Welcome to the Bigfoot Project. Get comfortable wherever you are
and prepare for stories that blur the line between legend and
reality. In this video, we're going way
back to explore the earliest reports in my entire archive.
These are some of the oldest encounter records I've ever
found. From here, we'll move forward
through time, century by century, all the way up to the
most recent cases in the videos ahead.
This is the full timeline of encounters, starting at the very
beginning. Some of the wording in this
video may feel outdated or uncomfortable to modern ears,
and I want to acknowledge that upfront.
These reports come from a very different time, and the language
used reflects the area in which they were written.
I'm sharing them as historical accounts, not as current
viewpoints. Please keep in mind the context
of the period as you listen. Native tells of his abduction by
hairy giants Nespelem, Washington, circa 1670.
A Nespelem native who disappeared while hunting with a
group about one year ago was found today at about the same
spot he had been last seen. When approached, he was simply
standing with his arms folded and his eyes staring straight
ahead as if in a trance. By his side was a dog that had
been trained to bark once in mourning and then to remain
silent. Upon regaining his senses, the
native told of being captured and held prisoner by a group of
hairy giants. He stated that he was not
physically harmed by the creatures and shared their food
and cedar bark shelters almost as an equal.
He described his captors as hunters of great physical
prowess, able to scamper up steep slopes or to shoulder
heavy loads of game. Although not allowed to go
hunting with them, he was allowed to travel around the
mountains at night. He said they used whistling
noises to communicate while hunting or on the move.
Apparently the creatures also possess some sort of hypnotic
powers. As he stated, they put him into
a trance before taking him to the spot where he was found.
The dog by his side was a gift. Jesuit priest reports native
fear of mystery animal. Natchez, Ms. December 26th,
1721. Father Pierre Francois Xavier de
Charlevoix recently arrived reports of agreed alarm in the
settlement. Last evening he was told that
there was in the neighborhood a beast of unknown species of
extraordinary bulk, and whose cry did not in the least
resemble that of any known animal.
However, when he questioned the natives, none had actually seen
the creature. They estimated its size and
strength from the fact that it had carried off some sheep and
calves. Father Pierre suggested that the
creature was probably a large wolf, but none could be
persuaded in this regard. The creature was hurt again and
the natives ran out armed with whatever weapons they could
find, but it was to no purpose. Bothersome Bear just does not
like people. Northern Vermont, 1759.
A strange bear in this region has been bothering people for
years. He destroys fences, rips up
gardens, frightens cows and sheep, tromps through cornfields
and caused no end of mayhem. He's a huge bear, which people
say always runs on his hind legs, never on all fours.
Recently, Major Robert Rogers and his Ranger unit was
reportedly harassed by the creature near Mosquito Bay.
It tossed pine cones and nuts at them from nearby trees and
ledges. Indians have a name for the
creature Weejuck or Wetskin. Wildman, seen in local woods.
Lasso, Wisconsin, circa 1764. A Wildman has been reported in
local woods. He is said to be very tall,
strongly built, hairy like a bear, active as a lizard, and
perfectly harmless. His delight is in coarsing the
sheep and dispensing them, uttering loud peals of laughter
at the confusion he creates. Sometimes the shepherds send
their dogs after him, but he never suffered them to come up
with him. Nothing is known or has been
traced respecting his history. It is assumed he is some child
left by accident or design in that savage solitude, where,
like Orson, some bear nourished him, but never found a Valentine
to restore him to humanity. About 20 years ago a young girl
was found in the same forest. She was captured and placed in a
hospital, where she died a short time later.
New World Wildman arrives in France January 4th, 1784.
There has lately arrived in France from America a Wildman
who was caught in the woods 200 miles back from the Lake of the
Woods by a party of Indians. They had seen him several times,
but he was so swift afoot that they could by no means get up
with him. He is near 7 feet tall, covered
with hair, but has little appearance of understanding, and
is remarkably sullen and subdued.
When he was taken, half a bear was found lying by him, whom he
had just killed. Note It appears from this
article that the reporter actually saw the creature when
it arrived in France. No follow up stories have come
to light to my knowledge. Bickerstaff's Almanac.
What's that on the cover? Boston, MA 1785 Bickerstaff's
Boston Almanac for the year depicts some sort of monkey man
or hairy man on the cover. What we don't know is why this
image was chosen. Natives, however, have for many
years spoken of a giant hairy man, sometimes seen in the
forest. Perhaps herein lies the answer.
New World natives expressed dread of monstrous creatures.
Nootka Sound, British Columbia, 1792 Jose Mariano Mozzino, a
naturalist on a Spanish voyage of exploration, reported that
native people on the Pacific Coast of North America have a
strong belief in terrifying creatures called matlocks that
are said to inhabit the vast forest there.
Mozino stated. I don't know what to say about
Matlock's inhabitant of the mountainous district of who all
have unbelievable terror. They native people imagine his
body as very monstrous, all covered with stiff black
bristles, a head similar to a human one but with much greater,
sharper and stronger fangs than those of the bear, extremely
long arms and toes and fingers armed with long curved claws.
His shouts alone, they say, force those who hear them to the
ground, and any unfortunate body he slaps is broken into 1000
pieces. Almas were said to have
medicinal properties. Peking, China, 1700s.
A medical book originally written and produced in Tibet
many years ago using primitive methods has been printed here
using up to date processes. The book is entitled Anatomical
Dictionary for Recognizing Various Diseases.
It contains drawings of beasts, birds, reptiles, insects and
other animals and plants with an account of their medicinal value
to man. There is also a drawing of the
Almus just as the creature is believed to appear.
The caption for this drawing reads the man animal lives in
the mountains. His origins is close to that of
the bear. His body resembles that of a
man, and he has enormous strength.
His meat may be eaten to treat mental diseases, and his gull
cures jaundice. There's no mention in the book
of any mythological creatures. Note in that all of the
creatures shown in the book are recognized real creatures.
The inference here is that the Olmus was also real.
The original book, which is very old, consists of long narrow
strips printed by a woodblock process and bound together.
It is housed in the Gandin Lamisserie at Yulon Batur, the
capital of Mongolia. It was examined by an
anthropologist who later found a copy of the work printed in
Peking. The book was reprinted about 100
years after the first edition. The reference in the reprinted
work changes the word man animal to Wildman.
Old Slippery Skin, a bear that walks like a man, troubles
settlers, outsmarts all who pursue him.
Vermont early 1800s settlers and others throughout Morgan,
Maidstone, Lemington, and Victory report trouble with a
mischievous, cunning super bear nicknamed Old Slippery Skin.
The creature walks on 2 legs and outwits farmers and others who
pursues him. Vermont Governor Jonas Galusha
recently LED a hunting party in hopes of shooting slippery skin,
but was unsuccessful. A group of hunters tracking the
animal near Morgan reported that the bear had cleverly
backtracked on its prints before sending a large tree rolling
down a mountainside toward the party, which then gave up the
search. Monster Tracks.
Puzzle Explorer. Geographer Jasper Present Sight
of Alberta January 7th, 1811 Geographer and explorer David
Thompson reported the discovery of highly unusual footprints
found in snow near here. The snow was about 6 inches deep
on ice and the prints measured about 14 inches long by 8 inches
wide at the widest point. There were four large toes about
four inches long and each had a short claw.
The ball of the foot sank 3 inches lower than the toes.
The Prince were headed in a southerly direction and Thompson
estimated that they had been made about 6 hours before his
arrival. He believes the Prince are those
of some monstrous bear. Note it is unlikely the tracks
found by Thompson were those of a Sasquatch.
Generally this creature has five toes and claws are not evident.
However, other 4 toed tracks had been found, although I know of
only one other case where claws or nails were indicated in
possible Bigfoot tracks. Unfortunately, Thompson does not
indicate whether the prints were those of a creature with two or
four legs. Nevertheless, as he mentions,
there are possible bear prints. 4 legs are indicated a monster
animal. He was 7 feet high, covered with
hair and walked erect. Tugalo River Area, South
Carolina, circa 1816, a native hunting party reported shooting
a monster animal in this region that was most unlike other
animals. One of the hunters related that
after establishing a camp east of the Tugalo River, they all
went hunting, leaving a deer they had killed the evening
previous at camp. At night when they returned to
camp the deer was gone, and the next day the same thing was
repeated. They then decided to leave an
old Indian to guard the camp and see what was happening with
their deer. That day the old Indian saw a
monster animal come and carry off the deer and was afraid to
make any attempt to kill the monster, which was about 7 feet
high and walked erect like a man, hairy all over, and its
mouth was in the chin and great claws on the fingers and toes.
The next day all seven of the Indians stayed at camp, and as
usual the monster came, gathered up the deer and started off when
one of them fired at it, the ball taking effect in the back.
The animal dropped the deer and turned and started toward them,
when the other six poured A volley into its breast and it
fell dead. About 3 hours after that the
Indians heard a noise like someone hollowing about a mile
distant. The Indians left the camp and
called on the posse for protection, a party of whites on
horses with all the dogs they could get.
They went in search of the other animal and found it.
It was like the one the Indians had killed and putting the dogs
after it. When it appeared insight the
animal would run, but it would whip every dog they could get to
attack it. The party pursued it to the
river and at 2 jumps it went across where it was then shot.
Note the original time frame place on this article was during
the time the Indians were in the South.
The area where the incident took place was home to the Cherokees
who gave up their lands in treaties signed in 1777 and
1816. I have arbitrarily placed the
incident at circa 1816. Wild animal like a baboon seen
Apalachicola, Florida, June 1818 The Apalachic Gazette states
that the habitation of some unknown animal has just been
discovered in the upper part of Apalachicola, which has given
rise to many strange conjectures.
It is said by those who sought to resemble somewhat the baboon,
and for the size of the nest it is judged to be 5 feet in height
and a carnivorous description, as many bones were found about
the premise. The nest was nicely made of
loose cotton between several bales.
Another wonder. Sacketts Harbour, New York,
August 30th, 1818. Reports say that in the vicinity
of Ellisburg was seen on the 30th by a gentleman of
unquestionable veracity, an animal resembling the Wildman of
the woods. It is stated that he came from
the woods within a few rods of this gentleman, that he stood
and looked at him, and then took his flight in a direction which
gave a perfect view of him for some time.
He is described as bending forward when running hairy, and
the heel of the foot narrow, spreading at the toes.
Hundreds of persons have been in pursuit for several days, but
nothing further is heard or seen of him.
The frequent and positive manner in which this story comes
induces us to believe it. We wish not to impeach the
veracity of this highly favoured gentleman.
Yet it is proper that such naturally improbable accounts
should be established by the mouth of at least two direct
eyewitnesses, to entitle them to credit.
Native art depicts cannibal monster.
Northern Carolina, 1820 David Cusick, a Tuscarora native, has
depict what he terms a cannibal monster in one of his unique
drawings. In his artwork, shown here, the
ominous creature is seen watching a native woman parching
acorns. It was frightened away because
it thought the woman was eating red hot coals.
Natives have long believed in the existence of such creatures
and often depict them in their art.
Note This drawing is probably the earliest that depicts what
appears to be the Sasquatch other than petroglyphs and
pictographs. Mountain Monster mystifies
Huntsman Appalachian Mountains May 10th, 1829 Massage Browning
A Huntsman tells of a strange encounter with an unusual beast
while out hunting in the local mountains.
Browning stated. I saw a bear coming to his
feeding place and such a looking animal I've never seen in my
life. It was long and tall and his
back bowed up like a fighting hog.
His legs looked like a naked man's arms and he walked along
as if he scarcely felt the ground.
In fact he was the poorest looking beast I had ever seen.
He came out until he reached the tracks which I had made in the
fore part of the day. When he broke off I sent 2 good
dogs after him, and in a few minutes they were out of
hearing, but in an hour or two the dogs were turned completely
tired. Browning recounted another
incident that night or early morning, this time concerning an
unusual forest sound. He tells us sometime late in the
night I was awakened by the most frightful noise I had ever heard
in my life. It was loud and harsh as the
lowing of an ox, and seemed to echo from the other side of the
hill on which I was camped, and the whole space above seemed to
resound with the noise. It continued for 20 minutes as
near I could judge, and seemed to die away by degrees until all
was again quiet. I suppose then, and yet think
that it was caused by two old male Panthers which had met and
gone into a fight, and being of the cat species they made a
similar noise, only much stronger and coarser.
But I cannot say for certain what animal made the noise.
Was Ohio an abode of giants? Morrill County, Ohio, 1829.
Construction workers building the new hotel in Chesterville
are all abuzz this morning after making an unusual discovery.
The workers dug into a nearby native burial ground to get
material for making bricks and uncovered a large human
skeleton. Particularly noteworthy was the
jawbone, which was larger than the jaw of a notably large jawed
local citizen. A local physician examined the
cranium and reported that it was proportionately larger and had
more teeth than the white race of today.
The skeleton was taken to Mansfield for further
examination. Note this skeleton has since
been lost in history, most likely in an unmarked box in
some museum storage room. There may be some connection
here with the giant skeleton found in Yosemite Valley in 1895
and the giant bones found in the Lovelock Cave area, Lovelock,
Nevada in 1911. Rare specimen of American
antiquity. New York, March 1831.
Benjamin Harding of Missouri claims to have uncovered the
skeleton of a giant while in the western country.
He wrote to a Doctor Mitchell informing of his discovery.
The following is an extract from his letter, which is dated
Missouri, March 16th, 1831. Respected Sir, permit me to
commune with you on the subject of a natural American relic of
antiquity. It is the skeleton of an
individual of the human race, measuring nearly 10 feet, which
I have discovered in the western country.
Should you think it's worthy of a place among the rarities of
the land, be pleased to inform me.
The Fredonian Sensor, New York reported on the find as follows.
From this account we can see that the location was in
Mississippi, New York, May 18th, 1831.
A human skeleton measuring nearly 10 feet in length was
discovered in Mississippi a short time since by Mr. Benjamin
Harding. There were giants in the land of
those days. Note.
Unfortunately, we do not have anything further connected with
this find. However, it is information like
this that leads some researchers to believe that such remains are
in an old crate marked bones of some sort in a state museum,
basement or storage room. Strange erect creature seen in
Himalayas Himalayas, circa 1832 Native hunters in this region
reported that they encountered an erect, tailless creature with
long dark hair all over its body.
Believing that it was a demon, the hunters fled in terror.
It is thought the creature was an orangutan.
Fast forward, This incident was reported in 1832 by BH Hodgson,
a British Resident of the Court of Nepal.
Hodgkin stated that he and his native hunters were collecting
specimens in a northern Nepal province.
The natives told them they had the encounter.
He subsequently wrote an article containing the information in
the Journal of the Asiatic Society of Bengal.
This was probably the first reference in English to the
existence of a strange erect creature in the Himalayas.
Saint Francis, Poinsett and Greene Counties, Arkansas, 1834.
A hair covered creature of gigantic size has been seen in
these counties by sportsmen and hunters.
There's no speculation on what the oddity may be, but it is
very different from other animals common to this area.
Natives express belief in giants Washington State circa 1835 The
Spokane natives in Eastern Washington have expressed the
belief that a race of giants inhabits a certain mountain in
this region situated to the West that is continually covered with
snow. They say it frequently steals
their salmon, which it eats raw and is identified by its 18 inch
long footprints. They have learned to know when
it is near because of its intolerable odour.
Whistling wild boy of the Woods, Southwest Bridgewater, August
1837. There is considerable talk about
a strange animal said to have been seen in this area.
Although the individual who described the animal persisted
in declaring that he had seen it, and was at first
considerably frightened by it, the story was heard and looked
upon more as food for the marvellous than as having any
foundation in fact. He represented the animal as we
have it through a third person, as having the appearance of a
child 7 or 8 years old, though somewhat slimmer and covered
entirely in hair. He saw while picking berries,
walking toward him erect and whistling like a person.
After recovering from his fright he is said to have pursued it,
but it ran off with such speed, whistling as it went, that he
could not catch it. He said it ran like the devil,
and continued to call it after that name.
Hairy Whistling. Wild boy dodges bullets, Silver
Lake Township, Pennsylvania, 1837.
A youth, some 16 years old, working in the backwoods near
the New York State line is greatly perturbed over an
unusual incident. He heard someone approaching
him, whistling merrily, whom he took for his younger brothers.
It approached within about 16 feet and stopped, whereupon the
youth looked upon it. To his amazement and utter
shock, he gazed at something that had the appearance of a
human, but was covered in black hair.
In size it was about the same size as his six or seven-year
old younger brother. The youth had a gun, but it was
some distance away. He quickly ran over, got the
weapon and fired at the creature, but was trembling so
much that he couldn't hold the gun still.
Just as he fired, the creature stepped behind a tree and then
darted off, whistling in the same manner as it approached.
The youth's father stated that his son was greatly frightened
by the incident. At a number of times during the
afternoon when thinking about the animal he had seen, the
youth would burst out crying. Ape like creature and Cubs
captured along Mississippi River Upper Mississippi River April
1st, 1839 Mr. Robert Lincoln of Boston and his timber survey
crew, Western Lumber Company recently captured 3 unusual ape
like creatures along the Mississippi River.
The creatures, one adult and two Cubs, were encountered during
surveillance for lumbering prospects in the area.
As it happened, the adult creature was sighted a couple of
times and Lincoln gave orders to capture it alive if possible.
As he was giving his orders, the creature appeared at some
distance and Lincoln observed it with his pocket glass.
Lincoln estimated its height at between 8:00 and 9:00 feet.
The group pursued the creature, which at one point turned upon
them, so Lincoln shot it in the calf of the leg with buckshot.
The creature was bound and taken back to camp.
The next morning, 2 Cubs, about 3 feet high and very similar to
the large creature, wandered into the camp.
The Cubs were captured without resistance, and when the adult
creature saw that it reacted violently.
Lincoln took the creatures to Boston, where he invited Boston
Times people to see them. A Times reporter and old
acquaintance of Mr. Lincoln went with other newspaper people down
to Lincoln's rooms to examine the creatures.
The reporter provided the following description of the
adult creature. He is a horrid looking creature,
and reminds us very strongly of the fabled satyrs as we have
pictured them to our own mind. He is about 8 feet 3 inches high
when standing erect, and his frame is of gigantic proportions
in every part. His legs are not straight, but
like those of other 4 footed animals, and his whole body is
covered with a hide very much like that of a cow.
His arms are very large and long, and I'll proportioned.
It does not appear from his manner that he ever walked on
all fours. The fingers and toes are mere
bunches armed with stout claws. His head is covered with thick,
coarse black hair, like the mane of a horse.
The appearance of his countenance, if such it may be
called, is very disgusting, say almost horrible.
It is covered with a thinner and lighter coat of hair than the
rest of its body. There is no appearance of
eyebrows. The mouth is very large and
wide, and similar to that of a baboon.
His eyes are dull and heavy, and there's no indication of cunning
or activity about them. Mr. Lincoln says he is beyond
dispute carnivorous, as he universally rejects bread and
vegetables and eats flesh with great avidity.
He thinks he is one of the orangutan species, but from what
we can see we are inclined to consider him a wild animal,
somewhat resembling a man. He is, to say the least, one of
the most extraordinary creatures that has ever been brought
before the public from any part of the earth or the waters under
the earth, and we believe will prove a difficult puzzle to the
scientific. He lies down like a brute, and
does not appear to possess more instinct than common domestic
animals. He is now quite tame and quiet,
and is only confined by a stout chain attached to his legs.
It is Mr. Lincoln's intention to submit these animals to the
inspection of the scientific for a few days, in order to
ascertain what they are, and after that to dispose of them to
some person for exhibition. Mr. Lincoln himself will return
to Saint Peter's in the course of two or three weeks.
Wild Child Fish Lake, Indiana, December 4th, 1839 Strange as it
may appear, it is currently reported, and very generally
believed, that a wild child or lad is now running at large
among the Sandhills, round and in the vicinity of Fish Lake.
It is reported to be about four feet high and covered with a
light coat of chestnut colored hair.
It runs with great velocity, and when pursued, as has often been
the case, it sets up the most frightful and hideous yells, and
seems to make efforts at speaking.
It has been seen during the summer months running along the
Lakeshore, apparently in search of frogs and fish, and appears
to be very fond of the water, for it will plunge into Fish
Lake and swim with great velocity, all the time whining
piteously. Natives complain of bigfooted,
foul smelling thieves. Spokane, WA 1840.
Some kind of creature has local natives upset and constantly on
guard. Whatever it is steals fish from
their Nets, leaving footprints about 18 inches long and an
intolerable odor that lingers in the area.
Warriors kill strange creature. Junction of the Yass and Marum
Bridge, rivers, Australia, circa 1840.
Harry Williams of Nungowal reported seeing a large group of
warriors kill a strange creature, now considered a
yowie, on a hillside. They dragged it down the hill by
its ankles. He described it as like an
Aborigine, but covered all over with Gray hair.
Race up a different species reported in Pacific Coast
Wilderness, Mount Saint Helens area March 26th, 1847.
Explorer and artist Paul Kane arrived in the Mount Saint
Helens area today and was surprised to learn that the
mountain has never been visited by Europeans or native people in
the past. He tells us that the natives
believe the mountain is inhabited by a race of beings of
a different species called Skookums who are cannibals.
The natives hold these creatures in great dread, so do not
venture too near the mountain. These stories come from one of
their people who went to the mountain with another and
escaped the fate of his companion, who was killed and
eaten by a skookum. Cain offered a considerable
bribe to any native who would accompany him into the area, but
none were Hardy enough to go with him.
In 1980, Mount Saint Helens erupted, totally changing the
entire landscape. The mountain is still restless
and another eruption is expected.
The whole region continues to be a prime area for Sasquatch
related incidents. One can easily see how it became
forbidden territory for early First Nations people.
Fearless Dogs Fear Hairy Man Cunningham's Creek, Australia,
circa 1848 A shepherd in the employ of W Sutton claimed that
he saw a hairy man in a scrub north of here.
He said that it walked upright and that his dogs, which haunted
everything insight, ran back from the creature with their
tails between their legs. Odd Critter seen in Swamp Eagle,
Oklahoma, May 1849 Mr. Bascombe, commonly known as One Eyed
Bascombe, reported that he saw an odd critter in the swamps
southwest to hear that he could not identify.
It had a stooped posture, long arms, and was covered in grayish
black hair. It fled in a strangely loping
gait. Curious Creature Visits Trappers
Mount Cadaddan, Maine early 1800s A local trapper named
Chloe reports that Mount Caddan appears to be the home of a
highly unusual inhabitant. While camping near a lake with a
friend. Khloe stated that a man like
creature covered in hair approached their camp at night
and then simply walked away. The next day at dawn, the same
creature was seen standing on a rock by a small island in the
lake. Khloe referred to the creature
as Pamula, the Indian Devil, a name he apparently heard from
others. Ape of some sort influenced
Native art British Columbia, Canada, circa 1850 A Niska
native artist living in the Nass River area of northern British
Columbia has created a ceremonial mask that appears to
depict an ape or monkey of some sort.
As there are no wild creatures of this nature in North America,
we are left to wonder as to the source of the imagery.
A possible explanation might lie in sightings or stories of a
giant hairy ape like creature that is said to inhabit the
forests. Note the mask was collected by
Lieutenant GT Evans in about 1914 and is said to date back to
the mid 1800s. In documentation accompanying
the mask, Evans wrote that it represented a mythical being
found in the woods and called today a monkey.
It has been determined in 2004 that the Niska native people
hold a strong belief in mountain monkeys.
This is odd because British Columbia's climate is hardly
suitable for any known monkey. Certainly few monkeys, if any,
had been brought into the area back in the mid 1800s as pets of
fur traders or other travellers. Marjorie Halpin, assistant
professor at the Anthropology department at the University of
British Columbia, prepared a paper on the mask that was
published in 1980. She is quoted as follows.
A good way to begin is by attempting A zoological
classification of the creature represented in the Peabody Mask.
According to physical anthropologist Rde Mashpee, it
does not resemble any known species of primate closely
enough to be identified as a zoologically verifiable animal.
It does have primate attributes, 4 of which are especially
noteworthy, the brow ridges, the shape of the nose, the distance
between the base of the nose and the upper lip, and the
prognathic chinless lower face. The brow ridges appear from the
photographs to be bow shaped and sharply delineated from the
forehead, a form replicated in many monkey species.
And quite unlike those of man, Fossil.
Or recent The dished out nose with its rounded, somewhat
laterally directed nares is striking and is perhaps the best
single monkey like feature of the mask.
While the larger mobile upper lip is prominent in apes, it is
also characteristic of numerous monkeys.
The prognathism of the lower face and its lack of a chin also
strongly evoke the non human primates.
Such identification is, however, counter reacted by the lack of
large canines which are characteristic of every other
primate except man. Comparing these and other
attributes with those of both Old and New World primates,
McPhee concludes that except for the absence of prominent
canines, if the mask represents a monkey, the most likely model
would be found among the short faced monkeys of the Old World.
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Humboldt County, California. I was about 10 or 11 years old,
my brother 15 months older and a friend my age.
I'm now 53 years old. We lived in the countryside
outside of Eureka, CA. We went fishing at the end of
our rural Rd. old Hansen Rd. As kids would do, we wandered
off in the woods and found an old logging Rd. that we decided
to walk up. About 15 minutes up the road we
heard a noise in the woods on the other side of the road.
We huddled together and waited to see who was there.
We saw a. Creature on the other side in
the trees. We began to run back down the
road and the creature kept pace with us although we knew due to
the size it could easily go faster.
It stayed in the brush and trees and when it would get ahead of
us it would stop and watch us but never came across the road,
just followed and watched from across the road.
When we reached the centre of clearing on Hanson's property we
stopped and looked again. It was no longer there.
About two years ago I asked my brother if he remembered the
incident. Thinking was something I had
just imagined and he said just as wide eyed as that day.
Yes, it was real. As I think back on it now, I
feel that it was very curious of us, although we were very scared
at the time. It was about 7 feet tall with a
very. Large build and covered with
hair, it walked upright with long strides.
The hair colour was reddish brown and although we were
within 100 feet of it, we can't remember any facial details.
This was a long time ago where I grew up in Northern California.
I lived in a small town called Pearcy.
This encounter was located in a small milltown called Myers
Flat. Two friends and I were hunting
up an old logging Rd. roughly 2 miles up the mountain across the
Eel River from town. I was far ahead of my friends
and decided to scare them as they came up the trail.
So I climbed up some rock cliffs for a better advantage and
settled down within some huckleberry bushes to wait for
my. Friends.
After things quieted down, I noticed a heavy smell and
started looking around. The breeze was blowing straight
from the brush behind me and I felt the hair on my nose start
to rise up. My 2 friends were nowhere
insight. I noticed a small movement in
the Berry bushes right behind me.
I stood up ready to run when this thing stood up also.
It didn't hesitate but turned and walked off into the brush.
I heard trees snapping and the crunch of dry leaves echo away
as I ran back to my friends who were still 200 yards away.
After I calmed down we went back to the spot to look for some
sign. They believed I saw a bear, but
I know what I saw. We found where something was
squatted down and stripping berries.
I had disturbed its meal. Small trees were just broken off
about four feet from the ground. As this thing made its retreat,
the creature. Walked on 2 legs with two long
hairy arms. It had big shoulders but an
overall medium build. No details of the face can be
remembered. The colour of the hair was
medium brown and the creature was more than 6 feet tall.
The creature walked straight through the thick brush, not
around it. I grew up on the mountain along
the Eel River Kings Range. I cannot tell you the exact year
that I had this sighting. Not sure if I was 11 or 12 and
that would put it at 62 through 64.
I was below our house and I used to go down to the spring and
just hang out. I got halfway down and looked
across and there was this big ape looking at me.
It is still so clear as that moment.
I do know that I left first and never said a word to anyone
about what I saw. Our house burned down in 67 or
68 and we moved to Eureka when my sister and I became adults.
I told her what I saw that day and she started crying.
She had experienced the same thing, only she had gone down at
the spring and he was above her on the log.
I moved back to the home place the spring of 72 and everything
was fine. I lived there with my son and at
that time whoever needed a place.
That fall everyone pretty much left and as the nightly custom I
would build a fire and my son and I would sit around it and
eat. We had no electricity or
anything. That hillside always rang with
birdsong, never a quiet moment. That night there was silence and
a weird feeling came over me like eyes were watching.
I grabbed my son and a few clothes and we hiked down to the
nearest house. I never went back there to live.
It scared me that bad. There's a lot more stories I
could tell you about this mountain, but I will leave that
for later. I know what I saw that day and I
know the feelings that I had years later.
I would like to say that this was 40 acres that I grew up on
and always felt safe. After that night, I never got
that feeling back again. Something changed.
Me and four other boys had found an old logging cabin about 3
miles up in the woods for Myers Flats and used this old shelter
for several summers. One night, the last one, we were
all camping for the weekend in this old place that we had fixed
up. After cooking the evening meal,
we had all eaten and went to bed.
Sometime during the night I was awakened by a huffing sound.
I woke one of the other boys up and we listened to something
slowly working its way all around the outside of the cabin.
We woke up the three others and all listened.
Whatever it was outside was poking at the old rotted boards
around the bottom of the shack. We could hear.
It shuffle around and pry at some of the boards.
Finally it moved around to the front door which was only about
5 feet high and Butch got my old 22 rifle and said open the door.
I did not want to open the door but did anyway.
Whatever it was was standing right in front of the opening
but because it was dark all we could see were hairy legs.
Butch fired the 22 and this thing screamed and spun around
and took off. Needless to say we were scared
to death. We heard two or three heavy
thuds and then everything was quiet.
We tried to sleep but ended up huddled together in the middle
of the floor the rest of the night.
The next morning we went out as a group and searched the ground.
There was a tore up place where this thing spun around and about
3 or 4 indentations in the ground where it took off.
There was no blood on the ground anywhere.
We picked up and never went back.
A friend and I were on our way to the mouth of the Klamath
River area to fish on a friend's boat and pulled off the.
Highway at Stoney Lagoon approximately 3 to 4 miles South
of Orrick, California. We went W over a small hill and
down to a camping area. Almost on the beach, passing
through 2 to 300 feet of brush and trees, we parked our
motorcycles 10 or so feet apart and built a small fire and
unrolled our sleeping bags. There was a bright moon over the
ocean West of the beach. About 100 feet West of us.
And 30 or so feet from the water a large human like form was
trotting S down the beach. My buddy yelled at him or it to
come join us. It kept on going.
We took our flashlight and went down to the beach.
Don't know what made the Prince but they looked like they were
at least 6 inches wide and at least 12 if not 14 inches long,
maybe longer. We went back to the fire and my
friend heard noises in the brush behind us.
He shined the light in the Bush and said he saw eyes.
We rolled our bags. And lost no time leaving.
The prints in the sand were a good 10 feet apart.
This sighting happened between Salyer and Willow Creek on Hwy.
299. The creature entered the roadway
from the driver's side and crossed in three casual,
unhurried steps. It stepped first with its right
foot and as it took its second step with the left foot, it
slightly turned its waist, a little more of the shoulders and
then a pronounced turn of a visible neck to look at the
witness. The witness was a straight A
student and has an incredible memory.
She said it looked almost exactly like a cross of the
stills of the Patterson Gimlin film and the life-size
recreation of Gigantopithecus with the man in glasses standing
next to it in Los Angeles. If you're familiar with the
photos of the Giganto, she said the arms were exactly like that
and the colouring and hair length is spot on.
The entire body was covered in hair or fur, with it being much
thicker and longer on the head, beard, neck, arms and shoulders,
and shorter on the chest, back and legs.
The only place with no hair was the eye sockets, which were
recessed under a heavy simian brow.
The hair was shaggy and darker on the chest and the face with a
rusty hue, while the arms were lighter, kind of a dirty blonde.
The nose was somewhat small and very human looking.
The hands were almost extremely human looking with the palms
facing inward and the thumb sticking out at approximately a
70° angle while the fingers were extended.
She has since looked at various primates in several zoos and
none had hands that looked as human as this creatures.
It stepped with the left leg and arms swinging in perfect
synchronicity forward, and the same with the right arm and leg,
as opposed to humans who stepped left foot, right arm
simultaneously. The creature was very fluid and
unhurried. She got the feeling that this
creature was very accustomed to humans and had a very confident
look about itself, not surprised or scared.
The witness was certain it was an adult male of at least 8 feet
in height. While the legs were long, the
chest was proportionately longer and very robust and blocky with
no discernible waist. It was also slightly hunched
forward at the waist. This occurred September 1st,
1991. We were in the Klamath National
Forest, West of the Klamath River.
We had followed the river north till we found a feeder stream
and headed West. We saw a form walking upright at
a. Distance of 200 plus yards.
We were a little. Excited, well more like scared
spitless. There was enough light to just
make out that whatever it was, was moving on 2 legs.
We found where it had gouged out the soft.
Earth on the stream it crossed. No discernible footprints, but
whatever made the gouge was big. We had to guess at the length
over 19 inches. It was longer than the tip of my
extended. Fingers to my elbow.
The grass going across the Meadow didn't allow for
footprints but was pressed down. Several hours later.
We didn't follow the trail towards the trees.
It had been watching us for around 15 minutes, give or take
five. I was asleep when my friend woke
me up. Said he heard something moving
above us on the exposed rock above our camp.
He had his nine millimetre in hand and was a little.
Wound up we listened to it move around with the occasional skip
like someone was jumping a short distance to another rock.
It moved behind us, then down into the Meadow that surrounded
the stream we were camping on. We saw it cross the stream and
slip as it went across the other side.
It moved across the Meadow at a quartering angle away from us
and into the tree line. We know it wasn't a bear.
We had several run insurance with bears trying to get our
food cash at night in Yosemite. Once we calmed down, we
discussed what we think we saw. We both came to the same
conclusion. I know we didn't hallucinate.
Our eyes had time to. Adjust before we finally got a
visual of it moving across the Meadow.
We stayed awake until we had enough light to look the area
over quickly and then beat feet out of there.
While on vacation driving down from Seattle, we stopped and
camped at KOA Fortuna, July 1992.
On this trip was my wife and three children.
We decided to get an early start the next day so we could drive
through Humboldt Redwoods State Park with little or no traffic
to enjoy the landscape without too much distraction.
We packed up and drove southbound as we approached an
area of Hwy. 101 where the Eel. River makes a large bend toward
the highway. I saw a movement down by the
river. My vantage point was above the
animal I saw and I was driving slowly.
What I saw was a human like creature walking slowly away
from the river across a rocky sandbar towards the forest.
The colour appeared to be a reddish brown.
The creature walked with the same apparent gait as the
creature seen in the Patterson film.
It wasn't a bear. Bears don't walk with an
apparent human type gait. I talked to my.
Wife after driving several miles down the road and prior to me
asking her if she'd seen anything unusual, she said yes.
Later on, my daughter, who was sitting in the back, also said
she saw the same creature. I'm a law enforcement officer
and know that I saw Bigfoot. There is no doubt about that.
In the summer of 1993 or 94, I had been riding horses with
three other friends on the Six Hour Loop trail and stopped for
lunch where the outhouse is located at the One Day Trail
junction. We were all.
Sitting at the picnic table having lunch and was hearing
much crashing in the brush. Not really unusual sounds, for
there are elk everywhere in the park.
We did notice, however, that a bear or something had an awfully
good time with the outhouse toilet paper, as it was strung
all over the place. We're all sitting there having
lunch and I decided that I wanted to go see where the elk
were, maybe see a big bull. So I got on my horse and rode
down to where the noise and the trail is cut out on the logging
road and a Creek crosses through a culvert to the other side of
the road. And the water forms a small pool
before moving on down to the larger Creek below.
I could not tell you how long I was sitting there on my horse
watching this creature not more than 30 feet away trying to get
a drink of water out of the pool.
It was a challenge as the sides to the pool were fairly steep.
At first I thought it was a man, then a monkey and at last my
brain registered what I was looking at.
Then I seen the fingernail and it was black and human, like I
was looking at an adolescent, maybe baby Bigfoot.
It never had a chance to turn and to look at me as the horse I
was on kept getting more and more upset the longer that I
stayed there. I ran back on my horse to my
friends and told them in a stuttered manner what I had
seen. Just by the way I was acting,
they knew something was up because I've been in the woods
on. Horseback almost half of my
life. They immediately followed me
back to the place where I had seen what I described as a young
adolescent Bigfoot. My friends didn't see the
creature, but they heard it as it walked away and seen the
ferns moving as it rustled through them on its way down the
hill to the larger Creek. Never heard any sounds from him
or her. My friend was going to follow it
and I cautioned her because I believe that mum was probably
close by. The crashing in the brush we
heard was not made by the adolescent looking creature, it
was made by something much larger.
The creature was silver grey and had medium length hair like a
bear, black human like fingernails, human like hands.
I seen its thumb was totally covered in hair from top to
bottom. I never got to see its face, it
was always looking down. I never told anyone about this
sighting and made my friends promise not to say anything for
quite a while. I explained that this was a
young animal and to allow me to get this close was inexperience
and if I could get that close on a.
Horse. Then someone could get that
close with a gun. It was not long after that that
there was a news report about a son and a father seeing a
Bigfoot cross the road near Prairie Creek State Park.
The news report was within a couple of weeks of my sighting,
but I still kept my sighting to myself.
It was a typical winter afternoon in Humboldt County.
It was raining intermittently and the river was on the rise
and becoming too turbid to fish. But I wanted to catch another
steel before the river blew out, so I drove down to the river
bar. I parked about 30 yards away
from the river's edge. On a dirt Rd. surrounded by
dense willows, I turned off the car and opened the door.
Immediately I heard two bellows that seemed far off.
I initially thought that it was local kids.
The sound was similar to the bugle of a bull elk.
I used to work as a horse patrol park Ranger on the eastern slope
of the Rockies in Rocky Mountain National Park.
I kept visitors away from the elk.
In addition, I have frequently heard elk bugle near Oreck,
California. I know the bugle of an elk.
That's not what this was. Well, I didn't think much of it,
so I got my waders on and proceeded to the river's edge.
I waded into my thigh and began fishing, moving slowly
downstream. The river was probably about 50
yards wide and nearly at bank full.
About 10 minutes went by and I noticed a dark figure downstream
and across the river, seemingly standing behind a large root
wad. I could see what I thought was a
head and shoulders of a bear or something.
It was drizzling and I couldn't focus on it.
At first I wasn't sure it was an animal.
I thought it might be just. Part of the root.
WAD as I fished downstream, I worked my way directly across
from it and looked at it again. I looked right into its eyes.
They were dark. It didn't move.
I then saw another to its left. I could see its body from the
thigh up. It didn't move.
It was looking slightly downstream and I couldn't see
its eyes. These things look taller than a
man, had flat faces and large round eyes.
Their shoulders were broad and their arms were long.
They were mostly covered in hair, although the one on the
left seemed to have bald spots on its chest area like mange.
They stood still, never once moved.
I kept fishing and tried to work downstream of them to a tail out
where I could cross and sneak up on them to get a closer look.
The river was too high. As I worked back upstream, I
noticed a cocoon shaped object perched on the root wad.
Overhanging the river's edge, it was shaped like a football, but
it was probably 4 feet long and 2 1/2 feet in diameter.
This cocoon thing appeared to be neatly wrapped in dry grasses
like cattail or pampus grass blades.
I kept fishing, moving upstream of them back toward my car.
At one point I looked back to get another look and the cocoon
thing and the animals were gone. A day later I drove to the other
side of the river to go see if I could track them, but the river
had flooded the entire area. I don't follow Bigfoot stuff,
but I do know no bones were ever found.
As a scientist, this encounter has stimulated me to develop a
theory. I theorize that they warn each
other with this whoop sound and that the reason they have never
found their bones is that they clearly dispose of them by
waiting till the rivers are on the rise, packaging the bones
and putting them in the rivers close to their mouths so that
they wash out to sea. I'm not sure I believe in any of
this, but that's what I saw and heard and that's my theory.
My 8 year old son and I were hiking the Grasshopper Trail in
Redwood State Park, Burlington Campgrounds.
The time was approximately between 3:00 and 4:00 PM on
Sunday, August 22nd, 1999. We were about 1/4 mile up the
trail from the river. We're walking relatively quiet
and slow along the path when we stopped on the path for a moment
for my son to tie his shoe. As we waited, I surveyed the
thick Redwood area above. As I looked, I saw something
moving about 150 to 200 feet in the distance next to a large old
Redwood stump. The more I looked, I began to
see more mass of the. Creature.
I finally realized what it probably was and what it was
doing. It had a human like torso from
the waist up and it appeared as if it was scratching its back
against the. Stump I gained a back and
profile view before I could no longer overcome the intense fear
I was experiencing. I urged my son as serious as I
could, to run as fast as he could after running for about
30. Seconds to a minute we stopped.
I wanted badly to go back and investigate but understood that
I could not with my son. My neighbor is a seasonal.
Wildlife Biological Technician for Redwood National Park.
He had been working several seasons doing spotted owl
surveys and is very familiar with local wildlife.
One evening in June 2000, just before sunset, he and his
partner were walking with a cage of 6 mice that had sat in the
same cage without being cleaned. For three or four days and it
smelled. They were several miles South of
Bald Hills. Road and about 2000 feet up and
approximately 3000 foot mountain and extremely rugged and
isolated terrain several miles from the nearest logging Rd.
After bushwhacking for about 30 minutes heading downhill, they
stopped in their tracks when they heard a large branch snap.
There are a lot of bears and mountain lions in the area and
they are familiar with the stalking cats the creature was.
Quick and agile like a cat, but sounded heavier than a bear.
It also sounded like he was walking on 2 legs.
They would hear it behind them and a little later it would.
Be way ahead of them, sometimes on the other side of them.
They figured it was crossing right behind them and then
passing them up on the other side.
By this time it was getting dark in the forest late twilight when
my friend started looking over his shoulder quite frequently.
It was at this time that he saw a large dark.
Animal dash across their trail on 2 legs.
He had seen the PG film and was familiar with Sasquatch, and he
says that it moved with the same motion, just much quicker.
He also noted it seemed a little thinner than Paddy.
His impression was that it was like a curious teenage boy
acting a little immature. On June 25th, 2000 at 6:10 PMI
was driving back from the ranch on Johnson's Creek Road off of
Bald Hills Rd. in Northern California.
I was about two miles from Bald Hills Rd. on Johnson Rd.
I noticed in the forest a movement on my right.
Then I noticed a large man sized being striding very fast away
from the road. Then it jumped off an
embankment. The early.
Evening air was clear with sunlight showing through the
forest. The creature looked brown and
gold in the forest and sunlight. When I went by there was a bunch
of dust in the air where the being jumped off the embankment.
I drove a little ways and came out onto the Prairie.
The creature was very. Fast and took long strides on
July 13th, 2000 at about 7:15 PM.
My boyfriend, my 2 month old baby and I were headed back from
Eureka to Crescent City. Somewhere past Trinidad and
right before the lagoon we came around the corner on a four lane
highway. Up ahead, around 50 yards away,
a tall, dark brown, almost black man with long hair all over ran
full stride across the. Highway.
His arms hung long and the top of his neck seemed somewhat
hunched over. The first thing that ran through
my mind was, what's a man doing running across the road right
here? I thought this because we were
completely out in the middle of nowhere.
Then I yelled. That was a Bigfoot.
My boyfriend turned to me and said shut up, you're playing
with me. I told him that I saw it with my
own eyes by this. Time we had passed the point
where he ran across the road into the forest, so he.
Stopped and turned around. We drove back to the point where
he had re entered the forest and stopped peering into the thick
forest. It became too spooky for me and
I drove off. I noticed where and when he
chose to cross the road was very unique.
He waited until there were no cars except for hours, which
caught him off guard. Just coming around the corner
and where he crossed was flat. It was the only.
Place throughout the woods that didn't.
Have a little hill on either side of the highway.
Some of the people I have told of this asked if it was a bear,
but there's no way it could have been at the speed it ran.
During the weekend of May 26th and 27th, 2001, I was conducting
a sound. Survey project with three other
people near the town of Johnson and the Klamath River.
This area we were in. Had a sighting the year before
in July. The place where we decided to
set up was a recent clear cut that ran along the hillside.
It was about 1000 feet wide and 1200 feet long.
At the edges were fir and oak trees that developed a thick
cover. Running the width and centred in
the clear. Cut was a dirt Rd. that the
local people and loggers used on a daily basis.
It also provided us with a place to park and set up our sound
equipment. It also became base for our
team. From our base looking down into
the valley about two miles, we could see the town of Johnson.
From our point. We're about 1500 feet above the
river and town. Just prior to dusk I had two
members climb to the top of the clear cut, about 150 feet in
elevation and about 300 feet away from base.
I did this. So if anything was to come
closer to our base camp, they would have the best field of
vision and with their night vision device would be able to
determine what it was. We also had two way portable
radios for the upper lookout and base.
Manny and myself continue to set up the equipment and waited
until nightfall because I was scheduled to participate at
10:00 PM in a live broadcast with Jeff Rents Sightings
program. I was ensuring that my bag cell
phone was working properly. All the equipment checked out
other than the phone. It had some static in the line.
At 9:40 we started to broadcast. The sound travelled very well
and seemed to echo. Forever.
The location we were at easily helped the sound to travel well
over 5 miles from valley to Ridge top and saddle.
It covered a large area. Very happy with the sound.
We continued to broadcast a few more times before the show
started. It was almost 10:00 PM when the
phone rang. It was the show.
The show went fine for the first few minutes, but the static was
getting horrendous cutting Jeff Rents off completely at times.
About 10 minutes into the show, Jeff asked me to try and find
another location where the reception might be a little
better. A commercial was playing at the
time so I quickly contacted the upper team and Manny and told
them that I had to move. I started my vehicle and drove
about 600 feet toward the tree line.
I reconnected to the show and was relieved that it was a
better connection. I was in this new location less
than 15 feet to the tree line with visibility not over 5 feet
into the trees. I was parked for a few minutes
and heard what I thought was a bear charging me.
I'm in a convertible with the window down.
Not much protection in anyone's mind.
I looked for my revolver and it was gone.
I must have forgot it with Manny when I was in a hurry to get to
a better location. I sat there for a second and
again I heard this charging that sounded like it was a few feet
away from me. This time I started my car.
Got on the radio and told the upper team that I was moving out
because of something charging me in the Bush.
I asked the upper team do you see anything and they replied
no. I decided to wait it out as this
thing could expose itself to me. Although I just realized.
That my camera was also with Manny.
The show continued on and I would hear footfalls, breaking
branches and at least one grunt growl.
I kept asking the upper team if they could see anything and they
kept saying no. I at least had a flashlight, but
I didn't want to use it in fear that I would scare whatever it
was off Obviously I was becoming very concerned for my safety,
not knowing what it was, but I remained there on the chance
that I might be able to see a Bigfoot, or at least see
something. I heard the charging again and
again, and finally a crackle on the radio.
John, it's looking right at you. Can't you see it?
It's about 25 feet away. It's huge.
My heart started pounding fast and trying to carry on with this
live program without sounding distracted was even harder.
The other upper team confirmed what they were looking at.
It was something that was at least 8 feet tall with shoulders
that were four feet across. As I sat in my car, cell phone
to 1 ear and the other to the forest, I could hear it charge
again and that's when they would say it went back into the trees.
This happened several times. This sighting went on for
several minutes with the Sasquatch looking at me by
moving its body from side to side trying to get a better look
through the trees and brush. It was also observed moving its
arms in a quick motion as if signalling to others.
This whole incident from the first charge heard to the last
tree branch breaking lasted about 30 minutes.
It was by far one of the most intense moments in my life.
The next day we did search the area and found the soil
disturbed where the Sasquatch was spotted.
Due to the soil conditions, it did not allow any prints to be
left. Judging from a tree and stump in
the area, it was determined that it was at least 8 feet tall, but
closer to 9 feet from the Sasquatch's point of view.
It had several windows to look at me and by moving its body
from side to side, it would have had a clearview of my entire
vehicle and me. Well, it's been years since it
happened, but here goes. I was stationed at Beale Air
Force Base, California and I would always drive around
looking for the next great fishing hole.
I had been driving for quite some time and decided to pull
into Humboldt Redwood State Park.
Being from Alabama, I figured seeing these big redwoods would
be kind of cool, so I got off of Hwy. 101 and took the Avenue of
the Giants exit. Driving down the road I was
amazed at the size of the trees so they kind of grabbed my
attention. I started seeing a lot of places
where I was thinking I could fish so I started to slow down
even more to find a place to park.
As I kept driving the river kind of started getting a little
farther away and I was about to turn around when out of nowhere
something walked across the road and to say the least it shocked
the you know what out of me. The reason why it got me a
little jumpy was the fact that I had to have come within a couple
of feet of this thing. Now I'm a pretty big guy, 6 feet
and about 220 lbs, but whatever walked in front of my truck had
to have been over 7 feet tall due to the height of the truck,
a Chevy Z71. Now when it comes to the
poundage of this thing I would have to say it was well over
£350. As far as physical features, all
I saw was the back and arm swing.
The thing never turned around for me to get a better look at
it, but it had a large back and rather long arms.
As far as the neck goes, it didn't really have one.
The animals traps made it look like it didn't have a neck, kind
of like me. But after I did find a place to
turn around, I went back to look around.
Dumb I know to say the least. And I only found a couple of
tracks. They had to have been 14 to 15
inches long. Plus the stride of this thing
was a lot longer than mine. Just to make the stride this
thing did, I had to make one heck of an effort.
Now all I can say is whatever I saw that day was nothing like
anything I'd ever seen in the woods, and I grew up in the
outdoors. Then I had another encounter.
This one happened in the spring of 2003.
This was supposed to be a fishing trip to see what the
area had to offer. I'd been coming to this area for
the past couple of months and started to learn it a little
better, so I decided to go exploring for some fishing
holes. All I had.
With me at the time was a fishing rod and AGPS receiver so
I wouldn't get lost. I parked the truck and stutter
and started out on foot. I had talked to two local
fishermen about what was in these.
Rivers and what to use. I'm from the South and this area
was like a new world. So I made my way down to the
river along the side of the bank.
At times the going. Got a little hard, but I
managed. I tried several places but the
water was moving too fast so I thought that I would try and
find a slack part of the river where the flow was a little
slower. Now these woods are a lot
different than the ones I'm used to, so I was a little excited
about this new area. I've been walking for maybe 45
minutes and covered maybe 2 miles when I saw something in
the distance. At first I thought it was just a
stump seeing that I had left my glasses in the truck.
Now my vision isn't that bad, but I still need them for
driving. But I started feeling a little
uneasy due to an earlier encounter.
Plus it might have been a bear, but being the idiot that I am, I
had to get closer. I got to within about 75.
Yards, because I was using the tree line as cover.
That was as close as I wanted to get.
You could say that my heart was beating out of my chest.
It was like I had buck fever. Well, now that I was within good
sight of the creature. It was easy to see what it was.
It finally stood up and I didn't know until that point how big it
really was. Now I had a roommate who was 6
foot 7 and this creature would have easily stood over him at
best. Guess I would have to say that
it was 7 feet 6 inches tall and had to weigh over £400.
It finally turned to me and made me out in a second, but when it
turned it didn't run away instantly, it just stood there.
I guess it was trying to see what I was.
We must have looked at each other for 10 seconds or so, but
it felt like 10 minutes and in that time all I could see was
that the creature had dark reddish brown hair and the arms
easily hung down to the creature's knees.
But within an instant something spooked it.
The creature turned and looked down the river and it just took
off. Now the ground that this thing
covered was amazing. I didn't move for a good bit
because I was in shock after the creature had left.
I did the same once I could get my feet working again.
This sighting took place October 21st, 2000.
The witness was driving home to the Bay Area from her mother's
place in Oregon. She was several minutes South of
Orrick, California on Hwy. 101. It was 10/30 on a Sunday.
The weather was bright, clear and sunny.
She was accompanied by her three-year old son who was
asleep in the back seat. She had rounded a corner and was
driving parallel to a lagoon that flanked the Pacific Ocean.
As she turned the corner and was roughly 100 yards away, she saw
what she thought was 2 fishermen in the lagoon, 1 standing in a
side profile facing the highway and the other sitting in the
water with a knee up breaking the surface of the water.
About 60 yards from the subjects.
She realized that the one standing was covered in long,
deep brown Auburn coloured wet fur and was, by her estimation,
7 to 8 feet tall, very muscular and heavy.
She slowed her car to 10 to 20 mph and watched intently as the
one seated with its back to her seemed to be searching the water
for something with its hands while the other one standing was
slowly walking toward the shoreline.
From here on, her focus was on the standing animal, she said.
As it walked, it swung its long arms with a strangely
exaggerated movement, almost as if it were propelling itself
forward with the motion of its arms, she says.
The shoulders were extremely large, rounded and muscular.
The hair was. Wet and seemed to be.
Groomed, not matted or dishevelled.
Its head sat on the shoulders and was Oval in shape, kind of
rounded at the top but not conical, more Oval shaped.
At this point she was only about 40 feet away from the animals
still in her car, and she said she could see the face in
profile. The face itself was a dark cream
colour, not brown or black. The face was hairless but framed
by light brown, very fine hair. The nose was flat and slightly
rounded. From the profile she could see
that the eyes were black with almost no or no whites at all.
The animal never looked directly at her.
The animals never seemed concerned by her vehicle as she
passed them. She got scared and speed up her
car to leave the scene. August 12th. 2023 State Route 16
near Ozark National Forest, Arkansas While driving home from
a road trip through Missouri with a stop in northern
Arkansas, we chose to take back roads instead of the main
highways. We were heading SE on a winding
stretch of Route 16 through the Ozark Hills.
The road was narrow and curvy, so we were moving slowly around
30 mph. At one point, something caused
the driver to react sharply. At the same time, the vehicle
following us braked hard and switched on its high beams.
We were rounding a bend and whatever was seen was briefly
visible in the open stretch beside the road.
The figure observed was large and upright, walking on 2 legs.
It's build was broad and stocky, and it appeared to stand at
least 6 feet tall. The entire body was covered in
long tangled hair or fur that hung heavily, described as the
thickest and most matted the driver had ever seen.
The coloration was an unusual grey green, similar to tree Moss
or weathered bark. The posture was slightly hunched
with bent knees and arms that hung outward.
The motion was steady but unnatural, More like an ape than
a person, no? Facial features were visible due
to the thick hair covering its head and face.
Both arms and legs appeared very thick and muscular.
It didn't respond to the lights or noise from either vehicle.
It continued moving along the edge of the road without pause,
showing no sign of being startled.
The area was remote, heavily wooded, and completely dark
aside from faint moonlight. No artificial light was present,
and there was no homes, St. lights or visible trails nearby.
Given the distance from any town and the lack of light, it seemed
unlikely that this was a person in a costume.
There would be no reason to be walking in that area, especially
under those conditions. The sighting lasted only a few
seconds, but the size, colour and movement of the figure were
clear and distinct. It did not resemble any known
wildlife native to the. Region May 27th, 2000 Highway 74
near Nantahela National Forest, North Carolina In the early
hours of the morning around 1:00 AM, while travelling along Hwy.
74, an unusual sighting occurred.
The road was quiet with very little moonlight and visibility
relied mostly on vehicle headlights.
The vehicle was moving at approximately 40 mph.
As it reached the Crest of a mountain pass at the top, 2
figures appeared suddenly in the road ahead.
Both were upright and covered in short hair, and they turned to
look directly at the vehicle before quickly launching
themselves into the brush on the right side of the road.
Rather than running, they dove head.
First into the foliage in a way that did not resemble typical
animal flight behaviour. The figures had a lanky build,
not bulky, with proportionally long arms.
They moved on 2 legs and were roughly human shaped but had ape
like qualities in posture and movement.
Facial features were only briefly visible, but notable
small flat noses and bright reflective eyes, possibly due to
the high beams being on at the time.
The witnesses fishing plans for the following day went ahead as
scheduled, but the idea of camping in that area was
abandoned after the sighting. The overall experience left a
strong impression. Something clearly out of the
ordinary had crossed the road that night.
January 6th, 2022 near Blackwater falls State Park,
Tucker county, West Virginia for years I never gave much thought
to. Bigfoot or creatures like it.
I've spent a lot of time in the woods hunting and hiking and
never saw or heard anything unusual until this night.
Even now I struggle to label what I witnessed.
I've gone over every possible explanation and still.
Arrive at the same conclusion. I encountered something I can't
explain and it matches descriptions others have given
of a Bigfoot. The sighting happened late on a
Saturday night at around 11:30. It was raining steadily, at
times heavily, as I drove on Route 32 towing a trailer.
My speed was about 45 mph after passing a few local landmarks
near the edge of the State Park. Including a brick house set back
from the road. I saw something on the left side
just ahead of me. At first glance, it looked like
a person wearing some kind of camouflage or Gilly suit, moving
at a loping pace, not running, but not walking normally either.
The body was covered in long uneven fur or hair hanging in
heavy clumped strands. It moved in a strange swaying
motion on 2 legs, its arms swinging low, nearly reaching
its knees or below. As I got closer, within about 20
feet, it became clear this wasn't a person.
The figure had an oversized head that blended right into its
shoulders with no visible neck. The shoulders were extremely
broad and the. Build was tall and solid, the
hair or whatever covered it. Was not clothing, it extended
over the head and down the entire body.
I passed it and immediately pulled EU turn in the middle of
the Rd. trailer and all. I turned into a driveway near
the siding and aimed my headlights into the woods behind
the house, but saw nothing. I moved the vehicle onto the
grass near where it had been and used a flashlight to scan the
area. That's when things got strange.
From within the brush I could hear something large moving,
breaking branches shifting through heavy cover.
Then came a series of sounds. First a mix of deep grunts and
odd high pitched squeals that sounded almost like distorted
laughter. Then came loud wood on wood
strikes. Not like small sticks tapping,
but like heavy logs being slammed together.
The noises were powerful, intentional, and clearly meant
to be heard. This activity lasted several
minutes, then completely stopped.
The woods fell silent. I didn't see it again that
night. The following day, I returned to
the spot and looked around the area.
I found what looked like large footprints, wide and deep
impressions spaced in a pattern that suggested a bipedal stride.
Later on a suggestion. I started looking into other
reports online. What shocked me was how closely
other sightings matched what I experienced, especially the odd
vocalisations and the sound of wood being struck.
I know exactly what I saw that night near Black Waterfalls, and
I know it was real. And I'm certain it wasn't a
person, a bear, or anything else I've ever encountered in the
wild. Early January 2011.
Rural. Property near Orc, Arkansas.
Ozark Mountains. In early January 2011, my 5 year
old daughter and I were living alone in a rented house way out
in the country near Ork, Arkansas.
The house sat at the end of a long gravel driveway surrounded
by woods. It was quiet and peaceful most
days, but also very isolated after a light snow the night
before the afternoon. Was cold and grey and still.
Around 3:30 PMI walked down the driveway to meet my daughter as
her school bus dropped her off. We started walking back toward
the house and everything seemed normal until we got close to the
steps that led up to the second story porch.
That's when I seen something that stopped me in my tracks.
Standing under the porch near the bottom of the steps was a
huge figure. It looked like it was around 8
feet tall and was covered in dark shaggy hair.
It had broad shoulders, long arms, and stood upright like a
person. But it was not a person.
Its face was partly hidden by hair, but I could see its flat
nose, its wide forehead, and big round eyes.
It blinked slowly but didn't move or make a sound.
I was terrified. I didn't want to scare my
daughter, so I just kept walking, pulling her to the
other side of the porch to get up the steps from the upper
porch. I could still see it standing
down there completely still, like it was waiting or watching.
As soon as we got inside, I locked all the doors and
windows. I kept the lights off and stayed
near the upstairs window watching to see if it was still
there. At some point it was gone.
I never saw it leave. 1 moment it was there and the next it
wasn't. That night I couldn't sleep.
Every noise the house made scared me.
I kept thinking it might try to get in.
The house didn't feel safe anymore.
I sat in the dark with my gun listening and waiting, afraid it
would come back. I've lived in Arkansas my whole
life. I've seen bears, Bobcats, and
even a Mountain Lion once. This was none of those.
Of course, it wasn't a man either.
For the next week, I carried my gun while I walked my daughter
to catch her bus and after. School.
I never seen it again after that day, thank goodness.
Bitterroot Mountains, central Idaho.
During a late season hunting trip deep in the Backcountry of
Idaho's Bitterroot Mountains, an encounter took place that has
stayed with me ever since. I was 24 at the time and on
leave from the military, joining my family and close friends for
our annual deer hunt in an area we had visited for years.
The terrain was rugged and remote, and the logging Rd. we
used to access our camp hadn't been maintained in decades.
After driving 8 miles into the wilderness, we reached a point
where the road became too overgrown and washed out to
continue, so we packed up our gear and hiked in another two or
three miles to reach the top of a Ridge where we plan to hunt at
Daybreak. I separated from the others and
found a spot near the Crest of a hill.
It was early, cold and quiet with fresh frost still clinging
to the brush. After the long hike and the
morning chill, I found myself nodding off in my spot.
Wanting to stay alert, I eventually stood up and wandered
nearby, scouting a little bit. After about 20 minutes of light
hiking, I stumbled across an old weathered tree stand.
Though it looked decades old, it was in a prime location
overlooking a clear section of the slope just beneath the
ridgeline. I climbed and settled in.
The morning sun filtered through the trees and warmed the area
slightly. I had the fruit.
I brought an apple and some oranges and began to feel drowsy
again. I dozed briefly, but something
woke me up. It was a sudden overpowering
stench, musky, sour and thick. The forest had gone dead quiet.
I sat up, instantly alert, and could hear subtle movements,
light rustling mixed with faint throaty sounds, grunts and soft
whines. Peering over the edge of the
stand, I spotted something on the slope about 25 feet below
me. It wasn't a deer or a bear or
anything I expected. A creature standing roughly 5
feet tall, covered in reddish brown hair from head to toe,
stood there. Its fur appeared tangled in
places, matted as though it had been rolling through dirt or
bedding down in thick brush. The hair length was consistent,
about two to three inches across its body.
Its arms and legs were long and lean, with visible hands and
feet, and the nails resembled human fingernails, short and
rounded, not claws. It was bent over, sniffing and
inspecting the orange peels and apple core I had dropped
earlier. It seemed unaware of my presence
above it. I studied its movements,
fascinated and confused. But then something else
happened. From farther up the hill behind
me, a series of loud crashes broke the silence.
Something large was moving quickly, snapping branches and
moving with purpose. The smaller figure below me
froze immediately, standing still as stone.
I couldn't see what was coming due to the tree trunks blocking
my view, but I could feel the approach.
As the crashing neared, A bizarre vocalization began, a
sound unlike anything I'd ever heard.
It was a warped, garbled noise, similar to a recording, being
played backward with a rhythmic, almost speech like pattern.
The smaller creature straightened, moved about 15
feet away from its original position, then stopped and
responded with its own calls. The tone and pace of the
exchange felt like a heated argument.
When the second creature came into view, the mood shifted.
This one was significantly larger, at least 8 to 9 feet
tall, and powerfully built. Its fur was darker, nearly
black, and its muscles were defined even beneath the thick
coat. It moved with caution but
deliberate awareness, its attention shifting between the
smaller creature and the surroundings.
At that moment, I felt it had sensed me.
The two continued to vocalize, deep booming howls from the
large one and sharp, urgent replies from the smaller.
The body language between them suggested authority and
submission. The larger creature towered over
the other and seemed to be reprimanding it.
Eventually they both moved off to my right, still within sight.
The larger one now had its back to me, and I could clearly
observe the smaller one's face. Despite the hair, the features
were surprisingly human. Round eyes, a flat nose, and
thin facial hair that allowed some skin to show through.
It noticed me, then its posture changed.
It squatted and looked up directly at me.
The larger figure, still turned away, dropped into a squatting
position also. Then suddenly, the smaller one
let out a piercing howl. The larger responded with its
own deafening cry, pushed the smaller one away, and it
sprinted off across the hillside.
Its speed was unlike anything I'd ever seen.
Long loping strides that covered ground effortlessly.
It disappeared into the timber in seconds.
Now standing alone, the larger creature slowly turned to face
me. It raised one arm, shielding its
brow as if to block the sunlight or get a better look.
It stared directly at my position.
The stillness was intense. I felt exposed, vulnerable.
I was terrified. Every instinct I had screamed to
stay still. I studied its face as best as I
could. Deep set eyes, broad nostrils,
and a generally flat facial structure.
The lips were hard to distinguish due to the facial
hair, but the mouth didn't protrude like an apes.
It was eerily human. After several long seconds, it
lowered its arm and began to scan the area, turning slowly at
the waist. Then, after a final glance in my
direction, it walked calmly toward the same path the smaller
one had taken. It moved with long confident
strides, emitting drawn out howls that echoed across the
slope. I listened until the sounds
faded and the creature vanished into the forest.
Not long after, I heard rhythmic, thudding wood hitting
wood far off in the distance. Nearly half an hour passed
before I worked up the nerve to climb down.
I carefully and quietly made my way back to where I had last
seen my hunting partner that morning.
When I found him, he was pale, sitting rigidly against a fallen
tree. He too had seen something
described a massive figure crossing the Ridge in front of
him at high speed, upright and too large to be a bear.
We didn't speak much about it after that.
The decision was made to leave the area.
The experience remains vivid and I've never returned to that part
of the Bitterroots. It was something beyond
explanation, Intelligent, territorial, and absolutely
real. June 16th, 2017 N Fork Area
Salmon Chalice National Forest, Idaho In early June of 2017,
during a short getaway with my son, we travelled to the North
Fork region of Idaho, a remote area in the Salmon Chalice
National Forest that I had visited as a teenager with my
father decades earlier. Back then we had experienced
some strange moments in the woods, odd sounds and unshakable
feeling of being watched, but nothing ever concrete.
Still, the memory stuck with me and after retiring from the
military I decided to return to the area and show my son the
same deep woods that had made such a strong impression in my
youth. We arrived late in the evening
after a long drive through winding back roads, much of
which had been overgrown and rough from years of neglect.
The road climbed higher into the mountains and by the time we
reached the end of the drivable trail it was near dark.
The sky was clear with partial moonlight, and stars shimmered
above the treetops. We were alone in a vast empty
forest. After turning the truck around,
I left the engine off but kept the headlights on.
I began collecting large pine cones from the forest floor,
about a foot long, ideal for Christmas decorations.
My son had already fallen asleep in the passenger seat.
I moved slowly, appreciating the quiet, but remained alert as
something about the place felt heavy.
That's when I heard something from up the slope to my right, A
loud, pounding sound. Heavy, deliberate steps cut
through the stillness. It was fast.
Whatever it was, it was big and coming downhill directly toward
my location. I froze in place, a surge of
fear hitting me instantly. It wasn't the same kind of fear
I'd felt with bears or mountain lions.
This was different, something primal.
I dropped the pine cones and ran to the driver's side, fumbling
with the door in my panic. Just as I fired up the engine, I
could hear the movement behind the truck closing in.
I slammed the gear shift into first and stomped the
accelerator as the truck jumped forward.
I looked into the rear view mirror and in the dim red glow
of the tail lights I caught a clearview of something standing
upright behind us. It was massive, dark, and
covered in thick hair. The moonlight and Starlight was
just enough to illuminate its form.
There was no mistaking it. This thing was not a bear.
My heart was racing. The panic didn't fade.
As I speed down the narrow mountain Rd.
I nearly lost control more than once.
My son was confused and scared and I couldn't answer his
questions. I couldn't speak.
By the time we pulled into the small town of North Fork, the
adrenaline had finally begun to wear off.
As I sat there dazed, the events of the night replayed in my mind
over and over. When we returned to a relative's
home outside of Salmon, my son teased me, brushing the whole
thing off. But the fear I had felt wasn't
imagined. I had seen something that defied
explanation. Throughout my life, I've
encountered plenty of wildlife. I spent time as a ranch
caretaker near Flagstaff, AZ, where black bears and mountain
lions are a part of daily life. I've hiked remote trails in
South Korea and the Bavarian Alps.
I've camped in the Colorado high country with my family and never
once felt the fear I felt that night in Idaho.
Years later, my son still jokes about it, but I know what I
experienced. Since then, I've read up on
Sasquatch sightings, especially ones in the Pacific Northwest
and the Rockies. Some reports describe the same
pounding footsteps, the overwhelming fear, and the
figure in the shadows. Tall, upright, covered in hair,
and powerful beyond reason, That night changed how I looked at
the woods. I no longer enter remote areas
unarmed, and I never camp alone. If I were to go back to that
part of Idaho, I'd do so only in the company of others and with
proper precautions. I didn't go out looking for an
encounter, but I had one, and it has stayed with me every day
since. March 17th, 2016.
Selway. Bitterroot Wilderness.
Idaho. Montana Border.
The encounter took place in mid March of 2016 during my time
working as a seasonal tour guide and groundskeeper at a remote
wilderness outpost overlooking a portion of the Selway River in
North Central Idaho. The site accessible only by boat
and a narrow. Trail was part of a seasonal
ecotourism program offering scenic and wildlife focused
trips. In one of the least disturbed
wilderness areas in the contiguous United States, the
area was as wild and remote as they come. 2 days.
Before the incident, I had been assigned solo duty near the
staging point where guests arrived by boat before beginning
the hike up to the outpost. My task that day was basic
maintenance, sweeping out the visitor cabin and prepping
supplies for the next tour. During that time I began to
notice something strange. Small rocks were bouncing down
the steep brush covered slope behind the building and hitting
the tin roof and wooden deck. At first I assumed it was just
loose debris dislodging on its own, nothing unusual for an area
with frequent freezing and thawing.
But it didn't stop. Over the next two days, this
activity increased. The rocks came down more
frequently and with more force, sometimes thudding into the
outer walls of the structure. The terrain above the slope was
densely forested with no trails or clearings, making it unlikely
that wildlife or hikers were the 'cause.
It was odd, unsettling, but I didn't mention it to the other
staff at the time. Then came the final tour day of
the week. I remember it well because the
sky was a heavy slate grey and the clouds sat low over the
Ridge lines. There were only two people
scheduled for the late afternoon tour, a man and a woman, both in
their 30s, who had travelled from California.
After meeting them at the dock and helping them hike up the
overlooked platform, we reached the Ridge near the viewing
station just before 4:00 PM. At the top, we paused to take in
what little view was visible through the mist, nothing but
endless layers of trees and Ridge lines.
As we stood there talking quietly, a deep rustling caught
our attention from the slope opposite the river Canyon about
200 yards away. The sound was low at first but
quickly intensified, branches snapping, heavy footfalls,
followed by a visible shaking of large trees that lined A narrow,
overgrown gully that dropped toward the river.
The male guest had a high zoom camera and began scanning the
area while I stood frozen listening.
Then emerging from the brush along what looked like a
previously unnoticed game trail or slide path was a large
upright figure. It moved fast on 2 legs with
long arms swinging fluidly in rhythm with each step.
The whole sighting lasted barely 2 seconds before it disappeared
again into thicker growth, but its scale and movement were
unmistakable. It was massive, dark and agile,
covering steep terrain in long, purposeful strides.
We couldn't see it after that, but we could still.
Hear it. The footfalls continued booming
rhythmic impacts as it barrelled downhill toward the river.
Then suddenly, nothing. A dead silence settled over the
forest. I ran to the storage shed to
grab the emergency radio and contacted the crew stationed at
the base near the boat. I reported what we had seen and
requested immediate pick up. My supervisor came through the
channel telling me to remain inside the structure until the
boat arrived. The two other guests remain calm
but clearly affected by what we witnessed.
I quit the job 2 weeks later. The thought of being alone on
that Ridge again with only a radio and a knife for protection
was something I couldn't bring myself to do.
That area is deep, uninhabited wilderness for miles in all
directions. With no Rd. access and nothing
but dense forest and rugged terrain surrounding it, it was,
in retrospect, a perfect place for something to exist
unnoticed. Jessica was camping with her two
friends. They were the only people at
this particular campground that weekend.
The girls pitched their tent and enjoyed their evening.
They settled down for the evening and went to sleep.
Sometime during the night, something started howling around
their campsite. This woke up the 2 girls, but
Jessica continued to sleep, blissfully unaware of what was
going on. The two girls were both
frightened because something was outside, making all kinds of
noise, howling, grunting, and circling their tent.
Whenever it got close to where they were standing in their
tent, they would move to the other side.
Her two friends meanwhile were watching well as Jessica was
starting to be pushed by something from outside of the
tent. Jessica was still sleeping while
this was happening. The amazing thing was, whatever
it was made her turn over while she was sleeping.
Jessica didn't wake up. The stranger continued to circle
their camp and drop what they discovered to be in the morning,
pine cones on top of their tent. Eventually it left and the girls
did not sleep for the rest of the night.
About four in the morning, Jessica woke up.
She heard weird howling far off in the woods.
The next morning the girls left and were quite shaken by what
had transpired. It was in the late fall, just
past midnight, when our next report happened.
The witness was driving on Hwy. 50 on her way to Sandy Bay,
Manitoba. As she was driving, she suddenly
spotted something squatting on the side of the road.
She swerved to miss it and at the same time turned to see what
it was. Her mouth went dry and her
heartbeat faster as she realized it was a Sabe, A Sasquatch.
It was holding something with both hands and eating it.
Perhaps Rd. Kill.
It seemed to move in slow motion as it lifted its head to look up
at her passing by in her vehicle.
The witness looked directly into its face, which was covered by
dark hair and its eyes appeared small and beady.
Its face reminded her of a gorilla.
It was swarmed by what appeared to be a cloud of mosquitoes.
It looked hunchback because of the way it was sitting on the
road. The sorbet appeared to show No
Fear, even though she had almost hit it as she passed it.
She swerved into the other lane and when she was about 75 feet
away from where it was, she slammed on the brakes.
She turned back to look at the sorbet and that's when it stood
up on 2 legs, very fluidly and gracefully.
She screamed and stepped on the gas pedal, fearing it would
approach her. She drove like a maniac to her
family's home and told a relative what she had seen
crying while she talked. The relative had difficulty
believing the incredible story, as do most people when they are
told these stories. She had a hard time sleeping
that night. To this day, she doesn't drive
alone at night on this highway, and she feels anxious when she
drives through the area. The third story comes from an
unusual setting, a honeymoon. Mary and Joe were on their
honeymoon and stopped off the highway in Oregon's beautiful
mountains to take a picture. They got out of the car and Joe
climbed up on an embankment and posed.
Mary snapped his picture and they carried on.
After returning home to Winnipeg, they started showing
their honeymoon pictures to friends.
One friend gasped at the picture of Joe standing on the outcrop
and asked if they were afraid of what stood behind him.
Unbeknownst to them, at the time the picture was taken, a dark
figure was standing behind him. Though this figure is some
distance in the back of Joe, it still appears larger than he is.
Both Mary and Joe cannot remember any unusual smell or
seeing any tracks at the sight. It is possible they may have
stumbled onto the path of this Bigfoot and caught it off guard
and it curiously looked on for the moment the humans were
there. A man from Alberta was visiting
his relatives in BC when he and his cousin went swimming in a
remote area lake. His cousin Fred returned to
shore ahead of him while he continued swimming for a while.
He decided to sneak up on his cousin and swim quietly just
below the surface to shore, partly seeing what he thought
was Fred standing on the shore. He jumped out of the water to
startle him, but instantly became startled himself.
Before him stood a large hairy man figure between 7 and 8 feet
tall. He noticed it was very muscular
but thoroughly covered with black hair.
He thought it looked eerily similar to a human.
His cousin was nowhere insight. This encounter lasted only a few
seconds as he and the creature startled each other and ran in
opposite directions. He said he was not happy to have
had this rare encounter and will not return to that area.
The Harrison Sasquatch in Mystery Valley in 1930. 5 S the
story goes. Two hairy giants came leaping
down the jagged, rocky hillside near Morris Valley and stored
across the duck feeding grounds with the agility of mountain
goats. The giants walked with an easy
gait across the swampy flats and at Morris Creek straddled a
floating log which they propelled with their hands and
huge feet. Across the stream to the
opposite side, Mr. Gustav Tifting of Agassi saw the
footprints of a big hairy man sighted earlier, along with
several others which were followed across the garden and
into the woods beyond where they lost the tracks.
The footprints were 16 inches long, 8 inches across the ball
of the foot, 4 inches across the heel, five toes, but no claw
marks. The distance between the
footprints was 4 feet between toe and heel, all across the
potato patch about two inches deep in the wet ground.
They were the shape of a human foot.
Two prospectors returned to Harrison Hot Springs in June
1957 from a trip into the Wilds of Harrison Mountains and told
of sighting a huge creature on Spasm Glacier, 30 to 35 miles
North East of Harrison. It had quite a human appearance.
And so the story goes, keeping Bigfoot alive.
A story from a bow hunter in BC. I had been out on my own for six
months, living by competing at rodeos.
I was just 16. I had just finished a rodeo in
Washington and had a couple of 100 bucks in my pocket. 3 fellow
hands asked me to go with them on a canoe trip in BC to get
their winter meat. They were all BC natives.
They were Jim Palmentier, Kid Chatlin and Earl Condon.
Jim and Kid were sons of French trappers and native mothers.
Earl was a full blood native. They had lots of equipment and
knew the area north and east of Risk Creek.
We would launch the freighter canoes 20 feet long with 7 1/2
ever room kickers at a place near Horsley east of Williams
Lake and go north and east from there up a string of lakes and
rivers. We took two canoes with 35
gallons of spare gas, spare prop and 100 shear pins.
We had a tent in each canoe, a rifle and shotgun, 2 fishing
rods, 1 tackle box, bed rolls and grub box.
We travelled light because we knew there would be portages and
since they were all native they could shoot anything as we went.
We had 20 lbs of flour, salt, pepper, tea, lard, pemmican and
tobacco to give to natives we encountered.
My friends were from 20 to 23 years old.
I was the baby. The first two days were
uneventful. We made good time and moved
steadily up a series of lakes and creeks.
The first night we camped and an abandoned mine of some sort and
dined on fresh fish and rice and beans.
Day 2 the streams got narrower and swifter and we had two
portages still. We made nearly 50 miles in our
canoe, Jim Pellmentier and I. We had a Winchester model 11030
Ought 6 and my 12 gauge model 12.
Pump. Ducks and geese were everywhere
and we had those for dinner the second night.
Fixed with some French name I can't recall.
You can pick them, rub them with lard and season them.
A green branch is bent in a yew and inserted in the cavity and
they are suspended over the coals.
Best duck I ever ate. On day three, Kidd and Earl in
the lead canoe rounded a bend and shot a young moose of about
£600. He spent 4 hours dressing and
boning, cashing the meat on an elevated platform.
It froze every night. We were at the base of a small
lake and as we were working, 3 canoes with natives came down
the lake at full speed. Kidd waved them in.
There were four adult males and two baby teenagers and three
adult women and one girl of about 10.
I assumed they were an extended family.
We gave them about 100 lbs of meat and some flour and tea and
tobacco. They spoke no English, at least
not in front of me, and I understood not one word except
twice when one of the women said Sasquatch and laughed twice.
At the time I assumed she was making a joke for me.
They left after smoking with us and giving us three big
whitefish and some pamikin. We took maybe 20 lbs of prime
meat, cashing the rest under a tarp and some bark.
The platform was standard cash for that area.
About 12 feet off the ground. We went on, still heading north
and east. We left the small lake and went
through a shoot into another lake and then east into a
smaller river. This stream was maybe 40 to 60
feet wide and medium swift. About 7:00 we started looking
for a campsite and found one on the north bank in a bend of the
river. The right bank was covered with
boulders rounded by glaciation and current, but the Left Bank
was clear with a flat area under some trees.
We were all tired and hit the sack before full dark.
It doesn't get dark there until tomorrow.
Sometime maybe two or three in the morning, Jim and I were
awakened by a loud crash in the campsite.
Thinking Bear, we grabbed our guns and kicked back the tent
lap. Nothing.
Jim had a flashlight and he turned it on.
Earl and Kid were now out of their tent and armed.
A boulder about the size and shape of a bowling ball had
destroyed our Dutch oven and part of the cook box.
We stood around trying to sort things out when a second boulder
hit Kid and Earl's tent dead center.
It came straight down through the trees.
I was standing there, open mouth when both Kid and Jim grabbed me
and Earl and drug us deeper into the trees.
Naturally there was a lot of discussion, but I won't relate
the tenor of that. We spent the rest of the short
night in a circle, back-to-back, safety's off.
From time to time we would hear more rocks hit and once, just
once, some sort of strange hooting from the other side of
the river. After sun up, we slowly crept
back to the camp. One tent was toast, as were the
cook box and most of the cooking equipment.
I counted nine rocks ranging in size from bowling ball to beach
ball size. The largest weight, maybe 150 to
200 lbs. Fortunately the canoes were
undamaged and we quickly pulled up camp and started out.
We got to the meat cache that morning and it was gone.
Not destroyed, gone totally, 100% gone.
No logs, no rope, no meat, no carcass.
I have no opinion. We ran wide open going out and
camped that night in the canoes in the middle of a lake.
Jim and Kid are now dead, killed in a float plane crash some
years ago. Earl, I don't know about.
I am certain of only 5 things regarding that trip.
Number one, those rocks were not on the bank where we pitched
camp when we pitched camp. Number 2, they were not carried
into our camp, they were thrown #3 No human being did it #4 I
have no desire to ever again go into that country #5 I'm not a
believer or a skeptic, but I don't exactly discount much of
which I don't understand. Try and throw 150 LB boulder
across a 50 foot stream. I saw it done.
I don't know what did it. Thanks for listening everyone.
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