. We all just sort of backed away, climbed off the building and walked away only to start running when we were well away from the playground. I asked my dad if there were bigfoot in Colorado he sort of laughed and said no. But he had some native friends that said oh there were tales of them. That there were places their elders told them to avoid out of respect for these creatures. We moved to rural Pennsylvania a year later so I never had a chance to go back. I have often thought about it. It was like they knew we were just kids and was just trying to encourage us to go away.”