Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

Shane writes “This is Shane from episode 504. I thought I’d drop you a few lines to inform you of some activity I’ve experienced since the last time I was on your show.

I will start with one experience that I had before I was on your show. It was around March of 2017. My girlfriend at the time came over for dinner one night. Everything was normal. It was about 11 pm when I walked her out to her car. As she got into her car I heard and felt a very powerful vocalization. It came from the woodbine across the road. She did not hear the first vocalization as she was sitting in her car and was cranking it. She noticed the look on my face then rolled down the window and asked if I was ok. Just as she did so this creature vocalized again. It was just as loud as before and I felt it in my entire body. Teresa heard it that time. She asked me what the hell was that. I responded that I didn’t know but I really did. She told me to get in the house and that she was getting out of here. She called me when she got home. She asked again about what could scream like that. I again told her I didn’t know. That was all that was witnessed at that time.

The next event happened in the late fall or early winter of 2018. Over the period of several months there would be slaps on the backside of the house. This would only happen at night. Ever time the house was slapped it was on the outside wall where the headboard of my bed was located. I witnessed this and so did my girlfriend. One night I had my bedroom window cracked. During the night we both heard a very low guttural grown. It unnerved my girlfriend so much that she insisted I get up and close the window. I did just that. The next day I was walking around my back yard and noticed a footprint that was about 14 inches long. The slapping on the house continued till I moved in June of 2019. I never heard the growl again nor did I ever see anything at that location.

I moved about 1/4 of a mile away. We did experience the house being slapped from time to time. The most extreme thing occurred on that property. We were sitting in the living room watching tv. This was sometime in the fall. I had the side window open as well as the front door. We both heard chattering coming from the woods behind my outbuilding. It probably lasted 10 or 12 seconds then stopped. It scared my girlfriend to death. That was the first and only time I have ever heard that. I knew exactly what it was. My girlfriend refused to believe it. She would tease me about Sasquatch and didn’t want to acknowledge the possibility of it. That was fine with me as I don’t care what people think.

We were both laying in bed watching tv. She had to run out to her car to get something. It was around 11 pm. As I was laying in bed I heard her scream. I jumped up and grabbed my 9 mm and ran out the back door. She was standing by her car and was white as a sheet and terrified. I brought her in and got her calmed down. It took her about 15 minutes before she was able to talk. She told me that she saw a huge dark haired upright being walking into the woodbine from our back yard. Keep in mind that the back porch light and floodlight was on. She said she only saw it from the back.

She described it as being really tall and really wide. She couldn’t tell me the hair color other than it was dark in color. One detail she told me was that she saw the bottom of it’s foot as it walked into the woods. She said the foot was large and that the bottom was a light color. Possibly a gray color. After she was calm and settled she made a comment to me. She said that she would never tease me or anybody else about having a Sasquatch encounter. She said that it couldn’t have been anything else but a Sasquatch. Seeing is believing in this case!

Around Thanksgiving of 2020 be broke up. She kept the rental house and I chose to move closer to family. I moved an hour north to Calhoun, Georgia. I had gotten an apartment and about a year later I changed jobs. I had met a guy named Rick who had an extreme interest in Sasquatch. We got to know each other really well and became really close friends. At work we would talk about Sasquatch. He related to me his numerous encounters. I have no doubts that Rick has had several encounters.

Fast forward to March of 2023. Rick asked if I would go looking for signs of Sasquatch up near Fort Mountain in Murray County, Georgia. I told him absolutely. We made a trip up there and walked the mountains for hours. Neither of us seen or heard anything. The one thing I noticed was that it was eerily quite. We decided to go back a few weeks later. So, in April we went down to Rock Creek near Fort Mountain to a very isolated area. It was about 10 miles from the blacktop highway.

You literally have to have a 4×4 to get into that area. We crossed the creek twice as well as a branch to get there. We got to the location and set up camp . The tent was pitched about two feet from the creek. This area is absolutely beautiful. Full of wild game such as deer, turkey, squirrels and such. Once the sun goes down it gets creepy.

No sounds at all except for the sound of water washing over the rocks of the creek. Rick cooked us some burgers over the fire and we ate. He hoped the smell of the burgers cooking would bring something in. After eating we were sitting by the campfire. Rick heard two “WOOPS” that came from about a half a mile away. I didn’t heard them as I was putting more logs on the fire. I really wasn’t paying attention. I wasn’t expecting anything at all to happen actually. Later on Rick wanted to do some wood knocks. So, we walked well away from the fire. Rick couldn’t find anything descent to make a wood knock with so he grabbed two rocks. He knocked three times. After the third rock clack there was a very loud rock clack response that came from across the creek. I had my back towards the creek. When the response came I spun around on my heels. I’ll be honest. It scared me and took me by surprise. We stood there for a while then walked back to camp within the firelight. We both sat down around the fire. As we were sitting there I noticed that Rick kept cutting his eyes looking across the creek. I asked him did he see anything. He said there was something up right walking across the creek. All he saw was something dark and upright. I didn’t look and just sat there.

I was really unnerved. Rick asked if I had my pistol with me and I told him I did. A little time passed by and Rick was in the tent getting his cot ready. I was still sitting by the fire. We both heard a whistle come from across the creek. There were three distinct human like whistles. Rick asked if I heard it and I told him I absolutely did. He came and sat down by the fire. We didn’t hear any more whistles. As we sat there we had rocks being thrown into the creek and a couple landed around us. I was really nervous. Yes, I had had a sighting many years earlier but I wasn’t expecting anything on this camping trip. I am no Bigfoot researcher at all. I really wasn’t prepared for such things. We continued to sit by the fire until around 1:30 am. We decided to go lay down. He on oneside of the tent and me on the other. From time to time we could hear rocks hitting the water. Rick told me we were in a tight spot. He said this several times then asked if my pistol had a round in the chamber.

I told him no and he insisted I chamber a round as he forgot and left his pistol at home. I chambered a round and laid my pistol on my chest. Rick said he heard bipedal footsteps in the water walking towards us. To be honest I was terrified. The footsteps gradually faded away and Rick feel asleep. I laid there for the rest of the night wide awake. I listened for any sound I could make out. All I heard was the washing of the water and an occasional rock hitting the water. Around 5 am I could hear birds chirping. I started to feel a little relaxed and finally drifted off to sleep. As I was laying there I kept thinking what was I going to do if I saw a bipedal shadow go by the tent. I didn’t know what I would do. I slept till about 10 am and got up. Everything outside the tent was normal and peaceful. We packed up everything and headed for home. That was one camping trip I will forever remember.
Thank you Wes for reading this email. I apologize for it being long.”