Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

Brad writes “My father was born in VA in 1938. When he was 7 years old about 1945 his family lived on a county road in Springfield, VA surrounded by woods. There was a dilapidated house 2 story house without any windows and about a hundred yards from their residence. There were no other houses within a quarter mile of their property.

One day some friends were walking up the driveway and saw someone in a window opening on the 2nd floor of the old house holding a tree branch with leaves on it. At the time my dad had an older brother that was 14 years old. The older brother grabbed a 12 gauge shotgun and went to investigate. My dad followed his brother up the stairs to the 2nd story. When they approached the top of the stairs his brother fired the shotgun and screamed. He turned and ran past my dad down the steps and out of the house. My dad ran behind him and when they got to their house my dad asked what he saw. His brother told him that there was a black gorilla standing in the middle of the room and he shot it. When their father got home that evening he went to investigate but said that the house was empty.

As the years went by my dad would hear noises in the woods around the house that sounded like something jumping out of the trees and running on 2 legs. He would also hear tree crashes but couldn’t ever find the source of the noise. When my father got into his twenties his dad and his brothers built a house about a mile away from the old house they used to live in. One day one of his brothers had bought a new pistol. There was nothing behind the house but woods for miles. His brother randomly fired one round into the woods. There was an immediate loud scream that came out from the woods close by that sounded like a woman. Around this same moment in time we had a neighbor that lived a few miles away. One night she let out her 3 small dogs to do their business. After a few minutes the dogs came running up onto the porch. She was letting them in the house when a, what she described as a 6 foot tall gorilla ran onto the porch within a few feet of her and she quickly slammed the door shut. I remember hearing my mother telling the story to a friend when I was 6 years old and she mentioned that the woman was looking down at the dogs when it ran up and it had 3 toes on its feet.

Around this same time we had a small beagle dog that lived outside. One evening right before dark we heard gravel hitting the house and the dog was squealing. When we went to investigate we could hear the dog still squealing but the dog squealing was rapidly moving from the house to deep into the woods and finally we could no longer hear the dog. It was like he was traveling much faster than he could run. The dog came home a few days after that and he was scared to come to the house and hid under a truck in the driveway.

When I was about 5 years old my dad built a sand box for me in back of the house next to the woods. It got to the point that every time I was out there by myself I would hear a very loud hooting similar to an owl. It made me scared and I quit playing there.

I have a brother who is 6 years older than me. I always thought that he was weird or just making up stories. He said that he kept seeing a person in the woods leaning against a tree and watching the house. He said that he had seen someone looking into a window one evening. My dad went outside and tried to recreate the incident at the window which was in the door. My dad doubted his claim because the person would have been 7 feet tall. When we got older and my brother was 25 years old he had been keeping a secret because he didn’t think anyone would believe him. He said that one night he saw 2 red eyes looking into our bedroom window. My brother was always scared of the woods and the dark which I never understood but maybe he had legitimate reasons.

My brother had gotten a pup tent as a gift and was excited about camping for the first time. He was 13 at the time and I was 7. We crossed the road next to our house into some woods that did not have any houses along the area for about a half mile in either direction. We put the tent up during the day and waited until sunset to go to the tent. We were laying there for about 30 minutes when we started hearing what sounded like children playing. It was now 10 o’clock and my brother said that there weren’t any houses in the area of the sounds. It started getting closer and had morphed into a baby crying. As it got closer it started coming from more than one direction. By this time it had gotten too probably within 75 yards of us. We were pretty scared but then it got worse. It started coming from different directions. It sounded like 4-5 different animals in separate locations making the same baby sounds. We climbed out of the tent and went home banging on the door waking up our parents. My dad told us that it was bobcats but now 51 years later and having camped and hunted my whole life, I have never heard sounds like that in the woods.

When I was 7 years old my father leased a farm in West Virginia. There was a long driveway that was about 1.5 to 2 miles long. The farm was really secluded and had these strange large rock piles in one area of some woods that were referred to as Indian mounds. One evening we could hear what sounded like a rhythmic drum pounding sound coming from the area of the mounds. It was slow but steady and lasted for about 15 minutes. It made everyone uncomfortable and uneasy but the source of the noise was never identified. My dad and his brothers had been clearing roads into woods off of the driveway about 300 yards from the house. I had a small Honda 50 motorcycle and I ran out of gas at the end of the logging road. There was a smell and it was like a cross between raw sewage and something dead. I thought that one of my dad’s brothers was down the logging road about a 100 yards because I could hear large logs being thrown and limbs snapping. I kept looking but I couldn’t see anything. When I got back to the house and I saw the whole family was at the house it really scared me.”

There was a lot that of odd things happening around this property. Many years later Brad had a face to face encounter with a strange creature.

Brad writes “In 2001 I went camping at a small campground near Paw Paw WV. I had camped there before and never had any problems or anything abnormal happen before. One night while camping I had been drinking and it was about midnight or 1am. I heard what I thought was a bear approaching the camp. I hadn’t ever heard of dog man. The fire was burning really good but the sounds of it approaching seemed like it was coming straight towards the camp. Not being sober I got the stupid idea that I would sneak into the woods and stand in the dark and surprise the bear with my light. I had left my gun on the table in the camp like an idiot. When the bear got within 30 feet of me I clicked on my light. What I saw next was not what I expected. It was all black and had a head like a bear but the muzzle wasn’t tan like every black bear I had seen in the region. It had big yellow eyes. It was hunched forward like a hyena and it was as tall as myself at 5’-9” but if it had stood up on its hind legs it would have been much taller. It had very long muscular front arms of at least 5 feet long and looked as if it had its front hands or claws curled backwards like it was walking on its front wrists. The arms were like that of an alpha male kangaroo with the elbows kicked slightly to each side. After 2 seconds of face to face looking at each other it collapsed down on to its belly and made a sharp turn to its right and rapidly scuttled into dark where I couldn’t see it. It hadn’t run away. It was completely silent and it was right there in the brush hiding in the dark. The hair on the back of my neck was standing up and I realized that I had made a foolish mistake and I was probably in danger. I kept my light pointed in the direction of the animal and slowly backed away to the camp and grabbed my gun. I built the fire up and eventually went to the tent. Nothing happened the rest of the night.”