Hello and welcome to the program UFO Warning.
In this episode we're talking about Bigfoot in Northwest
Territories. That's great.
Bigfoot in Northwest Territories.
Of course you're talking about the Northwest Territories of
Canada. It's way up north.
I did look over at bfro.net for some reports on these.
Unusually, they didn't have anything on the Northwest
Territories over there as far as reports go, but I did a little
bit of sleuthing around and I found some cool articles online
here. This first one is from cbc.ca.
That's Canadian outlet. It says NWT man tells of
encounter. That's Northwest Territories of
with with Naha that's spelled in.
That's got an A with it. I guess they're French.
We call it Exxon grew Naha HGA, the Tilshaw Sasquatch following
boat accident. Tony Willis spent two days alone
in the wilderness after falling in Lacla Martra.
And this is written by Hilary Bird dated July 28th, 2016.
Got a picture of this fellow here in the hospital?
It says that Tony Williams recovers out of Stanton
Territorial Hospital after he fell out of his boat on La
Martra near Wadi Northwest Territory.
He was missing for two days before he was found July 19th.
He encountered A not a, a bushman, on island on an island
he swim to following the accident, and that must have
been quite an adventure. A man who spent two days alone
on an island after capsizing his canoe says he had a terrifying
encounter with the mythical creature.
And in the NDBTS Tilcho region, he's not the first.
On July 17th, after boating hours from Waty to the most
northern tip of Lac La Mantra, 42 year old Tony Willa spotted
some garbage in the water ahead of him, a plastic bag bobbing in
the waves. Willa slowly brought the boat up
beside it. He reached to get it, but just
as he did, a wave rocked the boat and he fell over the side
and into the frigid water. This guy's being a Good
Samaritan, picking up trash out of the lake ends up falling into
this frigid water. He struggled to pull himself up
back into the boat, but his clothes, heavy with the weight
of the water, kept pulling him down.
He grabbed a plastic bag of supplies and began the long
tiring swim to shore. Now I'll tell you I've I've been
up north, not that far up north, but just imagine being out there
in this lake in the wilderness by yourself and this cold water
in the middle of that lake which swimming for the nearest island.
Wow. I managed to swim to an island
at the point at the end of the point, William told to be CBC
and told Cho in his ill life hospital room last week.
He says that's when he encountered the Bush man.
All of a sudden there was a big man standing beside me.
He said he must have walked away because I heard some branches
breaking through the bushes. I packed up my clothes in a
white bag and ready myself to leave.
Will you swim away from the island and would spend another
48 hours alone in the wilderness?
So for crying out loud, this guy swim onto this island and then
swim to another island. Unbelievable.
He was rescued by RCMP and Canadian military.
He would tell the story of his encounter with the Bushmen.
To whoever to whoever would listen.
Not enough to be tossed out of your boat and swimming to an
island and then I guess from the island on onto the mainland, but
to have encountered Bigfoot along the way.
For many in the Tilcher region, the presence of Bushmen are not
a as they're known in in the Tilcho language is a reality
that goes back thousands of years.
The terrifying human like creature are known for stealing
people from Bush camps. Tilcho columnist Jon Bezo
described them in 2010 in NWT News N.
Generally they are silent and for the unfortunate few who have
seen them, these symptoms can be experienced.
The back of the neck will tingle.
Skin will break into goosebumps, unstoppable shivers.
The heart beats faster, accompanied by shortness of
breath. As I wrote, Tilcho elder Michael
Lewis Ribesca learned about the not a when he was a boy living
in the Bush with his parents. I got the story from my grandma
because my grandma lived in the Bush all the time, Ribesca says.
Veska says that the Tilcho, the Tilcho people and not a have
lived in the same region since time immemorial.
He says not a look just like human beings and even wear
modern clothes. Now that's a new one.
Imagine that, a Bigfoot dressed in modern clothes.
But he says not a have powerful magic.
They alert people toward them and steal them, never to be seen
again. There's even stories of not a
stealing moose and Caribou carcasses.
Rebecca says. When he was little, his
grandmother told him a story about one of his relatives who
encountered A not A and was never seen again.
They took him. In that case, the not a appeared
suddenly on an island. They used medicine power to push
him into the shore. They did it.
They took him, Robesca says. So we never saw him.
We never heard him again. Some people heard him talking,
screaming help, but nobody can do nothing.
Nearly a century later, Robesca had his own encounter with not
a. While driving toward the Frank
Channel Bridge between Ray and Edzo one morning decades ago, he
says he saw a man standing in the middle of the narrow bridge.
Robesca slowed down as he approached the man, and then all
of a sudden the man jumped over the side.
Robeska hurried out of his vehicle to look over the side to
see if the man was OK, but there was no one there.
I didn't see him. I don't know what happened to
him. Robeska says he's done his best
to collect and pass on storage of not A to the next generation.
He said that as development pushes further north into the
Bush, interactions with Bushmen will only increase.
Now that's a strange one. I guess I really wasn't even
aware of this creature was part of the native folklore, this not
a. Kind of A twist on Bigfoot
almost I guess you would say. Let's take a look at this next
article. I found this ID over at
gcbro.com from the files of GCBGCBRO.
It says date on this is 624 O2 time various times.
Location. Fort Simpson, Northwest
Territory, Canada. Rocky terrain observed.
We saw tracks that were moose, so we went up the Bank of the
Creek and started following the tracks.
So we followed it for about an hour when we decided to call for
the moose. We called a couple of times when
we heard a large grunt followed by a deep growl.
Thinking it was a bear, we kept trying to call the moose.
We called for about 1/2 an hour before we gave up and ended up
walking back to the boat. We got back but realized that we
were off our trail and far away from the boat.
We started walking along the Bank of the Creek when we saw
the moose on the other side of the Creek.
We stopped and shot the moose. We went to skin it and Johnny
said if the moose was on this side then what made those
noises? I said it must have been a bear.
It started getting dark but we started to skin the moose.
Later that night we were still skinning the moose and loading
it into the jet boat when we started hearing the noises
again, this time followed by breaking bushes and snorts into
the air like something was spilling something they liked.
We were a little scared so we got up the rifles ready.
We made our fire bigger and started making a lot of noise
and then the noises stopped. We finished skinning the moose
and then finished loading the moose.
By this time we were just about to leave when I had realized we
forgot to cut off the rack. The sun was coming up and we
heard the noises from where the moose was.
We thought it was a bear, so we grabbed the guns and ran toward
it. When we got there, there wasn't
Bigfoot. He was squatting or picking off
pieces of meat at the remainder of the carcass.
Right then. I swear I almost blanked my
pants. He stood up and he must have
been 8 feet tall. He picked up the head and most
of the other remaining things and walked away quickly.
We had run and got the camera, but by the time we got back it
was gone. Oh boy, did you imagine that?
Just coming back there to the side of that moose kill and here
this Bigfoot is just lazily picking away at the kill.
It says description of creature, 8 foot tall, really wide, hairy,
black, bottomless eyes. And then it says other people at
Fish and Hunter have said that they have heard things too.
Other note, 2 sets of big footprints.
One was about 16 inches and the other was about 12 inches.
So it sounds like there was more than one of these Bigfoot.
They're just kind of checking out this kill once these guys
had had left it and that is really something this one take a
look at this next one. I'll finish up with this article
here I found at spectacularnwt.com.
It's got a just a really cool picture of this mountain here
kind of displaying just how remote beautiful this place is.
The Northwest Territories Valley of the Headless Man is steeped
and Lauren legend, it says, and the title of the article is The
Haunting History of this Canadian National Park.
Dark mountain Spears Pierce the fog against the steely sky,
making Nahanni National Park more akin to Mordor than Canada.
The park can only be accessed by boat or or float plane by
intrepid travelers seeking to conquer the Rapids of the Nani
River or summit the formidable Cirque of the Unclimbables.
It's impenetrable forests and mountains may be the primary
reason Anani sees limited visitors, but perhaps it is also
because the park is shrouded in the Cobb legends befitting of
its menacing landscape. The supernatural lore has earned
Nahani the moniker the Valley of the Headless Men, and many
believe this UNESCO World Heritage Site to be haunted.
Sounds like the perfect place for Bigfoot to me.
Men vanished in that country and down the river, They say it's a
damn good country to keep clear of.
When British writer and explorer Raymond Patterson set out to the
Nahanni region from Fort Smith in 1927, he received an an
ominous piece of advice, according to Neil Hartling in
his book Nahanni River of Gold, River of Dreams.
Men vanished in that country and down the river.
They say it's a damn good country to keep clear of.
Lured by reports of gold in the area, brothers Frank and Willie
McLeod journeyed from Edmonton, AB to the Nahanni region in 19 O
4. Traveling with primitive gear,
they traversed hundreds of kilometers by train, boat and
foot during a numbingly cold winter until they reached Gold
Creek. Their efforts were rewarded that
year and they returned to their home in Fort Leard with gold in
hand. However, not satisfied, their
brothers made a second expedition into the Nahanni
range in 19 O 5. They never returned.
Nothing was heard from Frank and Willie until brother Charlie
MacLeod LED a search in the park in 19 O 8, where he discovered 2
skeletons at their camp on the river's edge in a vast valley.
Their heads had been severed and one man lay with his arms
outstretched toward his gun. The blankets were thrown across
their brothers as if they had leaped suddenly from the bed.
Report reports from that day forward, the valley has been
known as Dead Man Valley and the Creek called Headless Creek.
Lots of scary stuff kind of goes along with these Native American
legends there of these creatures, these Bigfoot like
creatures actually killing people.
This is weird. It wasn't just the McLeod
brothers who died or went missing in the park in the early
20th century. A Scottish engineer had been
traveling with them and was never seen again, and Yukon
prospector Martin Jorgeson met a similar fate in 1917.
He had sent news from home that he had struck at Rich in the
area. Not long after, his decapitated
skeleton was found outside his cabin, which had been burned to
the ground, spawning rumors of headhunters in the valley in
Canadian newspapers. Numerous other reports from
Royal Canadian Mounted Police confirmed similar deaths, and a
good number of people have simply vanished without a trace
after setting foot in the park. Around the same time in the
park's history, a series of unexplained plane crashes earned
in expansive mountains. The name?
The funeral Range, which borders in ominous Hells Gate Rapids.
This is one of these things, you know, these places with these
strange names, I think there's something to it.
And I've heard David Plides talk about this, places where you
have the name of the devil or Hells or this this case, Funeral
range, Hells, Gate Rapids. I think these places often time
earn those names, they aren't just given to them haphazardly.
These seemingly supernatural deaths are only part of the
mystery that Nahanni National Park has steeped in since the
first Denny people settled there 10,000 years ago.
The lore of hidden tropical gardens, mythical creatures and
spirits hiding in the parks, Hot Springs and tufa mounds
abounded. I once heard a deco chief tell
stories of an ancient giant of Gahantha, which is now known as
Rabbit Kettle Hot Springs, who would cook his food in the
springs, says Joel Hilbert, owner of Nahanni Wild.
Whether giants from the park or not, the Hot Springs do hold
spatial cultural significance for the Deco, who leave
offerings like tobacco at the springs for good luck.
It's said if the springs are full, it's an auspicious sign.
Later in the 19th century, UFO sightings and other strange
lights were reported in the park, and to this day, fringe
bloggers obsessed with cryptids recount stories of Amphibia Day,
a predator bear dog hybrid that went extinct in the Ileocene
period, prowling the valley, as well as signs of Bigfoot
activity and forbidden parts of the park.
Certain areas within Nahanni are closed to visitors because of
their sensitive ecosystems or cultural significance for the
indigenous deny people. But some say the restrictions
are as much about containing the park's supernatural forces as
they are about keeping people out.
That's interesting. People will protect the legend
even if they've never seen it. While the headless deaths have
all been confirmed by police reports and attributed to less
mystical causes. The greed and rivalry that
marked the Gold Rush era, as well as her brutal, dangerous
reality of isolation in the wilderness, the Lord simply
remains part of the Nahani National Parks mystery and
allure. What is real, though, is the
park's sacred mythological presence in the collective
Canadian psyche, which may work to help protect the area from
further mining and environmental exploitation.
People will protect the legend even if they've never seen it,
notes Harling, who's also the founder of Nahani River
Adventures in his book. These Haunting, otherworldly
accounts also serve as an allegory for the terrifying void
that is nature itself. The fear of the unknown in a
wild, uncharted land is part of the siren song that explorers
will always answer. This is definitely very remote,
and it does seem like exactly the kind of place you would see
a Bigfoot or possibly any of these other cryptids to talk
about. Pretty cool stuff.
Yeah, it's so far away. I thought there would be more
readily available Bigfoot reports coming out of the
Northwest Territory. But I think this place is just
so isolated and so sparsely populated that the stories that
you're going to hear there are going to be on the ground.
Until next time. This is UFO warning over and
out.