Hello and welcome to the program UFO Morning.
In this episode, we're talking about a main Bigfoot roundup.
That's correct, a main Bigfoot roundup.
We're finding these stories over at bfro.net. bfro.net, that's
Bigfoot field researchers organization.
They do such phenomenal work over there.
This first sighting that we're looking at happened in 2020.
It says October and October 19th actually.
And this is in put up a Scott County location details It says
heavily wooded wilderness miles off Route 2 into the old logging
camps. Large property near the end of
Cedar Ridge Rd. nearest town Greenbush, nearest road Route 2
and I'd had to do a little bit of editing on some of these just
to make it more readable. But these fast things are great.
This experience here tells us that they say.
I was not in any way aware that these creatures existed in
Maine. Firstly, I am from Connecticut,
however, I have spent years in desolate oil fields across the
US, including places like West TX, the Upper Peninsula of
Michigan, and the Everglades of Florida.
I have a vast knowledge of wildlife as I have always taken
an interest in it and spent years in the forest.
My point is, what I experienced this day has shaken me to the
core as I know my encounter was nothing normal in the Northwoods
of Maine. In a town called Greenbush,
population 1400, I purchased 80 acres of wilderness with virgin
forest on the back half of the lot, meaning not even loggers
have been there, it's that desolate.
I had rented an excavator and for this entire day I had been
cutting a road through small pills and forest to a high hill
I call Hope Hill on the most desolate corner of my land where
I want to build my cabin. I had made it halfway, and in
the swamp I realized I was out of fuel.
I shut down the machine and got out.
I stepped down onto the road, admiring my work and relishing
the idea of pioneering this new path.
Suddenly, about 50 yards into the tree line, I heard a bang
with a stick on a tree. It sounded like somebody was
hitting a wooden bat against a large tree trunk as a percussion
was unmistakable. At first I thought, oh crap,
there is a moose because it is mating season for them and they
are known to ram their antlers against trees to intimidate
their foes. Suddenly the sound happened
again. Now I was certain this was no
moose as no branches were breaking.
There was no movement, no grunts, nothing.
Just this wooden thump just through the trees where I
couldn't see. I began walking further away
because I was obviously freaked out.
Again. I heard two knocks.
I grabbed a large branch I had just ripped down with the
machine. I smacked it against a large
tree trunk. Immediately I received a knock
in response. I waited around 45 seconds.
I knocked again and bang and knocked right back after me
again. I knocked again 5 seconds later
and it responded again right back.
Now I was shaking because I knew what I presumed this creature to
be. It was obviously strong because
the bang was very loud and intimidating.
I knew there was a certainty I was interacting with the
Sasquatch. I went back to my trailer on my
quad which was parked about 200 feet down the trail.
I flew home. I calmed down.
Now I was questioning reality and was quite scared.
I guess this is my land I'm only halfway through making in the
road. These are my thoughts.
So I decided to ride back. I knocked again.
It responded. I took my phone out, turned on
the video recording, knocked and it went away almost as if it
knew I was recording. Regardless, it was incredibly
perplexing. I got back on the quad and went
back home knowing for sure what I just experienced was
legitimate. I body feather bead string thing
from a dreamcatcher and brought it out there as a gift.
It's been there three days. I haven't gone back to see if
it's still there it says. Also noticed none of the
witnesses myself. Other stories.
No time and conditions around 4:00 PM and light dry and clear
conditions. Environment.
Pine forest near lowland swamps and streams that connect the
Pinnavasket River via Broombridge Brook.
What an amazing sighting. I mean, it sounds like this
guy's out there trying to homestead some ground and this
Bigfoot has already been there. He's like saying hey, this is my
place. What are you doing to talk about
the investigator here? It says the follow up
investigation report by BFRO investigator Matthew Moneymaker.
I spoke with the witness. He is very credible.
The relevant details are contained in his report.
The sounds could only have been Sasquatch wood knocks.
He will contact us if he hears or sees anything else.
And that tells us a little bit about the investigator, Matthew
money maker. Very, very cool sighting.
Let's go on and take a look. This next one here from Maine.
Now this next encounter is a little further W from Greenbush.
We just talked about this isn't Greenwood Maine near there.
It says which would be the East Central part of the state as
opposed to more of the southeast central part of the state.
Both these look like they're pretty much rural areas.
It says it happened in August of 2022.
The state, of course, main county, Oxford County location
details all incidents occurred while fishing Overset Pond in
Greenwood, Maine. And then it tells us here the
nearest town, Greenwood Patch Mountain Rd.
If we look at what the experience you had to say, they
tell us. During the spring and summer of
2022, I discovered a new favorite remote trout pond not
far from my camp. This pond is roughly one mile
hike to access hiking trails are present.
However, in the roughly 20 + * I visited this pond, I saw a total
of five other people, two pairs of hikers and one other lone
fishermen. This pond is notorious for wind,
so I would only visit it on calm days.
The more I visited the pond, the more I noticed odd occurrences.
I had never heard a tree fall in the woods until I started going
there. During my visits to this pond, I
heard five tree falls, although it should be noted that I saw
none of them. In addition to this, I heard an
innumerable number of tree knocks during my visits.
My first visits here started in April and ended in August.
The activity grew greater as the summer progressed.
I noted how odd the coincidence of the tree falls was but
thought nothing of it until one of my final visits.
The peak of activity was during this visit in mid August where I
heard two trees fall. This picked my attention away
from fishing and on to what was going on around me.
I noticed on this trip that every time I paddled to the
North End of the pond I was met with tree knocks.
This continued until I noticed the midsection of a Birch tree
leaned up against another tree on the water's edge.
I'd paddled up and down the pond at least 100 times over the
course of the spring and summer, and I had only now noticed a
Birch tree. I felt as though it had been
placed there while I was on the South side of the pond.
As I was examining the tree from my canoe, I again heard tree
knocks. I then paddled back to the South
end and fished there until light began to fade and got ready to
hike out near the pond. Large rocks block the trail to
ensure no ATVs can drive directly to the pond on those
rocks. On these rocks set a perfectly
intact Birch tree scan. I am not convinced a person
couldn't have done these things. However, given the proximity of
my experiences to another sighting on this website, I felt
I should report them. I never had any weird
occurrences while hiking in, out, or around the pond.
Only when I was on the pond fishing.
Also noticed I had an odd bear encounter.
The bear was small and just stood on all fours in the middle
of the trail. This was odd because not only
are bears rare in this area, but I was also making noise
specifically to keep any bears away.
It was just weird behavior from the bear there.
One of the witnesses, just me, I have I have a photo of the Birch
tree skin. And yes, I read about a sighting
on this website that occurred in 2020 very close to here.
It gives the time and condition as daytime afternoon clear sky,
low wind and the environment is thick forest to the West, small
swampy areas on both the North and South sides of the pond that
turn rapidly to thick forest. The east edge is blocked by a
giant 500 foot Cliff face and boulder field.
What sounds really remote. Very cool sighting.
So it's almost as if this guy is back there fishing this secluded
pond and maybe this Bigfoot or Bigfoot family or whatever.
It continues to be their property.
Another case where they seem to be warning this guy off.
This next sighting occurred looks like November 12th, 2020
in Hancock County. It says that the nearest town is
Osborne. Now I looked this town up,
population 65, looks like it's about a third of the way between
Bangor, ME and the coast, So up there in the kind of the
northeast central part of the state, says location details
Spectacle Pond West of Kingman Brook.
If we're looking to see what the experiencer had to say, they
tell us that I have spent a large part of my life in the
woods between Eddington, where I grew up, and Deploit, where my
grandfather built a hunting and fishing camp in the 1920s.
I have been everywhere in between hunting, fishing,
camping and hiking. I have walked those woods since
I was four years old and I am now 61.
I know the deer, moose, bear and other wildlife of those woods.
I built my camp on Spectacle Pond in Osborne in 1988.
Over the years I have spent a lot of time exploring the woods
and waters around the camp and know the area between Route 179
and Route 193 better than most and within 10 miles of my camp
better than anyone. Since 2008, when I retired from
the US Navy, I have spent one month every year at my camp.
Between two weeks in May fishing and two weeks in November
hunting, I have spent many days and nights in the most remote
areas of that part of Maine. On the evening of November 12th,
2020, my wife and I had returned to our camp after an afternoon
deer hunt. It was dark by the time we got
back to camp and I settled in for a routine evening and
warming up the camp supper, a couple of hands of cribbage and
talking. We had been at camp for 10 days.
At around 8:30 my wife decided to go to bed as we planned to
hunt the next morning. I picked up my book and was
reading until 10:30, the only light within half a mile.
My camp was a single gas light in the front room which I was
using to read. The nearest people were half a
mile away in their camp back toward Route 9.
I decided to call tonight at 10:30 and wanted to relieve
myself before going to bed, so I went outside across the porch,
down the front steps and walked approximately 15 feet to the
back outside corner of the camp. Within seconds of standing in
that spot, there were two very loud thwack sounds just inside
the wood line which is 15 yards across the backyard.
It took me by surprise as I've never heard that sound before
completely by myself in the woods.
It sounded identical to someone taking a large stick of firewood
and hitting a tree in full swing.
I could easily replicate that noise by knocking snow or ice
off firewood against the tree, but with force.
I did not have a flashlight with me, as the diffused light from
the gaslight inside the camp gave me enough point of
reference to get back inside, so I didn't think to bring one.
I stood there perplexed as to what I had just heard and tried
to make sense of it when it happened again.
Thwack, but this time a little further away, maybe 25 to 30
yards, but still quite loud. This repeated itself 10 or 11 *
/ a period of maybe 2 to 3 minutes, each time a little more
distance than before. I remained standing there still
trying to figure out what was whacking these trees after
hitting. After the hitting of trees
dissipated, I returned to the camp and locked the door.
I didn't and still don't know what it was, but I knew it
wasn't a person. Most dear bear.
Of course there was absolutely no light, as in a flashlight
from a person. Additionally, those woods are
extremely thick with dead spruce and fir.
Lots of blowdowns. Yet there was absolutely no
noise. No snapping branches, no
breaking twigs, nothing. Silence.
I can tell you first hand that nobody could walk down through
there in broad daylight, much less at night, without a
flashlight, without snapping branches and making a lot of
noise. I spent an additional hour in
the camp that night reflecting on what I had heard and trying
to attribute it to something that made sense.
There was none in all of my experience.
I went to bed and when we got up Friday morning we decided to
hang out at camp to get a start on packing and cleaning.
As we were closing up camp and leaving on Saturday, I walked
into the woods during daylight where I'd heard the thwack
noises the night before but found nothing or I expected to
see some type of sign. Needless to say I didn't tell my
wife about those experiences until Saturday morning as we
were getting ready to leave. I still have no idea what it
was, it was so dark I didn't see anything, but I can tell you
that I've never heard or experienced anything like that
in the many years that I've spent in those woods and 30 plus
years I've owned that camp. Wow.
Says there's no other witnesses, other stories.
He says I questioned one other longtime woodsman from the area.
He had never experienced anything like that.
His camp is a little over a mile from mine.
Tells us it was a 10/30 at night, complete overcast, no
stars, no moon, pitch black low 40s, no wind, rain or snow.
Says my environment had my backyard.
Thick woods, lots of small dead spruce and fir with blow downs
and mixed forest. 3 uninhabited, other camps nearby but not in
visual sight. So this is really a pretty
remote area. Guy's been going here all these
years it says. And for the first time he has
this experience, this wood knocking.
I mean, clearly to me, these things are trying to intimidate
people somehow I think I don't look at this as a as a situation
where these entities or whatever they are, I reach down to
communicate with people. To me, it just means get off of
my property, you know, kind of get out of my yard.
Let's take a look at a couple more here.
We'll do this one and one more now.
This here encounter said happened in 1996 or 1997 in Main
and Hancock County. Nearest town Bucksport, nearest
Rd. at 46. Now this looks to me in the map
like it's down South of Bangor, maybe getting pretty close to
the coastline down there. The experience here tells us my
sister and I were driving to school one morning a few years
ago, and straight up ahead we both saw something standing
there in the road on two feet, staring at us as we approached.
As we got closer, we could tell that the creature was about the
size of a human, was covered with dark shaggy hair, and was
sort of hunched over with its arms hanging down quite far.
It just did there, about a foot or two into the road, watching
us, and then almost as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished
into the trees. When we drove by, I looked into
the forest to see if I could see anything, but I couldn't.
We went to school, told a few friends, and then told our
parents later that night. We didn't think to call the
police or anything at the time, although I wish we had.
When we tell people, they never believe us because most people
don't even believe in Bigfoot. I'm glad that this sight is here
so that someone might finally believe us.
I know what we saw was real, and I know it wasn't a bear.
Bears are not shaped like humans and very rarely walk around on
two feet, it says. The witnesses.
It was just me and my sister and we were headed to school.
As far as other stories go, it says.
I thought I should tell you about this even though it might
have been nothing. I was driving with my dad in
Orrington, ME and as we passed the road I saw something
crossing it. I couldn't tell what it was
because we went past so quickly, but what I saw was a dark, but
what I saw was very dark and tall.
It is possible that it just could have been a bear, but it
would have had to have been up on two feet.
I made my dad turn around and we went up the road, driving very
slowly, looking into the woods along the sides of the road.
We didn't see anything. Whatever it was had vanished.
But now, as I think back, comparing that incident with the
other that I had in Bucksport, what I saw in Ointon, although
only for a second, seemed very similar to each other.
I'm not saying that I know or even think it was a Bigfoot in
Ointon that day, but I do think that it certainly looked like
the one I saw in Bucksport. I didn't think much about that
incident and had almost forgotten about it because I
never had an explanation for it and because I was the only one
who saw it, so I had nobody to discuss it with.
It says as far as the terms, time and conditions, it was
during the school year, so it wasn't summer and there was no
snow, so I don't think it was winter.
It was either fall or spring. The environment on a road with a
lot of forest near White's apple orchard.
I think it's interesting to know that this could have been near
an apple orchard. And we've often read stories or
heard stories about how these things like apples, how they
take apples for bait, how they've been known to eat apples
off apple trees, a great form of food for these things.
Even if it might not be a naturally occurring species
that's been around for thousands of years in their environment,
it's something that they seem to welcome.
Now let's take a look at this last Bigfoot sighting here
before we wrap up this episode. This last sighting is dated
December 18th, 2023. Location County.
Aristuke County. It says that their main.
The residents do not want us to post your address or user last
names. The property is 2 1/2 miles
South of Mars Hill Main and 3 1/2 miles West of the Canadian
border. So you're looking up there in
the northeast part of Maine. It says.
Nearest town Blaine, nearest Rd. Robinson Rd.
Now if we go over here and see what the observer has to say, it
says December 18th, 2023, a big storm blew in around 7:00 AM and
didn't move off until about 12:20 AM.
That's quite a storm and knocked out power to our home sometime
around 7:00 PM. We have a chicken coop about 40
feet from our house. It is 2 feet off the ground and
12 by 20 with an entrance door that used to be the front door
to our home. It was about 8:30 PM.
Sunset is around 3:30 this time of year when I was shining my
flashlight out and upstair window and saw a dark silhouette
standing in front of my coop. The top of its head was in line
with the top of the coop door. It was very muscular with broad
shoulders, long upper legs, and proportionately shorter lower
legs. It was too narrow at the hips to
be a bear. We had a black bear and her Cubs
den near our house a few years ago and this was nothing like
her shape. I moved the flashlight to try to
get a better look and it disappeared from view.
The chicken coop is covered in white siding.
There is no mistake that this was bipedal.
It was facing me when I shined the light on it.
It turned to run off just before I moved the flashlight.
Given that an average door is about 7 feet high and the coupe
is 2 feet off the ground, that would put it at around 9 feet
tall. What had me looking outside was
a sound that I'd heard on the wind that alarmed me to my core.
I had spent the day listening to the wind howl and moan, but this
was different. It was a guttural sound and
within the sounds of the wind, but not In Sync, it caused a
physical reaction. My heart started racing and my
stomach went into knots. I was tending two of my
grandkids who were playing with flashlights, mostly making
shadow puppets. I jumped to my feet and told
them to hand me a flashlight and turn the other one off.
To shine a flashlight outside through the window, I must put
it against the window or it just reflects back.
So to see out the window, all the other lights must be turned
off. One of our dogs was barking
furiously. Before I could tell my daughters
what I saw, they told me what they were experiencing
downstairs with the two younger children and the dogs because
the power was out. My youngest daughter was
charging her phone in her car. She said that she went out to
get her phone off the charger and felt like somebody was
watching her. The feeling was so intense that
she stayed in her car for a few minutes to look around and see
if she could see anyone. When she got out to head back
into the house, she only got a few steps away from the car when
she heard the same sound I had heard.
She said she was instantly terrified and ran into the
house. The dog was in the window
barking as she was coming through the door.
My oldest daughter said that when she heard the howl, she saw
her dog lift her head and look out the window, then stand up
and start barking frantically. The dog was looking in the
opposite direction from my youngest daughter, who had just
started to run at the front door.
Nobody wanted to charge their phones in the vehicles after
that. This was not a case of mistaken
identity about the sounds. We were in 30 mile per hour
winds with 55 mile per hour gust and a downpour of rain in
December. I don't know of any animal,
domestic or wild, that would be out in that weather.
In the morning after sunrise, my oldest daughter went out to the
trash bin that is next to the chicken coop.
She found that heavy lid was lifted off the bin and set on
the back of the bin opposite the direction of the wind that had
been blowing. Two large bags of trash were
missing and there was a trail of trash into the woods.
Critters tear up the trash in the bin and pick up what they
want. They do not carry 55 gallon
trash bags home with them. There are no tracks of any kind
because we don't have any soft mud spots.
It was either gravel or grass around the entire area of our
property. Wow.
So they also noticed throughout the summer.
I heard odd chirping sounds after dark, which were
identified as a Mountain Lion. Other witnesses There were three
adults, three kids, one of three dogs, a Doberman, power outage,
children playing shadow puppets with flashlights before bedtime.
Other stories. No, but we don't have no but we
don't know many people. It says the time it happened
8:30 PM during a massive storm, high winds and downpour.
Very dark, and the environment was wooded and farmland
combined. Rural Maine, Triple Key, Triple
Creek, ski resort, hills, ponds and potato farms.
That must have been a really intense experience.
I mean, you've got this storm. The power's out.
It's December now. It says it's pouring down rain,
but I imagine it's still pretty chilly.
And then you're hearing these crazy wild sounds that you can't
identify outside your window. And it's not just you hearing
him. Even the dog can hear him.
So yeah, what a what an incredible sighting there.
The investigator on this one did apparently look into this, it
says. Note from BFR investigator Matt
Moneymaker. There are a few elements about
this report that suggests an attempt to make contact and seek
assistance from humans during a weather event.
These situations most often happen on properties where any
prowling animal in the nearby woods would frequently hear and
observe human females interacting with domesticated
animals in an affectionate way, as opposed to an affectionate
treatment of commercial livestock.
We talked about this a few times on the TV show.
The geology around there has big granite protrusions but is not,
but is not cars, IE limestone caves.
The soil is too rocky to dig a man sized burl by hand, nor are
there deep rocky gorges that would provide natural protection
from the harshest winter winds. The only shelter from any wind
in this particular area is thick brush.
Among thick stands of tree. Thick brush provides sufficient
protection from winter or cold adopted duct or cold adapted
mammals if the wind is not too strong.
Certain types of trees, especially types of cedar and
dense thickets create umbrellas from snow at the base.
There are dry depth piles to get inside like small hay piles if
you are right next to the base of the tree, especially big
thick cedar trees. Unless there is a very large and
very dense mature cedar thicket nearby, then very strong
freezing winds will penetrate the thickest trees and brush at
hand. It would be uncomfortable enough
to make a large animal want to move around to keep warm.
This Sasquatch was probably taking chickens and turkeys from
the family's chicken coop. Over time, that poultry would
have been a fall back energy source if high calorie food was
needed desperately, like in this particular freezing wind
scenario. The Sasquatch may also have been
trying to get the attention of the people inside the house,
mostly females and children. That is a typical pattern.
The Sasquatch would have known that these women are helping
other animals through the storm and thus might be sympathetic to
another creature caught in the storm, help with shelter or
perhaps with food. That happens with various types
of mammals in our in similar circumstances.
If there had been a barn or shed where the Sasquatch could have
taken refuge, it probably would have done so during that storm.
A repeated observation in the Midwestern US is Sasquatch
tracks and snow leaving a barn after a bad winter storm.
Even if this family had perceived that the Sasquatch was
seeking help to get through the storm, the family may not have
had the option to open a shelter space like a garage, which would
be an instant cave, say that will provide temporary refuge
from the howling winds. Many types of mammals and birds
will seek shelter spaces and circumstances.
Even if it is close to human dwellings, they will take the
chance. With dogs in the house, it would
not have worked to let the Sasquatch inside by letting it
see they're opening the door to let it come in this situation,
and accommodating humans would open the door and retire to the
upstairs to allow the animal to step inside out of the freezing
winds. So it would not have to confront
a human while inside that is a sort of interaction with the
Sasquatch that may occur in the future once a once people
realize that these are very intelligent creatures that do
not prey on humans. And that's an interesting take
goes on in comments a little bit further has a close up on the
map here yet you can see there's some intensive farming around
this, but there's also stands of trees.
So this could be a situation where maybe these things are
roaming at and like, and like the investigator said, they just
can't find a place to find adequate shelter from the storm
at, I don't know. Very cool sighting none the
less. Just imagine being there in that
storm and then hearing these noises of what appears to be a
very desperate creature. Overall, some really nice
sightings out of Maine. Thank you to the people that put
those in there for us. Until next time, this is UFO
warning over an hour.