Hello and welcome to the program UFO Warning.
In this episode we're talking about Bigfoot reports from the
Yukon. That's correct, Bigfoot reports
from the Yukon. Of course, we're talking about
the Yukon Territory up there in Canada, very remote area.
Actually, I went over to bfro.net.
They don't have a lot of reports there from the Yukon, but we got
a few. We'll take a look at this.
First one says was submitted on November 27th, 2006.
Man recalls close encounter walk on afternoon walk near
Whitehorse and the actual encounter date on this is August
1992. Province, Utah and Country,
Canada at the end of Thompson Blvd. in a fairly dense suburban
neighborhood. The woods next to it where I saw
the thing are also very dense with lots of outcrops, old
mines, a few swamps and many trees.
Nearest town Whitehorse nearest Rd.
Thompson Blvd. observed This incident happened in the summer
of 1992 in my hometown of Whitehorse, YT while I was
taking a walk with my mother in the woods near her home.
I was about 39 years old at the time and she was around 60.
This is the first time I've told this story publicly.
What prompted me to share it is that I've seen a very few
Sasquatch stories from the Yukon on this site.
From what I've seen and heard, the Yukon should be considered a
hot spot for Sasquatch, or Bushman as it's known up here.
I'm going to tell the story just the way it comes out.
Being a bit of an explorer, I like to take walks in the woods
and off the beaten path, always hoping to find something rare or
interesting. I'm a serious rock hound in a
local history buff, so I'm off and out in the woods looking for
something. One evening I decided to walk
down an old road heading West into some very dense rocky
forest. It was a Cat Rd. narrow with
tall trees on both sides. It twisted and turned
constantly, so the line of sight was never more than 80 feet in
either direction. I kept walking, hoping to come
across the clearing, an old cabin, or at least a change in
terrain, but no such luck. As I got closer to dark, I
decided to head back, which was about an hour and a half walk.
I got back to my mom's just as dark as fell.
For the record, I didn't get any weird or scared feelings during
the walk, nor did I anticipate anything unusual.
In hindsight, that makes it even more interesting.
The woods were extremely silent, almost too silent.
The next morning I told my mom about the road, mentioned an old
dump not far down it where we might find some old bottles.
I asked if she wanted to check it out.
She said sure. It was a beautiful sunny day,
not a cloud in the sky, around 20°C.
Perfect walking whether we got to the dump which was just a
short distance down the road. She checked it out but all of
the bottles were broken. Still, she was enjoying herself
picking up flowers. I asked if she wanted to
continue down the road for a bit.
She said OK, but Are you sure there are no bears around?
And I said I don't think so. I didn't hear or see anything
last night. Besides, I've been in the woods
all my life and never had any rare problems.
I've seen a few, but they always took off and they were all small
black bears. Anyway, we kept going because
she brought up bears. I walked ahead about 50 feet,
checking around each bend in the road, sort of bird dogging.
In the scene at about the fourth or fifth bend, I saw something
up on a rise to the left, around 80 feet away, standing and
swaying slightly from side to side.
I stopped in my tracks. My mom stopped about 50 feet
behind me and couldn't see what I was looking at.
I turned and said someone's up ahead.
I looked again and there he was. I expected him to approach and
say hi or something, but he didn't.
I looked closer. The sun was behind him and he
was in the shade of the trees. The sun is never very high up
here. I noticed that this guy, besides
being unusually big and tall, was wearing what looked like
black coveralls and he had a huge mop of hair tapering from
top of his from the top of his head out to his shoulders.
I was standing in the middle of the road, my bright purple
T-shirt glowing almost neon in the sunshine.
I waited for him to approach and stared, trying to make out his
face or eyes, but nothing. He just kept swaying slightly
from side to side. My mom was still 50 feet back
saying what? What is it Bill?
I said. I'm not sure.
About two minutes into this I started to feel strange.
I was staring at him and he at me, but I couldn't see his face.
He was in the shadow of the trees.
After about 3 minutes of his silent of this silent standoff,
I started to face reality. But I didn't want to.
That's the only way I could explain my feelings.
As soon as I realized what I was looking at, I got pretty
excited. The first thing that came to
mind was that I didn't want my mom to see it or it to see her.
I wanted to defuse the situation.
No screaming, no jumping, no fanning, no running.
I thought about approaching, but something told me not to.
Then I started to. Then it started to approach me.
In a split second I turned on my heel and said let's go.
I still haven't told my mom what I saw, and I didn't need to.
She could tell by looking at me. We walked quickly but didn't
run. I looked back around every
corner. At about the third corner, there
he was, about 20 feet behind us. As soon as I saw him, he was
gone. Gone into the woods, absolutely
silently, not a sound. He was huge. 2 silent strides
and he disappeared. That close encounter lasted
maybe one second so fast your mind doesn't even want to
remember, but I do. And I was relieved he was gone
and headed in another direction. After that we reached the main
road. We crossed it and sat on a log
in the woods on the other side. We took out a sandwich and
that's when I said do you know what I saw?
She said no. I said Sasquatch.
I saw Sasquatch, she said, Are you sure?
I said, yes, ma'am. I remember talking about it too,
and then it says names omitted. Apparently it visits the village
all the time at night, rummaging around in the yards.
We went home and I drew a picture of it and went over it
in my mind again and again to keep the memory fresh.
That was 14 years ago and I still remember it very well.
Well, it's cool that he saw the saying just standing there
swinging back and forth. This is something we hear quite
often with these just standing there swinging back and forth.
Very spooky. So under also notice it says,
like I said, it was extremely quiet.
I don't recall hearing birds, squirrels or anything.
When he walked. It seemed like he was levitating
while he wasn't touching the ground just a few inches above
it. That might explain why these
tracks seem to disappear sometime they're walking and
then maybe they're levitating. This really strange kind of
coming in and out of a reality. He also seemed to have no
definition outside the silhouette, just like a shadow.
I don't know if he had hair or fur.
I didn't exactly go up and touch him.
The really weird thing was the shape of the head.
Very pointy. It reminded me of the Coneheads
from Saturday Night Live. But I wasn't laughing.
My adrenaline was the highest it's ever been in my life.
I was looking for a stick or a club, but couldn't find one.
That angered me. I was ready to fight if I had
to, though I knew I didn't stand much of a chance.
Other witnesses of my mother was present but didn't see it, and I
didn't. One or two other stories.
Like I said, the local natives report seeing or hearing it in
their village, which is about two miles away.
I figure I bumped into him on his way there.
I've spoken to a few natives and our descriptions are uncannily
similar. Now I believe in the bushman and
I think we should leave him in his kind and peace since this
happened at 2:00 PM on a Sunday. Environment.
Pine, spruce, Aspen, Willow and swamp.
Man, what an intense sighting. Everything this guy says here
is, is just so in line with what we've heard and the fact that it
seems like you've just automatically noticed that this
thing is a male. He keeps referring to him as
him. Very, very neat.
The sighting says June 14th, 1995 in Yukon, Canada.
I was in a new part of CarMax that was being newly developed.
Nearest town CarMax Yukon Territory YTI guess nearest Rd.
Hwy. 2 observed. I was about 14 years old when my
friend and I went to visit my mom in CarMax YT.
My mom didn't know I smoked so we snuck across the gravel Rd.
into the bushes to share smoke. We decided to sit on a trail in
the Bush that led down to a little lake.
I was facing the road and she was facing into the Bush.
As we were sitting we both noticed a strange smell.
It reminded me of a burning dump.
I started teasing her, saying she needed to take a shower.
Then she said there's a Sasquatch.
I thought she was joking. She got up and started to run.
I looked behind me and saw a huge furry man run across the
trail. His waist was as tall as me so I
didn't get a chance to look up. All I wanted to do was run.
The funny thing is, every time I walked by this lake, only late
at night I can hear someone talking, taking steps and sync
with mine. If I stop suddenly, I can hear
something stop right after me. Some friends didn't believe me
so I asked him to walk with me. Sure enough the same thing
happened and I've turned them into believers.
Bigfoot sightings are very common in the Yukon.
I've heard many stories. My auntie says she was camping
and heard something in the Bush. She threw her walk and the rock
came back to her. My grandma says they like to
mimic people, which might explain the footsteps following
me. My mother said the same thing
happened to her when she ran away from home and stayed in the
Bush. She said she could always hear
something following her. This leads me to believe that
maybe they follow some families from generation to generation.
Well, that's a thought. Other witnesses says yes.
My friend Amanda. Other stories, Yes.
There have been many Bigfoot sightings to the Carmacks and
time and conditions. Daytime.
Yeah. Very, very neat sighting.
The follow up investigation says I spoke to the witness on
October 11th, 2005. The incident happened in the
summer of 1995 while Debbie, not her real name, and a friend
visited her mother's home near Carmack's Yukon Territory.
The house was about one mile from the main road outside
Carmack's. Debbie and her friend were
sitting in the forest talking. About 2:00 PM one day in June or
July, her friend saw the Sasquatch, stood up, turned and
ran away. Debbie stood up and looked
behind her, catching A2 second view of a running Sasquatch from
the waist down. She said its hair was brown with
Gray with Gray streaks about 1 1/2 inches long.
It ran across the trail and disappeared into the woods.
The two girls went back to the house and didn't return until
the next day. They looked for tracks but
couldn't find anything on the forest floor.
The witness is a member of the Original People of the Yukon and
has a long family history of sightings.
Isn't that something that tells us that the investigator, Steven
Willis, grew up in central WV and retired from the US Army in
2003. Lived for almost 7 years in
Germany and a year and a half in the Mideast.
Visited Alaska and times past 10 have wondered about the lower 48
for considerable mileage. Resides in Arizona during snow
times, then moves about the Southwest as the mood hits US.
I like the fact that they always go back and check in with these
guys. They I think they have some
great follow up investigations. OK, let's take a look at this
next one here. This report was submitted on
November 16th, 2005. Looks like it happened back in
August 1978. Says man recalls his daylight
sighting as a young fisherman on the Yukon River Province, Yukon.
Details about 6 kilometers. Was that 4 miles outside of
Whitehorse on the east side of the Yukon River?
Nearest town Whitehorse, nearest Rd. a gravel service Rd.
observed the sighting occurred along the Yukon River just
outside of White Horse, Yukon, near small power substation in a
large grassy field skirted by Aspen and pine trees.
I was only 15 at the time, visiting my father over the
summer vacation in Whitehorse, That's Yukon Territory, Canada.
My parents were divorced and my dad was a helicopter pilot for
Trans N Turbo Air in Whitehorse that summer.
I had read the book Sasquatch by Don Hunter with Renee Dan Hidden
and had always been fascinated by the subject.
I'm not sure if I had a heightened sensitivity to big to
Bigfoot, but it certainly wasn't expecting what happened that
day. I was an avid fisherman,
catching several Grayling each day from what turned out to be
my favorite fishing spot. That day forever burned in my
memory. I was walking on a gravel Rd. in
a northeasterly direction roughly paralleling the Yukon
River. I was on the east side as usual.
I approached a small light blue power or utility shed roughly 10
feet square and about 8 feet high.
I turned W toward the river to fish at a spot with large
concrete boulders. My line of sight was completely
blocked by the shed as I turned toward the river.
The next moment is 1. I'll never forget.
I was absolutely terrified by what I saw.
A black, tall, dark, rather thin figure standing about 200 feet
away near a large stand of trees 45° off to my right.
When I say I was terrified, I mean it.
I'm now 42 years old and I can honestly say I've never been so
completely scared in my life, including the time I was almost
killed by a car falling off a hoist and missing me by just two
or three inches. My body instantly screamed.
Get me the expletive out of there now.
I backtracked a couple of steps and hid behind the shed, an
absolute fear that it had seen me and I was in danger.
I was about a 15 minute run from from civilization and that shed
was the only thing between me and whatever it was.
My instinct was to gently peek around the corner to see if I've
been spotted. Luckily it hadn't seen me.
That's when things got really interesting.
At least that's what I say now in hindsight.
At the time I was a basket case. Well, I saw was his Bigfoot or
someone in a hairy suit jumping or dancing excitedly around an
Aspen tree. It was kind of prancing or
hopping with its legs shoulder width apart, its arms flailing.
It made no sound when it went up to the tree and apparently tried
to pull itself up using a large branch at about shoulder height.
As it tried to lift itself, the branch actually broke with a
loud snap. That's when two things happened.
One, I knew this was no dream. I heard the snap loud and clear,
although I can't say I saw it full all the way to the ground.
Two, I was not going to stick around and watch anymore, so I
backed away from my hiding spot, made sure the shed stayed behind
me and whatever the heck it was, and took off as fast as a 15
year old could run with my fishing rod and tackle box in my
hand. I mentioned it to my friends and
family in the days I followed, but it was mostly dismissed as
nonsense a few days later. Something I'll always regret.
I went back with a friend to look for the broken branch, the
donor tree, or any footprints. Unfortunately, we didn't find
anything. I've thought long and hard about
the whole thing. I remember clearly thinking,
even at the time, that what I had seen was unbelievable and
extremely special. Since then, I've read just about
every book on the subject. I wish I could go back and be
more critical of what happened. It haunts me to this day.
I've told my story to a few people, but I mostly don't
bother any anymore, not because I'm embarrassed, but because
most people are just ignorant of the subject.
I'm now AVP of an IT professional service firm,
married with three children. I firmly stand by this story.
Either someone was playing an elaborate prank or I saw a
Bigfoot doing some sort of ritualistic ceremony that day in
Whitehorse YT. Now I find that really
interesting that these things can be done with some sort of
ritualistic ceremony. I takes this into this whole
idea of these things being encrypted, paranormal, almost on
the spiritual end of it. Weird, weird stuff.
Also notice describe the detail account above.
It says other witnesses myself, no other stories.
Time and conditions. Early morning around 8:00 AM.
Environment, Grassy meadows with a large stand of Aspen and pine
trees. The sighting occurred about 200
feet from the river. And then the follow up
investigation by Christopher Lau.
I spoke to the witness at length on the evening of of September
21st, 2008. The sighting took place in late
August 1978 in the southern part of the Yukon River at about 6
kilometers from from Whitehorse YT.
I found the witness to be very credible and well spoken.
He explained that although the sighting occurred a long time
ago, he still vividly remembers it and is confident that he saw
an actual Sasquatch. The witness, who was alone, was
fishing early that morning, something he frequently did
while visiting his father who worked for the Trans N Turbo in
White Horse. As he walked along the Yukon
River, he suddenly saw a Sasquatch roughly 200 feet
ahead. He immediately hid behind a
shack and observed a tall bipedal ape like creature
performing what he described as a dance.
The creature appeared excited and after dancing, attempted to
pull itself into an Aspen tree. When the branch snapped.
The witness quickly fled the scene.
He was unable to determine the creature's exact height, weight
or sex, but noted that it was black and color of a thinner
build with long arms, a hunched back and top heavy proportions.
The sighting lasted approximately 5 to 10 seconds.
The weather was slightly overcast with a light drizzling
rain. The witness stated he regrets
leaving so quickly. Leaving.
He might have observed more had he stayed, but given the shock
and the moment, his instinct was to leave immediately.
The area of the sighting is a brutal forest ecoregion
populated with black and white spruce, quaking Aspen, balsam,
Poplar trees. These forests are home to many
large mammals including Caribou, elk, bison, grizzly bear, black
bear, wolves, coyotes, and Cougars.
Wow, just amazing to think you have that many big carnivores
living in an area like this. I told you it must be a very
food rich environment. Plenty of food to go around
there for a Sasquatch, no doubt about that.
Now, those are the only reports that I found on bfro.net for
Sasquatch, but there's some articles here.
I mean, this is such a big wide open area.
I don't think it's really populated that much.
I found this article from uconnnews.com.
It says UConn Sasquatch Investigator publishes findings.
It says these are reports of strange sounds, large
footprints, and vanishing creatures.
This article is written by Dylan McNeil, dated October 29th,
2022. He's got a picture of this
fellow Red Gruschinger and he's got his book here.
With his new book, it says looks like it's titled Nahaganay
NAHGANNE Red Gruschinger. So it must be that.
Maybe a native name for these things.
If you venture out into the wilderness of the Yukon, you're
bound to see some furry creatures.
You might notice a fox, bear, coyote, squirrel, a lynx or
maybe a Sasquatch. Those looking to report a
Bigfoot sighting in the territory usually called Red
Crossinger. The retired Canadian Army
officer has been investigating Sasquatch report since 1997
after he had his own run in with an ape like animal of fly
fishing on the Takini River. This kept coming back out of the
Bush, Crossinger told the News. A friend later expressed to
Grossinger that they believe he saw Sasquatch.
She said. That's the Sasquatch, that's the
wild man that you saw, Grossinger recalled.
From then on, he was hooked on researching the big, hairy,
bipedal forest dwellers. Grossinger joined some Sasquatch
clubs in Alberta and British Columbia as his interest grew
stronger. Before long, people started to
tell him about their own experiences.
I started taking notes, said Greshinger.
These notes piled up and culminated in a newly published
paperback that Gani, Tales of the Northern Sasquatch, details
Greshinger's findings and presents stories he's heard the
name from the den word for Sasquatch.
There are 70 reports in the book, 34 of which are sightings.
Not just any Sasquatch story was printed.
Each claim has been investigated by Grossinger.
I like to talk about people and conduct interviews.
I went to the locations and did regular stuff to make sure it
was not it was true or not. There's been a whole bunch of
people trying to pull my leg. He said the pages contain
reports of strange sounds and large footprints, but some of
the most notable to Grossinger are the three incidents of
disappearing Sasquatches. It became invisible in front of
a person. There's got to be something
special there, he said. So just like these UFOs, they're
phasing in and out. This gentleman was coming home
in Crestview on Azure Rd. when he makes a right and reaches the
Alaska Highway, Gresenger recounted.
Gresenger said that was when the man spotted a Sasquatch in the
ditch, according to the report. It walked along the road and
vanished. It became somewhat transparent,
said Glossinger. He can see the outline of the
Sasquatch and see right through to the foliage and trees on the
other side. Then a few seconds later, ZAP,
there was absolutely nothing there, he continued.
Well, that sounds like it's just coming, just phasing in and out
from our reality. That is, this is not like a
biological creature at all, does it?
The human mind plays tricks on us.
Over the years, Grossinger has made some observations about how
Sasquatch lives. He can't put an exact number on
the population, but he figures there are quite a few living in
family groups across the territory.
Now see, I'm seeing this maybe in a whole different way.
I'm I'm really seeing these things as some sort of
interdimensional creature. What I've learned is that we
don't know anything about, he said.
They obviously have to hunt for their food, their omnivores, he
continued. Well, do they?
I mean, do they even need to eat?
He believes that the humanoids are all over North America and
there are more sightings reported in the United States
simply because there are more people to see them.
So why is Sasquatch shrouded mystery?
Why are they considered real by some and myth to others?
If you ask Grossinger, it's partly because Sasquatch's don't
want to be seen and humans don't want to admit they've seen them.
Sasquatches are very smart. They know when they are being
watched, he said. The human mind plays tricks on
us. If there's something that we
don't immediately recognize, then our mind will try to cover
that with something we know. Very few people will have an
open mind to double check things that they see, Nevermind
reported. He added.
Gerschlinger hopes his book will encourage more people to come
forward with their Sasquatch sightings.
Reports from all over the UConn continue to land on Gersch's
desk, he said. A second volume is not out of
the question. Very cool.
Yeah, they're, they are being seen.
It's just a little troublesome trying to find these things.
I'll finish up with this last story here from this Grossinger.
Grossinger, whatever this fellow's name is.
It's one of the stories I guess he included in his book, and
it's printed here. It says a gentleman contacted me
a few years ago with a Sasquatch encounter he wanted to share.
He had heard of me through the media and the very day that he
experienced this encounter with two Sasquatch by Duncan Creek,
he emailed me asking for a meeting to tell the story.
We met during his next visit to Whitehorse and here is how he
described his encounter. He was on his way to visit a
couple of mining operations in the area of Kino City in central
Yukon to conduct hearing test to mining employees as he had been
contracted by the UConn Workers Compensation, Health and Safety
Board to conduct such hearing tests at various mine sites
throughout UConn. He was a bit early that day, so
rather than going straight to the first mine site where he was
expected at around 9 the following morning, he decided to
stop and camp along the way. He had found a camping spot not
far from Duncan Creek along what is locally called Duncan Creek
Rd. around 4:00 in the afternoon.
He took a couple of hours completing his paperwork and had
dinner at six, then decided to take a leisurely walk walk on
the nearby trail that led to the Creek.
On his way back to his campsite. Around 7:00 or so, he entered A
slight right hand bend on the trail.
He was surprised at seeing two large bipedal creatures about 10
meters in front of him. That's about 33 feet.
He immediately stopped looking at the creatures which were
walking his direction. They stopped as well upon seeing
him. He then noticed that the
creature to his right, what appeared to be a pregnant
female, was just about ready to give birth.
His own words were ready to pop. He had noticed that she has
stayed behind the Mill Sasquatch, which by that time
was grimacing in an unpleasant manner, but without emitting any
sounds. The gentleman, somewhat being in
shock, did not really know what to do, but he then decided to
try communicating with them. He brought his open right hand
up and forward in a friendly gesture, almost like somebody
wanting to shake hands, and then brought his open hand to his
heart three times. The male Sasquatch must have
understood as his facial expression changed, no longer
grimacing, but had, as the witness explained, A neutral
facial expression. That's interesting.
So apparently, at least in this case, that he's able to
communicate with these things, says the gentleman continues his
story stating that at this point he used his left hand to point
upwards toward the cloud forming overhead trying to explain that
it was going to rain soon. Then using his right hand made
another gesture pointing to his chest 1st and then the Bush on
his left hand side while trying to explain that he would walk in
the Bush and give way to the Sasquatch.
At this moment he started walking into the Bush but as he
did, the two Sasquatch stepped off the trail to their left and
in the blink of an eye they were no longer visible.
The gentleman stated that he could not see them any longer
nor hear them. The force was not that thick and
the two large creatures would have been visible for a while
anyway, but that was not the case.
He further mentioned that he had not heard any walking sounds
whatsoever, even though anything walking in the Bush would have
made some sounds, but in this case it was total silence.
In concluding, I would like to bring a couple of points to the
tension of the readers. Communicating by the use of hand
signals appeared to have worked. There were no open signs of
territory ownership by the Sasquatch.
They appeared to have appeared to have completely disappeared
from view in a very short period of time.
They did not emit any sounds, usually related to animals
walking in the forest. I should mention that the
witness was completely certain that they were Sasquatch and
nothing else. This brief encounter story is
part of my next book, The Wild Man of the Yukon, he says.
That's really fascinating that you have this case where this
guy actually sees a couple of these things.
I'm interested in the fact that one of them appears pregnant,
like he sees his as a couple and maybe the male is distressed or
whatever. And the human, he's reassuring
them by making this open palm sign, you know, with his hand,
like a hand shaking symbol and then touching his heart, showing
that he's not a threat. That's something I guess I've
never really heard before, is communication taking back and
forth and then they just disappear.
Something we hear over and over again with these sayings.
They're there, they make a noise or physical, they're in our
reality. And then you turn your head and
they're gone. Just like the tracks, you see
the tracks and the tracks are gone in one dimension one second
and the next dimension the other second.
I just see this interdimensional travel here, The same thing we
see happening with these UFOs. To me, that's the common theme
between the Bigfoot, the cryptids and the UFOs.
Until next time, this is UFO warning over and out.