Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I had an encounter back in 1984, I was 12. We were returning from our annual summer vacation that summer, at the same time as the Olympics in LA. We were driving through Colorado on our way back to Kansas City and my father decided to call it a day early so we (dad, stepmom, step-sister and half-brother) could relax and enjoy some cooler Colorado weather, since the plan was to make a big push and drive straight through Kansas and arrive home the next day.

I wish I knew where exactly the state campground was located but it had a nice mountain river behind the site, and it was very empty and minimal. It was one of those honor systems of leaving $10 in an envelope and it didn’t even have a camp host.

We had a topper on the back of the truck that my dad converted into a small sleeper and that is where my stepsister and I would sleep and my dad, stepmom and half-brother slept in a tent. This time they pitched the tent 15 yards or so from the site because it had grass and was a great tent site. My dad backed the truck/camper to a site which had a trail that led down to the river, maybe 50 yards away.

We played in the river all afternoon, ate dinner and had an early night. We were high in elevation because it got chilly at night. After dinner we all settled in for the night. There wasn’t another camp in the campground (very small and off the beaten path). At some point in the night, I am guessing after midnight, I had to pee. Again, I was 12 so I had a tendency to cut corners. So rather put shoes on and be chilly, I just leaned out the door and peed just like that. I know these are weird details and possibly comical, but this is what I did. I was hanging out the door, peeing and my eyes were not even open aside from a squint. All of a sudden, I felt a presence and it made me come to my senses and I was now wide awake. Then, looking down at the same path we had taken all day long, it must have been 5-6’ wide, trees on either side, I noticed a huge shape sitting in the middle of the path. At first I thought a bear so my thoughts were if it was passing through or if we had coolers around, it might rip up the camp etc…

It was a full moon night, and I could very clearly see the mountains behind, trees etc in the night. Staring at the “bear” I noticed it had a human like, conical head, and broad shoulders.. weird. Then, it moved as if adjusting its weight, sitting back on its haunches and I could then clearly see the silhouette and whatever this was, was just staring at me. I could not make out any facial features. After it moved, I was overcome with an incredible fear and froze stiff with my shorts down and me still holding myself! I couldn’t move because my brain seemed to need a bit of time to understand what I was seeing. Finally, after some seconds or something (it was like time just stopped!) I got half my wits back and there was a slight flight or fright. Of course, no flight and fear was definitely the driver! Immediately, I leaned back into the topper and shut and locked the door and laid down trying not to even let my breath make a noise. I heard it pacing around, bipedal around the camper. My adrenaline was in overdrive, and I was absolutely gripped with fear. Finally, I wasn’t hearing much and I think the exhaustion took over and I was starting to drift off to sleep.

Then, it threw a rock at the camper which made a loud bang when it hit the aluminum siding. Again, the adrenaline rush and back to being scared out of my wits. Then, after some more time, it ripped a branch off a tree and racked the entire side of the camper and truck!”