Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

The witness has agreed to come on the show, he said “A lady friend and I had rented a log cabin that sat high on a mountain near the Tuskegee River, just southeast of Bryson City, close to Whittier, North Carolina. We chose the place because it was remote.

We arrived Friday morning and spent the whole day out sightseeing. By the time we got back to the cabin, it was around 10:30 p.m. She went into the kitchen to fix a late supper. I had the TV on in the living room and a fire going in the fireplace.

Then she suddenly called out to me, saying something was on the porch. The cabin had a big wraparound porch, so I walked into the kitchen and looked through the small window there. I didn’t see anything and told her it was probably just a raccoon or a deer some small critter nosing around. I went back to the living room and sat down.

Just a few minutes later, we heard something get knocked over on the porch. She got scared and came into the living room with me. We stood near the fireplace listening, and then we heard the boards on the porch creaking under something heavy. The cracking of the wood sounded like whatever was out there was larger than a deer.

That’s when the fear really kicked in.

I moved a chair against the front door, pressing it against the doorknob. She turned off some of the lights. Then we heard these deep, heavy grunts nothing like I’d ever heard. My pistol and my phone were sitting on a table by the window.

She walked with me to the table. We stood there listening. Another loud grunt came from just outside. A large lamp pole out front lit the entire area, giving us a clear view of anything that stepped into that glow.

Then it stepped into the light.

The creature came right up to the window. The top of the window was taller than me and I’m six feet and this thing had to bend down to look inside. When it turned its head toward us, its eyes picked up the outside light and reflected with an orange glow. It just stood there, staring in at us for what felt like three or four minutes. I could not move.

I finally picked up my pistol from the table and when I picked it up, the creature hesitated for just a moment. Then it turned and took off up the mountain beside the cabin. We heard the brush and bushes thrashing as it moved away.

We turned on every light in the cabin, locked every door, and just stood there shaking. I don’t ever want to see anything like that again not that close. I don’t know what it was, but I believe it was some kind of creature… a Bigfoot. The face had a nose not quite human and a heavy brow. No neck. Massive shoulders and long arms. From about the waist up was all we could see. It was dark, almost black, but I will never forget that face. It looked somewhat human, but clearly wasn’t. It showed no expression at all just those orange-lit eyes staring in.

We barely slept. She cried and wanted to leave, but I didn’t want to step outside until daylight not knowing if there were more of them.

We stayed up the entire night in fear. When the first light of morning came, I stepped onto the porch to look around. A huge flower pot one of those big, heavy ones had been knocked over, dirt spilled everywhere. I tried to look for tracks, but the night’s rain had washed everything out.

We packed up and left that morning.”