A listener writes ” This is my report. My encounter took place in Oklahoma. On this occasion, there had been a big snowstorm, and nothing was moving on the streets. There weren’t even any tire tracks.
I was about fifteen years old, and worked at a fast-food restaurant about a mile north of this location, and was forced to walk home because my father had called and told me that conditions were so bad he couldn’t get the car out of the drive. The heavy blanket of snow made visibility good, reflecting light as it does. As I cleared some trees to the east, I observed movement to my left through peripheral vision, and looked to my left into the ravine, and saw a figure apparently playing in the snow.
For an instant, I thought that it was a child wearing a dark colored snow suit, but as the moment passed, I became very aware that this was no child. I had a very clear view of it, and could see that it was black, or very close to black, and covered with long hair or fur from head to toe. It was probably around five feet tall, and weighed about 160lbs. The creature continued playing in the snow, bending over at the waist, and throwing snow up into the air with both hands in a wide scooping motion, throwing it up so that it came back down on its head. It also began rolling in the snow.
I felt stark terror at the sight of the thing. I was also very unnerved knowing that I was very far from any residential area, in the early morning, and that there was absolutely no traffic on the road.
The creature was only about thirty to thirty-five yards from me, and I had about an eighth of a mile to clear until I was out of sight of the creature. I thought about running, but I feared that my footfall and rapid motion would catch the thing’s attention and that it would then begin chasing me as is instinctive for a lot of animals.
The point is, I had quite a bit of time to view this thing, and the longer I looked at it, the more I realized that what I was looking at did not fit any rational explanation. Once I was out of sight, and I thought I was out of earshot, I ran as fast and as far as I could.
This area is now a park, Hafer Park, but at the time, nothing was there but a wooded area and the ravine, which is a drainage ditch. Even now, with the park, there is still a good deal of wooded area there.
David A. Farris, author of “Mysterious Oklahoma,” says that locals have dubbed this creature the “skunkape,” reportedly because of its terrible odor. I did not smell anything in this incident, but I have a very poor sense of smell and serious sinus and allergy problems which are routinely exasperated by the cold weather.”
Glen K
(New Jersey) Great encounter! Seems like Bigfoot likes to play in the snow like us! This 15 year old sounded pretty calm,
but I wonder if there’s more to the story. Well, it’s a cold, rainy day here in New Jersey. Perfect day for listening to Sasquatch Chronicles,
and watching reruns of Terror in the Woods, These Woods Have Eyes, and Monsters and Mysteries. Actually Wes stars in one of
those episodes. Anyone remember which one? Back to my viewing. So much to do, so little time.
Linda B
Cold and rainy March day here in NE Kansas. We have four seasons, those which are well known and the Gray Sky season (pretty crumby, hehe). Hafer Park, Okla, on Google is on the edge of town and trails appear to be close to a treeline. Sounds pretty squatchy. I hope this witness can come on the show. That would be so scary! Thank you Wes.
Charles R
Sometimes for all they want to stay hid, they will exhibit bizarre behavior. With no traffic moving, maybe this very young one (judging from size described) wandered out further than normal, or thought it was hidden being in a part of spring creek, and probably did not see the witness. The Bigfoot children just love to play, just like we do, or at least like we did before the electronic gadgets and internet deprived so many from going outdoors much. Edmond, OK gets very little snow, and had this young one grew up in this area, it may never have seen snow, or at least in this amount it could play in, and just got caught up in the moment and was loving it. I remember driving the the I-44 in Oklahoma City, either late Jan. or very early Feb of 1981. The day before I had been in my home of the snowy cold Detroit suburb of Birmingham and was amazed at the 70 degree weather in Tulsa then Oklahoma City and sunshine to boot. Hated those 55 mph speed limits though. What a great sighting to have had.
william g
I think your theory may be spot on,Charles.