Hello and welcome to the program UFO Warning.
In this episode we're talking about a New Mexico Bigfoot
Roundup. That's correct, a New Mexico
Bigfoot roundup. This first case comes to us from
2010, September 6th, Los Alamos County location details.
It says the location was deep in the mountains up Ponderosa Rd.
which is off the main road and Yumez.
The nearest town is Jamez Pueblo nearest Rd.
Hwy. 50 Highway 550 I believe. Observed.
My name is Joe when I am 20 years old.
I recently had an encounter that was completely unexplainable.
Let me start by telling you the story from the beginning.
I'm from Albuquerque, NM and the closest camping spot to me are
in the Yamez Mountains. A couple of months ago, my
friend who frequently goes hunting and camping in the Yamez
Mountains shared a story about an encounter he had there.
He said he went on a camping trip with his Uncle Mike and his
family to a spot called The Meadow.
About an hour before sunset, he and his family heard a loud
shrieking sound approximately 300 to 400 yards away.
The sound lasted for about 30 seconds to a minute.
My friend asked me what kind of animal do you know that has the
lung capacity to hold a call for that amount of time.
He said they were sitting around the campfire at sundown and
there was just enough light to see between the trees on the
Ridge. He saw something walking upright
between the trees and didn't mention it to anyone because he
didn't want to scare his girlfriend, his sisters.
Later that night they were woken by the same shrieking sound, but
this time it was up on one of the ridges.
The noise was so loud that he could feel the base of the
sound. This shriek lasted about a
minute and 1/2. When I talked to his Uncle Mike,
a seasoned backwoods hunter, he was genuinely afraid of the
campsite, he recounted at a time when he was seven, camping with
his brother and mother, and whatever was out there scared
his mother so badly that she packed up and left in the middle
of the night. We eventually persuaded him to
go camping with us. Last summer, my friend Uncle
Mike, my friends Uncle Richard and I went to the very same
campsite where the noises were heard.
We stayed for five nights, but heard nothing unusual.
About a month ago, I took my girlfriend to the campsite and
we stayed a few nights with no incidents.
However, this past weekend during Labor Day, we had a
terrifying, unexplainable experience.
The first night was uneventful, but the second night was
something else. My friend was camping miles away
so we went to visit him. It was getting dark so I told my
girlfriend we needed to get back to camp.
We arrived hastily and I immediately started the fire.
I felt extremely tense for no apparent reason, which irritated
my girlfriend. I told her I just wanted to go
to bed. We packed a lot of wood on the
fire and went to sleep in the back of my Hummer.
Sometime later I woke up groggy and noticed a fire had gone out.
Moments after the light went out I heard something rubbing
against the vehicle on my side. I didn't wake my girlfriend
because I didn't want to secure. I listened to this for about 10
minutes. It was very dark with no
moonlight. After about 15 minutes I heard
it rub up against the vehicle again.
I whispered to my girlfriend there was something outside the
Hummer. I told her I don't know what it
is but I'm going to get the gun. I grabbed my 90mm and turned off
the safety. We listened as it rummaged
around the campsite, tearing through the trash and knocking
things over. My girlfriend's, sensing fear,
tried to calm me down. Eventually I accepted that it
might be a bear, and I felt slightly relieved.
But the noises continued and then the canopy, which was about
6 feet height, was knocked over. My girlfriend saw something
black past the window. Whatever it was, it had to have
been over 7 feet tall. The next morning we returned to
the campsite. Everything was mostly in place
except the canopy was overturned about 20 feet away and the
chairs were knocked over and it didn't seem like the work of a
bear. I don't drink or use drugs, and
this experience was not just the wind.
I've never felt terror like that night and have only shared this
story with a few people because I don't want to sound crazy.
I hope I can make sense of what happened under.
Also notice it says I couldn't find any prints around my site.
The evidence was a cow Patty split in half with plants around
it pressed down. The print appeared to be about a
foot and a half long. There were no other witnesses,
just my girlfriend and me. My friend's uncle has had
similar experiences. Now the time was approximately
2:00 AM, Extremely dark with calm weather.
The environment was a pine forest with 250 yard ridges on
either side, he says. The follow up investigation was
done by BFRO investigator Mike Sedillo, he says.
I spoke with the witness in early October and we set up a
small expedition to the site of the encounter.
Myself, my daughter and a fellow New Mexico investigator met the
witness at a nearby cafe on a Saturday morning and proceeded
to the Meadow to set up camp. Not far from the Meadow, we
found what looked like a track way of a bipedal Animal Crossing
on an old logging Rd. We followed it for six or 700
yards, finding several large elk bones that appeared to have been
broken open with a rock. Later that night, my daughter
thought she saw eyes shine from a thick Grove of trees.
The group worked their way back to the camp and went to bed.
A storm moved in that night and we decided to leave before
getting snowed in. The witnesses were credible and
I believe the area warrants further investigation.
That's incredible. I'm interested in that track
that they think looks like it was made by bipedal creatures
and then with the elk bones around that had been broken up
by rocks and that's weird, weird stuff.
Very good sighting though. Let's take a look at another one
here. This sighting here happened on
October 14th, 2004. It says Lincoln County New
Mexico location details specifics withheld due to an
upcoming expedition of this area.
I believe this is 1 they're going to go take a look at.
It says nearest town Rudoso. It's spelled Ruidoso, nearest
Rd. Highway 37 observed.
My buddy and I have frequented the Canyon for fishing and
hunting over the past three years.
We are both wildlife majors as Texas Tech and are experienced
big game hunters and fly fishermen.
We followed the trail that begins at the bottom of the
Canyon until it disappeared about 1/4 mile up the riverbed.
From there we set up camp in our usual spot which was a Gracie
embankment along the river along the rocky riverbed.
We had been there for three days of fall brook trout fishing and
camping, the nights leading up to the final day war routine
with elk, bugling, raccoons in the Creek bed, and one encounter
with a small black bear that was very curious about us.
Spending time here and in other dense wilderness areas in these
mountains was no problem for us. The final night was bitterly
cold, so we didn't sleep much. I decided to leave camp at first
light to begin fishing, my partner still tired from the
cold night, staying behind to get some rest.
I followed the river upstream on my usual route through the thick
underbrush, fishing all the log jams and deep pools where the
trout gathered. I was probably about a mile
upstream from camp when I entered a steep Canyon filled
with giant boulders and a good sized pool.
I finished there for about 15 minutes before I started to feel
like something was watching me or presents nearby.
The strange thing that frightened me was that the bird
stopped singing and the woods went almost silent.
I then scanned the steep Canyon walls and pine forest and saw
brush and trees Shaking vigorously, I immediately
thought I was about to see a bear.
I slowly moved to the opposite side of the Creek and stared at
the area, trying to make out the creature.
Everything stopped moving and I quickly started back downriver
toward camp. About 10 minutes later, I heard
what sounded like a guttural moan or cry directly across from
the river, as if the creature was trying to scare me.
This, combined with the fact that it had paralleled me
downriver really made me panic. I then ran all the way back to
camp as quickly as I could, spraining my ankle in the
process. I am an experienced outdoorsman
with plenty of knowledge of bears and the area, but I have
never seen a bear parallel a human for as long as this
creature did. The cry was definitely different
from any kind of growl or vocalization I have ever heard
from a bear and are also notices I frequent in the area.
For the past three years and last winter I hiked along the
trail with my girlfriend and another friend.
We saw large footprints, probably 18 inches long in fresh
snow. However, since it was the
afternoon and only about 10 yards off the trail, about a
mile and a half, we dismissed it as a joke that somebody had
probably fabricated other witnesses.
I was hiking up the river by myself, but I was with a friend
who had stayed behind to the rest of the main trail about a
mile away from me. Other stories, no.
I'm from Texas and visit the area about 10 or 12 * a year,
but I've never talked to anyone who has gone in that far except
for an Alka hunter on horseback who simply warned me about
bears. It was around 97 AM was when
this whole thing happened. It says the sun was just rising,
but the forest, Canyon, and riverbed were all casting
shadows in some darkness. The environment occurred in a
deep Canyon filled with boulders and pine trees that extended
down to a log jam in the river, which was excellent for brick
trout fishing. The river is probably only two
yards across here. The boulders were huge and
fallen logs crisscrossed the river in the Canyon floor.
The surrounding pine forest is incredibly dense, extending
right up the mountainside. Sounds like just the kind of
habitat one of these Bigfoot would be looking for.
Very very cool encounter. This sighting here happened back
in 2001. November says 24th Dona Ana
County there in New Mexico. Location details east of I-25 a
mile or north. A mile or two north of the Fort
Selden exit, nearest town Las Cruces, nearest road I25 it
says. We were camping for Thanksgiving
weekend. There were three adults, two
teenagers and two small children.
My 14 year old son was outside at night getting something from
our SUV when he turned and saw what he described as an 8 foot
tall humanoid figure walking S in the half moonlight.
He didn't have a flashlight to get a closer look, but when he
saw it, I'll just call it, he got scared and ran back into the
trailer where we all wore. The weather was fairly cold,
just above freezing if I remember correctly, and it was
just after a sandstorm had passed through two days before.
The sky was clear with a few clouds that night.
Once inside, he told us what he saw and we laughed thinking he
was joking. We suggested because of its size
it might have been Bigfoot. I have a friend who has heard of
at least 4 Bigfoot sightings in the mountains over the last
decade. While it is not common to hear
about Bigfoot sightings in the desert, it's not unheard of.
Even though they usually inhabit forested areas, there were many
forested and winded areas within an hour's drive from where we
were, so it's not far fetched to think they might roam around
outside their usual territory on occasion, especially in the dark
of night. After we had a good laugh, my 18
year old nephew took his flashlight and he and my son
stood outside the trailer looking to see if they could
spot the 8 foot tall figure my son had described.
Although they didn't see anything, they suddenly heard a
very loud growl which sounded like a warning or an angry
growl, along with a shuffling or deeking sound like something
scraping in the dirt. It reminded my nephew of a bull
scraping the dirt with his hoof just before charges.
Both boys freaked out and ran inside the trailer, falling down
and slamming the door shut in a panic.
They were yelling that something was outside.
I asked him a series of questions and it was clear that
Derek was completely terrified and absolutely unwilling to go
back outside. I suddenly felt that we were in
danger. We stayed inside, peeking out
the windows with flashlights, trying to see anything.
We locked the trailer door and our friends who sleeps in the
car locked his car as well. The boys drove back to Las
Cruces to spend the night because they were too afraid to
stay and my nephew had to work the next morning.
We didn't check the area until the next morning, but any tracks
from the night before, including our own, had been erased by the
blowing sand. Now under time and conditions,
it says 9:00 PM near freezing temperature.
Environment Bureau of Land Management land.
Hilly, mountainous rocky sand desert.
It's free range land where cattle and other animals
sometimes great as there were plenty of old cow patties
around. It's a popular area for mountain
biking, ATV riding and four Wheeling during the daytime.
No one else was around or camping except us.
Near the highway there are some scattered homes, ranches and A
food factory. Otherwise it's a hilly and
mountainous area mostly covered with desert vegetation.
Not typical for a Bigfoot habitat.
But we have no other logical explanations for what happened.
And under the follow up investigation, it says there
were five people present during the incident and two
eyewitnesses. The temperature was near
freezing. There was partial moonlight with
a few clouds. The train is desert with ravines
and mountains visible in the distance.
The two witnesses were a 14 year old and his 18 year old cousin.
They were camping with his mother, grandmother, a family
friend and two small children. Investigator Greg Woolheater
spoke to the 14 year old and his mother on two separate
occasions. The 14 year old said he went
outside the camper to get some soft drinks from the car.
As he approached the car, he saw a large black figure walking on
two legs through a ravine. The figure appeared humanoid.
He could not make out any facial features or details.
He estimated that the figure was around 8 feet tall, as the
shallow ravine it was walking in is 10 feet deep.
Wow, that's a big critter. After the sighting, his cousin
brought a flashlight and walked back out with him.
The tall figure was no longer insight.
After a few minutes, they heard a long loud growl along with a
digging sound. The boy said the digging sound
was similar to what a bull or buck would make when scraping
the ground with this hoof and anger.
The growl was both intimidating and angry.
Wow, amazing. Says here that arrangements were
being made for the witnesses to meet with attendees of the
upcoming New Mexico BFR expedition in late December
2004. Of course, that's been a while
ago, hasn't it? One of the areas targeted by the
December expedition is not far from where this incident
occurred. A small team from the expedition
group will visit the site to look for tracks and a possible
travel route to other areas where sightings have been
reported. And they've been investigating
these things for a long time. Let's look at another one here.
This sighting is somewhat more recent.
It's dated June 30th, 2024. Caterina County, New Mexico, it
says has a coordinates list here at the site and it says the
location is a Meadow between pine forest on each side.
Elevation is about 7000 feet. My son and I are off roading on
the Chloride trail nearest town Gila National Forest.
It says Chloride off road trail observed.
It was drizzling and the creature was standing less than
10 feet from the road at the coordinates I sent.
It was about 25 feet from a single tree.
It had hair that looked like a mop or dreads.
Later when I processed the situation, I realized that due
to the drizzle, its hair was probably matted.
Its nose was very different, with a flat triangular shape and
a perfectly angled bridge. I live in South Texas, about
1000 miles from this location. My son and I were unsure of what
we saw. I only told my wife, but I
couldn't stop wondering if I had just seen a stump.
So we drove back the following weekend, 1000 miles to the exact
spot. There was a print exactly where
we saw that creature and no trees or stumps around.
I have a picture of the print. We were driving about two mph
that night. We must have caught it crossing
the Meadow and it tried to make us think it was a stump.
Myself and my 13 year old son are witnesses.
Other stories. I live in Texas 1000 miles away
so I don't know much about Bigfoot history in this area.
Time and conditions. 9:45 PM drizzling 68° clear skies.
We were driving a Ford F-150 Raptor with LED headlights and
four fog lights. Boy what a truck.
Meadow between pine forests says over 7000 feet and then the
follow up investigation says this particular case is highly
reliable and it has significant anecdotal value.
It is a landmark encounter. I hope this encounter can be re
enacted on camera someday. I spoke with Earning Aguilera
and his son was nearby to confirm details.
He and his wife are business owners in Texas.
They are credible and certain about what they saw.
They did not expect to gain anything by sharing their
experience in the Gila Mountains.
This occurred during their road trip from Texas to California to
buy a specific dog breed in the Sierras region.
They decided to include some Backcountry adventuring on their
way to California. Erwing has a capable 4 by 4 Ford
F-150 Raptor with big tires that can handle Jeep trails.
So they took an ambitious detour, A-150 mile long Jeep
trail through the Gila Mountains, which are probably
the most remote, unpopulated and isolated mountains in America.
Even though this area is in southwestern New Mexico, it is
not desert. Most of it is between 7000 and
10,000 feet in elevation. It is an Alpine forest that
receives plenty of rain from summer monsoons and is abundant
with wildlife by North American standards.
In one sense, there is much to Aguilera's encounter story
because the sighting didn't last very long.
In another sense, however, there is a great deal to his story.
There are two major noteworthy aspects for Bigfoot researchers.
1 relates to the location and to the physical appearance of the
creature. The father and son got a closer,
better look at the Bigfoot under strong lights than anyone has
ever had. As far as I know, the Bigfoot
was less than 15 feet away. This occurred after dark at
around 9:30 PM, but the creature was illuminated by the powerful
fog lights of their 4x4 truck. Erring.
Aguilera and his son drove right past the Bigfoot slowly rolling
by on a remote Jeep trail in the Gila Mountains.
They observed the Bigfoot for about 10 seconds as they passed
it. The creature was holding
perfectly still, apparently pretending to be a large stump,
but it was on the right side of the road in drizzling rain.
Irving said it was close enough that his son could have poked it
with a broomstick. That might not have been a good
idea. Both father and son saw the
Bigfoot as they drove by. It took a few seconds for them
to process what they had just seen.
The boy was the first to speak up, asking his dad if he saw
what they'd just passed. Erwin was in shock at the
moment. A feeling of doom hit his skut.
He said that Bigfoot's biceps were bigger than my thighs.
He quickly realized that this huge animal was big enough and
close enough to flip the truck over if it wanted to.
So Erwin kept driving. Anyone would have kept driving.
About 300 yards further down the road, he had to stop and open a
cattle gate. This required stopping, getting
out of the truck, walking to the gate, opening it, walking back
to the truck, driving through, then stopping again to shut the
gate. He was terrified knowing that
thing was out there in the dark watching him.
I wonder why this Bigfoot chose to stand like a stump right next
to the road where it knew a vehicle would be passing soon.
Was it just bad timing, realizing too late that the
vehicle was so close? Irving said they had to come
over and rise before their lights fell on the trees He
passed before noticing the stump.
Or was it an act of intimidation?
Was it trying to show the humans that it was so big that it could
flip that vehicle over? In other encounters, where a
Bigfoot approached a park to pick up truck in the dark, the
creature seemed to be most interested in what was in the
bed of the truck. In one case, a highway worker in
Wisconsin tasked with collecting roadkill from the highways said
his government issued pickup truck was approached from behind
as he parked in the dark. His engine was running and his
tail lights were on. When a Bigfoot walked up and
leaned over the truck bed, it picked up one of the roadkill
deer and walked off into the dark with it.
Wow, I guess you can have that one if you want it, buddy.
Incidents like that lead me to think this Bigfoot was
positioning itself close to the road to see into the bed of the
truck as it passed by. That might tell the Bigfoot
whether the humans were hunting anything.
If there had been a dead deer, elk, bear or some other animal
in the bed of the truck, the Bigfoot might have reached in
and pulled it out and walked away with it, no questions
asked. You know, that's kind of, that's
the kind of predator behavior I can see with these things, being
an apex predator really taking kills from other animals.
I mean, that's what happens in the wild.
It goes on and tells us that Aguilera's close range
observations of the Bigfoot's face under the very bright
lights makes them both highly qualified to judge various
depictions of a Bigfoot face and say which ones are more accurate
and which are less accurate. That is a whole separate
article. I wrote that article after
receiving this report, but for years I had been talking about
the faces popularly associated with Sasquatch's and how they
strayed far from the real deal. This will come as a big surprise
to everyone eventually. You will see exactly what I mean
at some point down the line. And then it says here is the
link to the article Evolution of Bigfoot's Face.
Below is a collage of influential depictions discussed
in the article. A lot of really good pictures
with this sighting here too. If you if you want to go to
bfro.net and check this out, they've taken a bunch of really
cool images. They've shown kind of how the
makeup people work with Bigfoot, you know, compared to what they
think that the actual Bigfoot looks like.
Really neat stuff. Good maps too.
Good daylight pictures. Got a picture here of the of the
young man sitting next to the Ford Raptor?
Got a picture of dad there not looking for tracks around this
big pine tree, man, Really remote area.
Oh, yeah. And here's a looks to me like a
giant Bigfoot track this like, I don't know, man twice the size,
this guy's foot or something. Even got to picture a couple
bears here off in the distance. Yeah, you.
It's clear to me where these people at.
It's not heavily travelled by people.
And I think I just, I tend to want to believe them.
They're just driving along and here's this Bigfoot there, bang
right there on the roadside. What a what an amazing sighting.
OK, we'll look at two more here and then we'll wrap this up.
The date on this one was July 16th, 2011, State New Mexico
County, McKinley County, it says.
Location details. We were on Indian Service Route
32 heading South into the Cheska Mountains about 5 to 8 miles
South of Indian Service Road 32 near Hwy. 134 nearest town Sheep
Springs, New Mexico nearest Rd. Narbona Pass Indian Service
Route 22 Highway 134 observed. It was Saturday, July 16th, 2011
around 12:30 AM. We were heading back to the
Chuska Mountains on the Navajo Reservation for a family
reunion. We had just left the main paved
Hwy. through Narbona Pass on Indian Service Route 32 between
Sheep Springs, New Mexico and Crystal, New Mexico.
We went S on dirt road and in Service Route 32 into the Cheska
Mountains about 5 to 8 miles in when we encountered a small hill
that curved toward the east and then to the South.
As we approached the hill, the road quickly turned right S.
When we reached the top, we saw the full moon illuminating a
flat green pasture atop the hill.
As we made the turn to the right, SI noticed a large black
figure standing. The full moon was behind it so
all I could see was the silhouette.
I kept my eyes on the figure while making the turn.
I said to my wife. Did you see that?
She replied what? I said Something is standing
over there by the road. As I looked closer, I noticed
the figure was standing by a small pond about 10 to 15 feet
from the road. I could see the figures
reflection in the pond along with the full moon.
When I first saw it, it was about 75 feet away.
As we got closer, our headlights turned into the right away from
the figure, but I could still see it because the moonlight was
so bright. It stood there motionless as if
it was waiting for us to leave. I told my wife I was going to
pull the truck to the side of the road.
The dirt Rd. had been plowed due to the rain creating a Ridge of
dirt on both sides. I pulled the vehicle to the left
toward the Bigfoot to flush my headlights on it.
When the headlights illuminated the Bigfoot, it turned.
We saw its legs and arms move and it started running away from
us up a small hill into the trees.
It was a smooth and swift movement, almost ninja like.
In less than 5 seconds it disappeared into the trees.
We didn't see any clothing or reflections from buttons, just a
large mass running on two legs. We didn't see any eyes, we
clearly saw the legs and arms, and it was definitely running on
two legs up the hill. We were about 30 feet away when
it ran up the hill. It was not a bear or human.
It was much taller and wider than a person standing at least
7 to 8 feet tall. After it ran away, we were in
shock and sat quietly in the truck for about 15 seconds.
Then suddenly my oldest daughter screamed and said, Daddy, what
was that? I was shocked that she was awake
the whole time. I thought only my wife and I saw
it, but she was terrified, repeatedly asking me, Daddy,
what was that? All I could say was that it was
a Bigfoot. My wife and I were not believers
in Bigfoot until now. In fact, we were the biggest
skeptics. But we can't deny what we saw.
It was real. My wife later admitted that she
saw it too, just as we first approached the hill, but she
wasn't sure at the time if it was the same thing I saw.
It was eerie and exciting at the same time.
We returned on Sunday to look for tracks, but there were none.
The ground where it ran up the hill was extremely hard.
Along the pond we saw a hoof, prints of cows, dog prints and
deer prints, but noticeably no Bigfootprints.
The pond was only about 10 to 15 feet wide, a temporary pool from
rain runoff. It seemed like the creature
didn't want to be seen. I believe that if I hadn't
turned my headlights toward it, it would have remained still
until we passed by, then left. It was very intelligent and
seemed to anticipate our movements.
Under witnesses it says 3. Myself, my wife and my oldest
daughter. We were all facing forward and
witnessed it together. Other stories Yes, I have heard
many more sightings have occurred in this area, possibly
due to the fires in the Arizona mountains.
A Navajo Nation Ranger mentioned that more deer, elk and other
animals have been migrated to the Chuska Mountains because of
the fires. Time.
It says 12:30 AM early Saturday morning there was a full moon
and the lighting was bright. It had just finished sprinkling
and the roads were damp. The area was mountainous.
The exact location of the siding was a flat green pasture just
above the tree line surrounded by pine forest.
The pool of water, if it was standing by, was runoff from the
rain and then under the follow up investigation it says.
I spoke with the witness by phone 1/13/13 Investigator TF
Sieminski. There was a light rain falling
as if toward the subject, the moon shining through the break
in the clouds. They saw something standing near
a pool of water. When the witnesses turned the
lights toward the subject, it began to move.
In the headlights they saw a dark brown hair covered animal
turning away and then running over the hill.
Its movement was smooth and quick, much like a human, and in
seconds it was gone. They discussed what happened and
then moved on. About 3 minutes have passed
since they first saw it. The road continued around the
other side of the hill, but too much time had passed to see
anything. They were compelled to return
the next day to look for tracks in the daylight, but
unfortunately the ground was too hard.
The area is around 8960 feet in elevation with clear meadows and
clusters of trees just east of the Arizona border on the Navajo
Reservation. Being Native American and
growing up in this area, the witness had heard many stories
about these animals but was always skeptical until this
encounter. I guess it just takes seeing one
of these things to become a believer.
We'll do one more and wrap this up.
So this encounter is dated August 11th to 14th, 2005.
It says Rio Arriba County, New Mexico.
Location details EMS mountains. I hope I'm saying that
correctly. It's JEMMEZ, North Central New
Mexico observed. I am new to this field so I
won't attempt to cover everything related to this trip.
That's for others to discuss. I can only share what I
personally observed and heard. About 25 people attended the VFR
OS Yimez Mountains expedition in northern Mexico a few weeks ago.
Several things occurred during the expedition, but I will only
describe what I personally experienced from where I was
standing or sitting at the time. If you were on this trip and
don't see me mentioning other incidents that happen closer to
your positions, please write them up yourself.
This is what I personally experienced.
Pam R, Albuquerque, NM And then it says it's been.
Portions have been edited by BFRO editors.
Thursday, August 11th day bright and sunny.
Along with my sister and our two boys, I follow the expedition
group along mountain roads near the first base camp to find
viewpoints over elk grazing areas where the guides could
blast and listen. Several good spots were found
and noted by GPS units. All were at high elevations and
offered breathtaking views across the mountain, forest and
canyons. The guides needed to survey as
many locations as possible while it was still light, so we kept
moving. Most of the time.
We explored these mountains for hours and only passed two other
vehicles in one ranch house. It says the night was rainy and
windy. Most people headed out to the
viewing location visited earlier in the day.
My sister and another lady stayed at the base camp to rest
and listen for sounds in that area.
There was a lot of wind and rain from the West.
No animals were heard responding to the blast, not even coyotes
or owls. The decision was made to move to
the east facing slope away from the wind, it says.
We heard some things. Unlike the first blasting
location, there was where there was very little wind and rain on
this side of the mountain. The guides mentioned that the
east side of the mountain usually receives afternoon rain
from the Gulf of Mexico, but it is sheltered from the storms
blowing in from the West. There was only a slight drizzle
when we arrived at the east slope with patches of fog
hanging in the gullies. MY2 boys, Nick and Will and I
drove past the blasting site about 1/4 mile using the left
fork in the road. At the blasting site, one boy
was asleep in the bed of the pickup truck.
Around the first curve, the headlights illuminated a small
cloud of dust swirling in the road as if an animal had just
left the area in a hurry. We drove slowly through the dust
swirl. The ground was too rocky and
gravely to see any tracks. Not far beyond the dust, a thick
fog bank covered the road. We drove into the fog and pulled
up to a clearing on the left. About 1/4 mile up the road from
the blasting crew. We stopped and turned off all
the lights. Both boys were in the bed of the
pickup truck while I was inside with the windows down.
I heard nothing for a while. After a few minutes, the boys
said they heard the sounds of sticks breaking inside the tree
line. The fog was too thick to see
inside the tree line. The source of the sound did not
seem to move. There were occasional branch
snapping sounds coming from One Direction.
This lasted for about two minutes.
We could hear the blast from down the road but heard no
responses. After about an hour of hearing
nothing more, we drove back to the blasting team at the
blasting site. I continued to listen for
several minutes. I was very tired and cold by
then. I needed to relieve myself and
as I'm female, I turned on a flashlight and walked far enough
away for some kind of privacy. I walked in the opposite
direction of where we had seen the dust swirl in the road.
When I rounded the first curb I was hit by a series of low
pitched growls, about 7 or 8 coming from the tree line
directly ahead of me. I stopped for a few seconds to
confirm what I was hearing. The growls were distinct but
very low pitched and barely audible.
I can feel the hum of the growls in my chest and more than I
could hear them. Then there was a louder growl
which I could hear much better. That caused me to run back to
the truck in my voice. I went to the truck and
whispered to Nick and Mike that I have been growled at.
We walked back toward where I had heard the growls.
On the way down, Mike stopped me and said he saw movement in the
brush. I heard branches snapping in the
same direction. The three of us moved back to
the truck and tried to call the others via walkie-talkie.
As I fiddled with the radio, I heard loud moves and bellows
from some cows in a gully below us.
I had the impression they were spooked by something.
I got in the pickup truck to warm up.
Nick walked with Mike Sedello and the others down to where the
leg of a young deer was found in the road.
Will and I stayed bundled up in the vehicle with the windows
down. After 20 or 30 minutes, we heard
a wild clamor fighting coyotes in the woods uphill from us.
Among the coyote sounds was something odd, a strange
yowling. It stood out among the coyotes,
yips and yaps and snarls. It sounded more like a human or
an ape. This went on for about 45
seconds and then died down. I think people near the blasting
area recorded it. People were spread out a bit.
Other people heard sounds that I did not hear from where I was.
Many were distant sounds somewhere closer.
There were lots of different animal noises in this area,
frogs, coyotes, owls, cattle, elk, etcetera.
Compared to almost no animal sounds near the first blasting
area. It was getting very cold.
Around 2:30 AM the plan for the next day was discussed.
It was obvious that there was a higher concentrations of animals
in this area compared to the first area.
About six or seven people, including myself, insisted we
also heard something that was not a known animal.
Everyone agreed that we should focus on this area and move the
base camp closer to it. Friday morning, August 12th, we
packed up base camp #1 everyone helped break camp near the first
blasting location, reloaded it, and relocated it closer to where
the sounds were heard the night before.
Friday night, August 13th, it says at Base camp #2 the guys
recommended that we blast Tahoe Screams and Ohio Howls along
with some other sounds from the base camp that evening because
the sounds were would echo through the area where we were
the night before. They said that if if what we
heard the night before was actually a Sasquatch, the blast
would likely attract it toward the base camp.
After the second blast, a short but distant return call was
heard. It sounded very similar to the
Tahoe recording which was being used for blasting that night.
Some of the others who heard it said over the walkie-talkie that
it might have been a loud echo of the talk of the Tahoe
recording. They radioed Ed to blast it
again to see if the echoes could be heard again.
After a few tries, there was agreement that what was heard
originally could not have been an echo because we could not
reproduce it within 30 minutes or so.
Some people said they could hear something walking in the woods
on the north side of the camp. There was some discussion about
how to respond to this without scaring off whatever was
stalking the camp and instead encourage it to come closer.
I didn't hear those sounds myself.
My tent was about 100 yards away from the group.
What they heard at that point later on is for them to tell.
Saturday morning we returned to the blasting area #2 and during
the day and searched the area where Mike and Nick said they
had been paralleled through the woods by something.
We found some freshly overturned Aspen trees and cow bones.
We also found the spot where I believe the growls came from.
There were many possible impressions, but the sound and
leaf litter were too thick to identify any tracks.
The group I was with drove up the road beyond Blasting area #2
and dropped off us, Nick, Will, Mike, Pam and me and Brooke to
walk the road downhill. The drivers moved the vehicles
ahead to make various sounds from their positions.
They gave warnings over the radios, then made a specific
sequence of sounds they had heard in other areas.
We could hear it clearly from our position.
Everyone stood still on silent, listening for responses.
There was no immediate response. After about 20 minutes, the
sequence was repeated. Within a few seconds, we heard
at least two faint womanish shrieks in the distance.
The shrieks frightened my extremely skeptical sister.
We assured her that those noises were nothing compared to the
ones we had heard the night before.
We listened for another 20 minutes and heard nothing.
It started to rain, so we drove back down to base camp #2 which
is not that far down the hill. Then it finishes up here.
It says blast made from the base camp could be heard from this
area, so we figured we could lure toward the base camp by
blasting a few times. From there we went back and
blasted from the base camp for about an hour.
We heard no response, so we turned in for the night.
Well, in our tents, the four of us who were camped furthest away
from the other tents heard whistle noises coming from the
woods on the slope above us. There was more than one
Whistler, and there might have been 3.
They were not whistling continuously, it was an
occasional back and forth exchange, but this one on for
about an hour and we probably heard 30 or 40 different
whistles. They were definitely not elk
whistles and were too variable in tone and pitch to be bird.
They sounded more like short, soft human whistles, calling
back and forth to each other as they moved to different parts of
the hillside. I fell asleep eventually, but
then awoke to the sound of two loud, heavy footsteps directly
outside the tent. I thought at first that someone
from the group had come silently and approached our tent and
expected to hear someone call our names.
I whispered to my sister. Did you hear that?
She tapped me on the shoulder twice, which I thought was a
signal to go back to sleep. As it turns out, she was trying
to tell me that she had heard it as well, and wanted me to simply
be quiet and listen some more. I went to sleep and heard no
more sounds that night. The next day, several people
took time to look around the hillside where the hills where
the whistles were heard. Several possible tracks had been
found on a different part of the hillside the day before.
More were found on Sunday. Bill and Brooke from San
Francisco cast a few of those tracks and some brush structures
were found and photographed. I'll leave it to the others to
tell about the other things that they heard and saw.
Wow, 20 people all together said environment was pine forest.
That is a really, really I think awesome detailed account of what
this person saw. I don't want these Bigfoot
hunting expeditions almost 20 years ago.
Until next time. This is UFO warning over and
out.