Hello and welcome to the program UFO Warning.
In this episode we're talking about Alabama Bigfoot stories.
That's correct, Alabama Bigfoot stories.
Now I found the originals over at bfro.net.
That's Bigfoot research field Operation.
So much good stuff over there. I thought it'd be kind of fun on
Saturdays just to do some of these in story form.
The first one tells us that in the winter of 2013, deep in
Winston County, Alabama, a series of strange occurrences
took place in the small community of Rabbit Town,
nestled near the edge of Bankhead National Forest.
It was December 4th when a local couple discovered unusual
footprints near their home. 3 fresh prints, 2 left and one
right, each measuring 9 inches long and five inches wide.
These prints would mark the climax of months of eerie
activity surrounding their property.
The story began two months prior on a full moon night in October.
Missus X, one of the home owners, was alerted by the
frantic barking of her two small dogs.
Stepping on to her back deck, she watched as the dog darted
toward a pack of others running up the road.
What she saw next was beyond anything she could have
imagined. A massive dark figure, upright
and towering, ran on two legs, thumping heavily down the middle
of the road, keeping just ahead of the barking dogs.
The creature, illuminated faintly by the moonlight,
stopped when it reached a patch of dense woods about 50 yards
from Missus X. As the Crouch low hands touching
the ground, it suddenly sprang up and spun around and released
a terrifying screeching growl, its arms outstretched.
Missus X could only gasp in disbelief.
For a brief moment, the creature locked eyes with her before
turning and vanishing into the woods with a pack of dogs
trailing behind. Her own dogs quickly returned to
the safety of the deck, while her larger Great Dane stood
tense by the gate, refusing to let her approach.
A month later, in early November, Missus X had a second
encounter. As she was closing the barn
doors late in the afternoon, just before sunset, she caught
movement in her peripheral vision.
Turning to face the woods, she saw it again, a creature
standing roughly 7 1/2 to 8 feet tall, staring back at her from
about 110 feet away. Its body was covered in dark
brown hair with an orange tent and it had a massive frame.
She estimated it weighed around £450.
The creature, with its human like hands hanging at his side,
quickly turned and leapt down the hillside, disappearing into
the inner growth. Beyond these sightings, the
couple had experienced other unsettling events.
Their chicken coop had been disturbed with two chickens
found dead, their necks broken and caged quill mysteriously
disappearing at night. The cage, which required hands
to open, was always found securely shut the following
morning. And then there was the smell, a
strong wet animal order that lingered outside their home at
night around 1:00 AM. By the time they discovered the
footprints in December, the couple had grown accustomed to
these strange occurrences as the cast of Prince and Plaster.
That evening, strange things continued to happen.
A rock was thrown, landing less than 10 feet from where they
stood, and loud banging echoed from back of the barn.
Even their chickens, normally calm, seemed on edge.
One had taken to roosting, high end of rafters and unusual
behavior. The couple lived in a rural area
surrounded by miles of dense woods, some of which stretched
unbroken to the nearby Bankhead National Forest.
The area was quiet, and while some locals dismissed their
experiences as far fetched, the couple knew what they had seen.
The investigator who visited in in December, spent over 4 hours
at their home, carefully listening to their accounts.
He found the couple to be sincere and their story
consistent. After months of sightings,
strange sounds and mysterious footprints, the investigator
concluded that the couple had likely encountered a Sasquatch,
possibly with a juvenile leaving tracks.
It was his belief that the creature had been observing
them. It may have been nearby.
Is it cast a Prince that fateful night.
Really cool sighting. Just think about being that
close to that thing. Let's go ahead and take a look
at another one here. In the summer of 1953, in the
quiet rural area of Screamer, Alabama, a young girl named Mary
had an encounter she would never forget.
At the time, she was around 11 or 12 years old, helping her
older cousin Jerry tend to the cornfield on her aunt's property
in Henry County, not far from Abbeville.
It was a sweltering afternoon and Jerry, feeling parched from
the heat, asked Mary to fetch him a glass of water from the
house. Obediently, she made her way
through the field toward the dirt Rd. that led up to the
house. As she approached the road,
something unusual caught her eye.
On the other side of the dirt path, 2 creatures stood silently
watching her. Startled, Mary stopped in her
tracks, slowly backing up, then pausing again.
The creatures were only about 10 feet away from her, separated by
the narrow country Rd. She stood frozen, staring at
them while they stood still, blinking as they gazed back at
her. The creatures were striking in
appearance. One stood about 5 feet tall, the
other slightly shorter at 4 feet.
They were covered in thick, dark brandished black hair resembling
gorillas, yet their faces were distinctly human.
Their noses, hands and feet were free hair with dark brown or
black skin. Their eyes, set deep in their
hairy faces, seemed almost curious as they looked at her.
Mary got the impression that the creatures were young, perhaps
juveniles. Their long arms hung at their
sides, and though they were slightly stooped, their posture
was otherwise still. Other than blinking, they made
no movements, no sounds, just stood there watching her.
After what felt like an eternity, Mary's instincts
kicked in. She turned and sprinted up the
road as fast as she could, not daring to look back until she
reached the house. She quickly grabbed the water
for Jerry and, after catching her breath, started walking back
toward the field. When she reached the spot where
the creatures had stood, they were gone, vanished as silently
as they had appeared. For years, Mary kept the
encounter to herself. She was afraid that if she told
anyone, they would mock her or dismiss her story as nonsense.
It wasn't until decades later, just a few months ago in fact,
that she finally revealed what had happened that summer
afternoon. The area around Screamer,
Alabama where this encounter took place was sparsely
populated at the time, with only one house along the Dirt Rd.
where Mary had seen the creatures.
On one side of the road stretched a vast cornfield where
she and Jerry had been working. On the other side lay dense,
untouched forest, miles and miles of thick woodland,
seemingly impenetrable and wild. When asked about the encounter
later on, Mary confirmed the details of her story.
She added that both creatures had unusually long arms and
stood with a slight stoop. The land around Screamer remains
largely unchanged to this day, with vast tracts of Woodlands
and very few homes. The nearby Chattahoochee River
and Walter F George Reservoir, just 5 miles to the east,
provide an abundance of wildlife and water sources, a perfect
habitat for creatures of the wild.
As Mary grew older and began hearing stories about Bigfoot,
she started to wonder if the creatures she had seen that day
were in fact the elusive beings known for their mysterious house
in the night. Screamer, after all, hadn't long
been known for eerie, unexplained noises, perhaps the
origin of the town's name. When she finally asked her
cousin Jerry about the name Screamer and whether he had ever
seen or heard anything unusual, his response was brief but
telling. He simply replied that he had,
but he wasn't talking about it. Jerry has since passed away,
taking his secrets with him, but Mary's encounter remains vivid,
a chilling reminder of what she saw on that hot summer day in
1953. Wow, that's incredible.
The story says it was late afternoon, either December 25th
or 26th, 2002, when Jacob set out for a hunt in Franklin
County, Alabama. The winter sun was low in the
sky, casting long shadows over the landscape as he walked along
the fence line. Near his house, pine and
hardwood forest boarded an open field with a Ridge sloping down
into a Creek and hollow below. Around four or five PMA group of
deer suddenly burst out of the pine thicket and bolted down the
fence row. Jacob was about 75 feet from the
fence when his Jack Russell terrier, who often accompanied
him, took off in a hot pursuit. For about 10 minutes, the dog
gave chase, weaving through the trees before turning back.
But something was off. As the dog neared Jacob, it
froze, laying on an odd Yelp before spreading back toward the
house, Tail between his legs. Jacob's brow furrowed in
confusion. He stood still, listening.
Moments later, the deer returned, running back up the
hills if something had spooked them.
Then, from the thicket, Jacob heard the sound of a large
animal approaching. Expecting to see another deer
that had been separated from the herd, he kept watching the fence
line. But what emerged from the woods
was no deer. To his shock, a creature on two
legs appeared roughly 100 feet from where he stood.
It moved swiftly along the fence, jumping over it with
ease, and continued in the direction of the deer.
Jacob watched in disbelief as a figure, tall, powerfully built,
and covered in dark brown or black matted hair, disappeared
down the hill. It never once glanced in his
direction, seemingly unaware of his presence, even though he was
standing on high ground in full view.
The encounter lasted less than a minute, but the image of the
creature remained vivid in Jacob's mind.
He had heard stories from other hunters in the area who claimed
to have seen something strange, but this was the first time he
had witnessed it himself. Years passed, and on July 1st,
2006, Jacob had a second encounter.
It was late, between 11:00 PM and midnight, when he stepped
out onto his porch to get some fresh air.
The night was still until a strange series of sounds echoed
from a hollow on his neighbor's land.
The noises were unlike anything he had heard before, eerie,
unearthly cries that lasted for 3 or 4 minutes.
His three dogs, usually fearless, became agitated,
pacing nervously and whining as the sounds filled the air.
Jacob stood frozen on the porch, feeling a chill creep up his
spine. The hairs on the back of his
neck stood up, and for the first time in a long time, he felt
afraid. Without hesitating, he retreated
back into the house, locking the door behind him.
After the second incident, Jacob recalled other odd occurrences
near his home. He had lost several dogs over
the years, and on more than one occasion, some of his goats had
gone missing. Once, after a search, he found
the remains of a goat deep in the woods.
His hip had been broken and parts of its internal organs
appear to have been violently torn out.
The memory of that grizzly discovery added to his growing
sense that something strange was lurking in the woods nearby, and
a follow up investigation conducted by BFRO investigator
Kevin Smichel Jacob described the creature in greater detail.
He estimated it to be over 7 feet tall based on its height
compared to a fence. Its long arms swung powerfully
as it ran, and though Jacob never got a clear look at its
face, he remembered his speed and strength vividly.
It ran with a slight forward lean, its arms pumping in rhythm
as it chased the deer. Despite the creature's
proximity, Jacob later realized he had been even closer to it
than originally thought, possibly within 50 to 75 feet.
It never seemed to notice him. This, along with the other
strange events around his property, left Jacob convinced
that something extraordinary roamed the woods near his home
on the Alabama, Mississippi State line.
Fascinating encounter. It's almost like maybe these
things are just existing in their own world, that they're
not able to see us. That's what it seems like
sometimes. Very cool story.
It was a cold, rainy night in December of 2012 when I had my
first strange encounter. Driving home at around midnight,
I navigated the wet, quiet roads of the countryside near Gatson,
Alabama. My headlights cut through the
steady rain, illuminating the reflectors on the guardrails
ahead as I approached a stretch of road near the Coosa River,
bordered by swampy woods on either side.
As I drove, something unusual caught my eye, an odd, dark gap
in the row of reflectors along the guardrail.
I slowed down, squinting into the rain, trying to make sense
of what I was seeing. It wasn't long before I realized
it was some kind of creature. It appeared to be standing over
the guardrail, as though crossing the road.
But before I could get close enough for a better look, it
disappeared into the woods, swallowed by the darkness.
Whatever it was, it was large, hairy, and moved quickly.
At the time, I brushed it off, unsure of what I had just seen.
It was odd, but I didn't think much of it until a few weeks
later. It was now January 27th, 2013,
and I was leaving for work early that morning.
It was around 8:30 or 9:00 and there was a light drizzle in the
air. The temperature hovered around
30°. As I was pulled out onto the
same highway where I'd seen the strange figure weeks before,
something once again caught my attention.
About 200 to 300 yards ahead on the side of the road, I saw
something unusual. At first glance, it looked like
a person, but as I got closer, I realized how out of place it
seemed. The figure slowly walked out
from the side of the road and onto the highway, taking its
time. As it crossed in front of me
with long, measured strides, it stepped over the same guardrail
I had seen before, only this time I could see it clearly.
It did so effortlessly, without any sign of struggle or
hesitation, as if the three foot high rail was nothing more than
a small obstacle. I slowed down to take in every
detail. The creature was about 150 yards
in front of me, and though it was still far, I could see
enough to tell that it wasn't human.
It was tall, with a long upper body and shorter legs, its
headset slightly forward, almost hunching over its shoulders with
no visible neck. The arms hung low, nearly
touching its knees, and the entire figure was covered in
slick black hair. Despite the rain and cold, there
were no clothes or any sign of human gear, just one smooth,
solid, hairy figure. At first I thought it was a man,
but as I got closer it became clear that this was no ordinary
person. It was much bigger and moved
differently. The size alone made my hair
stand on end. It walked calmly, almost
leisurely, across the highway and then down into a ditch,
disappearing into the swampy woods beyond.
It never once turned to look at me, walking straight ahead as if
it wasn't even there. The sight of this thing left me
chill to the bone. I've haunted in these woods all
my life, and I've never seen anything like it.
Not a bear, not an animal I know of.
The ease with which it crossed the guard whale was what struck
me the most. I went back later to test it
myself and found it difficult to step over, but this creature did
it in one smooth motion. I couldn't shake the feeling
that what I had seen was real, some kind of creature that I had
never encountered before. The memory of its massive form,
the way it moved, and the eerie chill it gave me stayed with me
long after it had disappeared into the woods.
I'm going back tomorrow to see if I can find any evidence,
hair, tracks, anything to prove what I saw wasn't just my
imagination. I believe they're really out
there and witnessing it first hand was an experience I'll
never forget. Man, that must have just been so
amazing just to see this thing crossing over that guard rail
just like nothing there. I mean, the movement being so
fluid, really something. So we'll do this story and then
we'll do one more before we wrap this up.
This one tells us it was a warm, humid April day in 1992, and I
had been stationed at Fort Rucker, AL for about a year as a
military firefighter. On that day, I was assigned to
Tabernacle Stage Field, which bordered a vast impact area used
for aerial gunnery training. During the midday lull when no
aircraft were flying, I decided to make use of the downtime to
indulge in one of my hobbies, hunting for Native American
relics. A quiet stretch of rural land
offered the perfect opportunity for exploration.
At around 11, AMI left the stage field, heading eastward along an
asphalt Rd. that boarded the impact zone.
Dressed in cargo shorts, boots, and armed with a walking stick
and my canteen, I ventured deep into the woods, hoping to find
arrowheads or other artifacts. At about a mile and 1/2 into my
hike, I turned on to a narrow dirt path that wound through the
dense, overgrown vegetation. The trail was seldom used, and I
was completely alone. As I neared a small Creek about
50 feet away, I suddenly heard movement off to my left, coming
from the direction of the Creek bank.
It was loud, like something large shifting through the
underbrush. I froze, my senses on high
alert. The first sound I made out was a
low grunt. My immediate thought was a wild
pig, common enough in the area. But as the sound grew louder, an
overwhelming feeling of dread washed over me, goosebumps
prickling across my skin. I had the unnerving sense that I
was no longer alone in the woods.
Then I saw it. Through the trees, about 150 to
200 feet away, a massive figure rose up from the Creek bed.
It stood easily six to seven feet tall, dark and shadowy in
the thick vegetation. At first glance, I thought it
was a man, perhaps a large, very dirty man.
But there was something distinctly different about it.
It had the shape of a man, but it was massive, and its
movements were far too smooth for a person crashing through
the underbrush. We locked eyes for just a
second. The figure saw me as clearly as
I saw it, but before I could make out any more details, it
turned and crashed through the woods, disappearing into the
thick foliage. My body reacted before my mind
could catch up. I quickly turned my walk into a
brisk trot, heading back toward the airfield.
Whatever that thing was, it had scared the heck out of me, and I
wasn't about to stick around to find out more.
As I made my way back, I tried to rationalize what I'd seen.
The only explanation I could come up with was that it might
have been a stray horse in the woods, though even that seemed
far fetched. I didn't want to believe I
encountered something unexplainable, so I clung to the
idea that it must have been a horse.
It made enough sense to me to put my mind at ease.
And it never ventured back into that part of the woods again.
Years later, in 2000, my perspective on that encounter
began to shift. I was living in Kansas and
serving in the Army Reserve when I met a fellow soldier, a former
Ranger sniper team leader from Fort Lewis, WA.
We became close friends, sharing stories from our time in the
military. One day I mentioned my strange
experience in Alabama in the woods, half expecting him to
laugh it off. To my surprise, he didn't.
In fact, he took my story seriously and shared his own
experience from his time in the dense forest of Washington.
He told me about nights in the woods alone, where he often felt
like he was being watched. On several occasions he even saw
large man like figures moving through the trees, visible only
through his night vision goggles.
He never felt threatened, but their presence was unmistakable.
He believed these creatures were real and spoke to them calmly
when they came close to him. His stories made me rethink my
own experience that day in the Alabama woods.
As I reflected on it, I realized that what I had seen couldn't
have been a horse. The shape, the way it moved, and
the sheer size of it, none of that fit with the ideas of a
horse. Then, after discussing reports
of similar sightings in Alabama on the BFRL website, I became
convinced that what I had seen was real.
I wasn't alone, and my encounter was not as impossible as I had
once thought. Looking back, I now believe that
I had come face to face with something unexplainable,
something very much alive in those Alabama woods.
Though I seldom speak about it now, this seems like the right
time to finally share my story. Definitely the right time to
Share your story. Man, that was incredible.
OK, we'll take a look at one more here.
OK, we'll take a look at one more here and then we'll go
ahead and wrap this up. So we'll do this last one here.
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algorithm to the program. Now, this story tells us on a
clear moonlit night in February of 2002, teenagers found
themselves on a dirt Rd. in the southern woods of Konica County,
Alabama. It was around 1:30 AM and the
boys had planned a covert visit to a girl's house nearby.
Knowing that their loud motorcycle would give them away,
they decided to park it by the road and approach on foot.
As they begin their walk, an eerie sound echoed from the
swamp to the northeast. Heavy stomping footsteps, as if
something very large was approaching.
The sound grew closer with every second, resembling a massive
person walking or a galloping horse on two legs.
The boys squatted in the bushes, trying to stay hidden, but the
noise got louder and faster. Panic set in and they bolted
back toward the motorcycle. The witness who was trailing
behind was struck by a branch that his friend had accidentally
knocked loose. Dazed and nearly knocked out, he
scrambled back to his feet, hearing the thudding footsteps
getting closer with every second.
When he reached the motorcycle, his friend was already pushing
it out on the road, their escape route.
Heavy breathing and sync with each footfall filled the air
behind them. Just as they got the bike
started, the witness glanced back to his horror.
A massive creature leaped from the woods, covering a distance
of 12 to 15 feet before landing on the road.
It hit the ground on all fours, then rose to stand fully erect.
The creature was silhouetted by the near full moon, which cast a
long shadow as it stood tall. Its outline revealed broad
shoulders, long arms, and a thick, fluffy coat of hair.
Though the witness couldn't make out the creature's facial
features, he was certain it was not a bear.
Its stance was different, and its size was far greater,
standing at least 7 feet tall. As the motorcycle roared down
the road, the creature LED a grunt, audible even over the
engine's noise. The boys speed away, too
terrified to look back again. In the days that followed, the
boys stayed away from the area. When asked if they had returned
to look for tracks, the witness's response was
immediate. Heck no.
It took them weeks to muster the courage to even go near the spot
again. The experience left the lasting
mark on the witness, and his story was later investigated by
Tim Collin and Vince Luria, members of the Bigfoot Field
Research Organization. Both investigators found the
boy's account to be genuine, his visible emotional response
during the retelling. Locals who knew the boy vouched
for his honesty, further solidifying the credibility of
the encounter. Interestingly, this was not the
first strange sighting in the area.
The family of Investigator Colin had also reported hearing long,
deep bellowing sounds from the woods, noises unlike anything
they had ever encountered, even among local wildlife.
And in a separate story dating back to the 1930s, a relative
had once witnessed what he described as a hairy woman
drinking from an artesian well before running off into the
woods. The Kunik County forest, with
their dense Pines, deciduous trees and swamps, held many
secrets. Whatever the boys encountered
that February night was unlike anything they or anyone else had
ever seen. Amazing.
Just really cool how many up close and personal sites we have
from down there in Alabama. Until next time, this is UFO
warning over and out.