Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

Christy writes “Hi Wes, I’ve been listening to your podcast for a while, and I think my story might be worth discussing. I’d like to remain anonymous if I share it on your show. I had an encounter that wasn’t with a Sasquatch but resembled a small grey alien. I know it sounds crazy, but this experience has haunted me and scared me deeply. I was about 17 years old, living in the Sierra Nevada foothills near Mariposa County, close to Midpines and Highway 140.

It was around 1989, and my sister was living in San Diego with our aunt and uncle at the time. My home life wasn’t great, but I had a summer job in Yosemite, which kept me close to the area despite the many missing person signs I frequently saw! Our property was ten acres surrounded by hundreds of acres of forest, with a few neighbors about a quarter to half a mile away. We had two trailers situated in an L shape on a mountain, nestled among pines, cedars, and manzanita.

One afternoon in the fall, around 3 PM, I walked home from the bus stop, feeling an unsettling vibe in the air. I started to check around the trailers when I suddenly spotted a pearly-white disc hovering right above me. THERE WAS NO SOUND. My brain could not compute what I was looking at. I ducked behind a tree, and when I peeked out, it was just a couple of feet away, silently floating behind the tree – right above me. It was about three feet wide and seemed incredibly advanced, even compared to today’s technology.

Things got weirder from there.

After hovering for a moment, the disc began to drift away slowly, then picked up speed and vanished into the treetops on the other side of the hill. Later that night, however, after my mother and stepfather returned home and we had dinner, I went to bed in my trailer. Around 2 or 3 AM, I was jolted awake by a loud mechanical whirring sound. I opened my eyes, flat on my back, and thought my parents were arguing. But then I realized I couldn’t move. Panic set in as I sensed a presence in my room, and I could feel the trailer just slightly vibrating. Dim light from the other trailer illuminated the space through my window – just enough for me to see something moving in my peripheral vision.

Overwhelmed with fear, I screamed silently in my head because I couldn’t vocalize. I kept screaming in my head cause I wanted my Mom. Suddenly, I felt as if my body “unlocked,” and I shot up, panting in terror. I saw something dart into my dresser, (yes INTO) and I started to panic whimper/cry cause I didn’t know what was going on and really wanted my mom. As I sat there, I caught a glimpse of a curved face with a bulbous eye—like a grey about 3 feet tall—peering out at me from the dresser.

I could barely make out features but it was clearly there. Like I scared it or something. It was so freaky. In sheer panic, I leaped out of bed and bolted through the front door, sprinting outside to the back door of mother’s bedroom in the dark. The light went out on my parents trailer. Scared me even more. I kept glancing back but could not see in the dark very good. I saw nothing. I pounded on the door, screaming to be let in. My mom eventually opened the door, confused, and I dove past her into bed between her and my stepfather, completely terrified.

Interestingly, my sister had a Sasquatch encounter on our property, when she moved back from SD – and we both experienced strange occurrences there that I now associate with Sasquatch activity after listening and learning from your show. I’m relieved to live in the Bay Area now, as I’m genuinely afraid to be in the woods at night, especially if it’s way out in the boondocks.”