Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I’m from the Pacific Northwest, Oregon and I would always go with my buddy out picking cones. Hemlock, cedar and Doug fir cones. We would also go looking for Chantrelle mushrooms that we would sell to get extra money.

We’re always out in the woods. one time him, his wife, their son and I Were going up spirit Mountain near the casino and his wife had to get out and use the restroom. We’re waiting in the van as she comes running back to the van, jumps in the passenger seat, locks the door and asks where’s Mike at? I was sitting behind the driver side like I’m right here. She’s like no you’re not! How’d you get back in the van? I didn’t get out . she says somebody just crossed the road and I’m like telling them to let me out cause I couldn’t open the sliding Van door from the inside. Buddy let me out and we went and explored for a bit and never heard anything.

It was really weird as she’s a non-believer in anything like that And I don’t have the best posture. I guess you’d say. I’m 6 foot with long arms, big hands total crow magnum look to me and the posture of a Sasquatch so for her to ask where I was and say, somebody just crossed the road. We all make fun of it because who else walks like me besides a big foot or wha, really cool. Another incident that happened up on spirit mountain as well. Me and a girlfriend were up there at Southlake. There’s absolutely nobody up there. This is back in 1999 maybe 2000.

I started the campfire as it was getting dark and I went to go do a little night fishing. It was probably about 100 yards away or so from Camp. I had a bobber on and could barely see the float when all of a sudden, about 10 feet to my left, what I thought was a fish jump. I got excited thinking like there’s some fish in here! then I thought maybe it’s a beaver. A couple minutes later I realize it wasn’t a fish or a beaver. There is another big splash only 6 feet to my left. It made the sound of a rock splashing into the water. I decided it was time for me to head to to camp. I didn’t say anything to my girlfriend. I just got into the tent and was thinking about what that might’ve been. Then I hear her talking. That’s when I shouted from the tent.

Who are you talking to? She responded where are you? I was like I’m in the tent. No you’re not you’re standing right next to me. I told her no I’m in the tent. She came running after that. We’re wondering who it was she was talking to. She swore she saw me next to her. We just kind of hung out in the tent and things kept hitting the top of the tent, no big rocks or anything and she was scared asking what is that? To ease her mind I just said they’re leaves falling. I don’t remember how the rest of the night went but I think we both just ended up falling asleep and nothing else happened that night.

Must’ve been adrenaline crash or something cause we were convincing each other that it was a ghost yet we still stayed and I never told her about the rock incident while I was fishing. We did get up and leave the next morning.”