Speaker 1: In the late fall early winter of nineteen eighty one.
Speaker 1: The day before Thanksgiving is when this incident took place.
Speaker 1: Deer season had opened, and I looked forward to deer
Speaker 1: hunting at every opportunity. I was out of school for
Speaker 1: the Thanksgiving break and putting together plans to be able
Speaker 1: to hunt as much as possible. This was a daunting
Speaker 1: task as I was too young to drive and had
Speaker 1: to get with some friends in order to go. Two
Speaker 1: days before Thanksgiving, two of my older brother's friends dropped
Speaker 1: by my house and they were hanging out. They invited
Speaker 1: my brother to go hunting, but he couldn't go because
Speaker 1: of work, so they invited me. I was excited, beyond
Speaker 1: belief that they were going to let me go. I
Speaker 1: was up at three point thirty am the next morning
Speaker 1: and looking out the front door, waiting anxiously. At around
Speaker 1: four am, as promised, the men and drove up. I
Speaker 1: loaded up and we were on the way. It took
Speaker 1: probably forty five minutes to arrive at the location. The
Speaker 1: place we parked was a washed out low water bridge. Roy,
Speaker 1: the man driving, had a four wheel drive, but the
Speaker 1: washout was too much for it. Roy and Donnie had
Speaker 1: gotten permission from the landowner, who owned a couple of
Speaker 1: hundred acres, to park there and travel by foot on
Speaker 1: across his properties to some National forest land on the
Speaker 1: backside of his place. They had hunted back there several
Speaker 1: times before and had a good relationship with the owner.
Speaker 1: We grabbed our things and began the walk. I had
Speaker 1: no idea how far it would be nor where we
Speaker 1: would actually be hunting. It was extremely cold that morning,
Speaker 1: and the light wind cut through me as we followed
Speaker 1: the old logging road. Finally, Donnie stopped and told me
Speaker 1: how to get to the place where he wanted me
Speaker 1: to hunt. He told me he would meet me back
Speaker 1: at this spot at nine point thirty. I nodded and
Speaker 1: continued on. I came to an open food plot that
Speaker 1: was described to me and stopped for a minute at
Speaker 1: the edge. It was still well before daylight, and I
Speaker 1: decided to turn off my flashlight to proceed across the field.
Speaker 1: I wanted to do my best to keep from spooking
Speaker 1: any deer that may have been in their feeding. I
Speaker 1: got to the middle of the field and a feeling
Speaker 1: of being watched came over me. I stopped and stood
Speaker 1: there for a couple of minutes, but the feeling didn't
Speaker 1: go away. I turned on my light and scanned the field,
Speaker 1: but I saw and heard nothing. The wind had died
Speaker 1: down and there was absolutely dead calm. It was as
Speaker 1: quiet as a church. I overcame my nervousness and continued
Speaker 1: on and reached the far side of the woodline. The
Speaker 1: sky had started showing pink in the horizon and the
Speaker 1: gray hue of dawn was lingering. I eased on a
Speaker 1: pretty good ways and found a low spot that was dry,
Speaker 1: but could tell it only held water. It was light
Speaker 1: enough to see thirty or forty yards by. Now I
Speaker 1: noticed several scrapes and rubs that were fresh littered about.
Speaker 1: I knew a buck or several bucks must be traveling
Speaker 1: through here. I was excited, to say the least. There
Speaker 1: was frost on the ground that morning, and I need
Speaker 1: to mention that it was near impossible to walk through
Speaker 1: the oak leaf litter that covered the ground without making noise.
Speaker 1: The dry leaves, along with the frost on top of them,
Speaker 1: made you sound like a small vehicle moving through them,
Speaker 1: even walking slow and taking your time. I found a
Speaker 1: white oak tree that was whiter than my shoulder, with
Speaker 1: scratched all the leaves away so I could sit down
Speaker 1: and shift around without making noise. I leaned back and
Speaker 1: got comfortable and settled into wait. I scanned the woods,
Speaker 1: and nothing really happened until around eight am. I had
Speaker 1: noticed that it was really still that morning, and also
Speaker 1: had not seen any wildlife. No squirrels, no birds, nothing
Speaker 1: that in itself was very unusual. It was really strange.
Speaker 1: I caught movement about seventy or so yards away up
Speaker 1: one of the little finger ridges, and finally made out
Speaker 1: a deer slipping down towards the bottom. I then made
Speaker 1: out the white tipped horns of a nice butt. He
Speaker 1: continued slowly along and stopped cold in his tracks, still
Speaker 1: out of range of my shotgun. My heart skipped a
Speaker 1: beat as the deer stood motionless, looking in my direction
Speaker 1: for what seemed like several minutes. He never turned and ran,
Speaker 1: and he eased backwards without looking away from my direction.
Speaker 1: I had never seen a deer walk backwards in that
Speaker 1: manner before or since this event. He took five or
Speaker 1: six steps back, and in a blink whirled and left,
Speaker 1: like he was shot out of a cannon. I sat
Speaker 1: there in disbelieve, trying to figure out what had happened.
Speaker 1: I had not so much as blinked, so I know
Speaker 1: he never saw me. A slight breeze could be felt
Speaker 1: on my left cheek, and that told me that he
Speaker 1: could not have winded me. I was sitting there trying
Speaker 1: to figure out what had just happened. That's when I
Speaker 1: heard the first breathing sound. It was barely audible at first,
Speaker 1: but began to increase in volume. At first I thought
Speaker 1: it was me due to the excitement, I held my breath,
Speaker 1: but the sound did not stop. By now it was
Speaker 1: very loud and very close. It was heavy and raspy.
Speaker 1: I slowly looked around as far as I could to
Speaker 1: my left, but the tree was too wide for me
Speaker 1: to see around. I then looked down and saw my shadow,
Speaker 1: the tree shadow, and a third massive shadow standing behind
Speaker 1: the tree. I jumped to my feet and away from
Speaker 1: the tree, and there before me was a hair covered
Speaker 1: upright creature. He stood seven to seven and a half
Speaker 1: feet tall and was covered with pine straw colored hair
Speaker 1: that was five to six inches long. He was slender
Speaker 1: and not very bulky. The only part of his body
Speaker 1: that had no hair was his face. It was flat
Speaker 1: for the most part, and he had no neck. From
Speaker 1: what I could see, his forehead was large and his
Speaker 1: eyes were set back. I saw no white in them,
Speaker 1: just cold black. His nose turned up slightly and was
Speaker 1: not large either. He showed no teeth, and his mouth
Speaker 1: was very wide with thin lips. His skin was gray
Speaker 1: in color, and you could actually see it through his hair.
Speaker 1: His arms hung straight down by his side and appeared
Speaker 1: extremely long, hanging below his knees by several inches. His
Speaker 1: hands had hair on the backside, but his inside part
Speaker 1: of his hands were grayish. Also, his fingers appeared to
Speaker 1: be very long and looked like discolored fingernails, not claws.
Speaker 1: He had a slight, stooped forward posture. I was scared
Speaker 1: beyond belief. I wanted to run, but the creature was
Speaker 1: between me and where I wanted to go. I still
Speaker 1: cannot believe this to this day. Why I did not
Speaker 1: shoot him at point blank range. The thought never crossed
Speaker 1: my mind. I dropped my gun and ran as fast
Speaker 1: as I could, swinging a wide away from him. Thinking back,
Speaker 1: he could have caught me easily. I'm sure he never
Speaker 1: made a sound and never posed a threat the whole time.
Speaker 1: I think back. How I never heard that thing moving
Speaker 1: through the leaf litter, how stealthy it was. Had I
Speaker 1: not heard the breathing, I would have never heard him
Speaker 1: at all. I hit the clearing in full gate, shouting
Speaker 1: and calling for Donnie the whole way. He appeared and
Speaker 1: was afraid something had happened to me. He grabbed me
Speaker 1: and I tried to recount the story. He did not
Speaker 1: believe me at first, and I can understand that. We
Speaker 1: walked in silence back out and called for Roy where
Speaker 1: we had parted earlier. Finally Roy appeared. After telling him
Speaker 1: what had happened, he came to the conclusion that I
Speaker 1: had seen a bear. I told him that was no bear.
Speaker 1: He noticed I did not have my gun. When I
Speaker 1: told him where I dropped it, he said, we need
Speaker 1: to go get it. I thought going back to sitting,
Speaker 1: and my gun was where I had dropped it. While
Speaker 1: I was getting it, they looked down at the ground
Speaker 1: where I told them the thing was standing, pressed down
Speaker 1: in the leaves. You could plainly see the impressions where
Speaker 1: it had been standing. He could also see that the
Speaker 1: creature turned and walked towards the creek. I did not
Speaker 1: want to, but the men insisted following the tracks for
Speaker 1: a bit. We made it to the creek bank and
Speaker 1: it was a steep drop off six or eight feet.
Speaker 1: We could see where something slid down, and then we
Speaker 1: saw very good tracks in the sand where the thing
Speaker 1: had crossed. The tracks were fifteen to sixteen inches long
Speaker 1: and about eight inches wide. It had three toes, not five.
Speaker 1: We saw four good tracks and they were about four
Speaker 1: feet in stride. Roy and Donnie both said let's get
Speaker 1: out of here. There was very little said on the
Speaker 1: walk out, in complete silence on the ride home. We
Speaker 1: never spoke about it again, and I have never returned
Speaker 1: there to this day. Donnie is no longer living, and
Speaker 1: Roy moved away and I have not spoken to him
Speaker 1: in twenty years. This story is one hundred percent true,
Speaker 1: and I have only told a few people about this.
Speaker 1: I know most people will call it mistaken identity or
Speaker 1: say that I made this up, but I know what
Speaker 1: I saw that day, and all I can tell you
Speaker 1: is these things are one hundred percent real.
Speaker 2: I've always loved the outdoors growing up in Indiana. I
Speaker 2: seized every opportunity I could to hunt and spend time
Speaker 2: in the woods. Now that I live in Utah. I
Speaker 2: have the added pleasure of the mountains and elk hunting.
Speaker 2: It is where I'm the happiest in what I enjoy
Speaker 2: the most. Often when I'm in the woods in Utah
Speaker 2: have experienced strange things. I've always believed in Bigfoot, but
Speaker 2: while I'm up in the mountains, I'm always quick to
Speaker 2: bury the feelings and push any negative faults to the
Speaker 2: back of my mind to stave off the fear that
Speaker 2: might keep me from returning to my beloved wilderness. That
Speaker 2: doesn't mean that I don't listen to my inner gut.
Speaker 2: If it's telling me to avoid something, that's what I do.
Speaker 2: With the outbreak of COVID nineteen, Utah has experienced a
Speaker 2: huge increase in sales of campers and side by sides.
Speaker 2: I guess this is one of the few things that
Speaker 2: people can do these days, and everyone seems to be
Speaker 2: doing it. I hunt a remote place in northern Utah
Speaker 2: that can be best described as the middle of nowhere.
Speaker 2: The dirt road to this location goes back several miles
Speaker 2: into the pure wilderness. Before the COVID scare. You might
Speaker 2: find one person camping along this road on a summer weekend,
Speaker 2: but usually there was no one. There are a few
Speaker 2: inlets along this road where hunters can camp during elk
Speaker 2: or deer season. They are the kind of level spots
Speaker 2: where a hunter might pull off and think this is
Speaker 2: good enough. However, few people would ever attempt or recreational
Speaker 2: camping in places like these. They're not campgrounds or anything
Speaker 2: even remotely close. The entire area is nothing but remote forest.
Speaker 2: In July of twenty twenty, I brought my travel trailer up,
Speaker 2: hoping to find one of those few spots big enough
Speaker 2: to make it work. I left early in the morning
Speaker 2: in an attempt to be the first person there. Friends
Speaker 2: have reported that people are trying to recreational camp up
Speaker 2: there now because of all the traditional campgrounds are full.
Speaker 2: When I arrived, I was shocked at the number of people.
Speaker 2: There were campers and tents everywhere. It was worse than
Speaker 2: any hunting season I've ever seen. I couldn't believe how
Speaker 2: many people were camping in the middle of nowhere. And
Speaker 2: I managed to find a spot though, and I set
Speaker 2: up my camp. Afterwards, we me and my wife and
Speaker 2: our kids hit the trail with our ATVs and had
Speaker 2: a great time. As night fell, we cooked dinner and
Speaker 2: sat around the fire, talking with our kids and watching
Speaker 2: the logs slowly dissolved to ash and smoke against the
Speaker 2: dark backdrop of the surrounding forest. Eventually, we got the
Speaker 2: kids into bed and began cleaning up the campsite. At
Speaker 2: eleven thirty PM, I was putting out the fire as
Speaker 2: my wife was heading up the steps in our travel trailer,
Speaker 2: when at that exact moment, we heard a loud, screaming
Speaker 2: growl from six hundred yards away. It was so loud
Speaker 2: and far away, while at the same time so close,
Speaker 2: and I recognize that screen. I'd heard it on a
Speaker 2: number of YouTube channels, but I never dreamt I'd be
Speaker 2: hearing it for myself. My wife, who had gone inside
Speaker 2: where the air conditioner was blowing, didn't hear it. I
Speaker 2: quickly went in and locked the door and grabbed both
Speaker 2: of the handguns I had brought with me and had
Speaker 2: them ready to go. My wife kept asking me what
Speaker 2: was wrong, but I told her not to worry about it.
Speaker 2: Telling someone not to worry only makes them worry more, though,
Speaker 2: so I finally told her that we would talk about
Speaker 2: it in the morning, and thankfully, nothing happened that night,
Speaker 2: and I'm sure Bigfoot is not happy with the big
Speaker 2: influx of people coming into his domain. It used to
Speaker 2: happen only during hunting season, but now it's all summer long.
Speaker 2: It makes me feel kind of bad for them.
Speaker 1: Well.
Speaker 2: The next morning, after breakfast, we went back to writing
Speaker 2: the ATVs. Not far down the road from our camp,
Speaker 2: some people had been camping in tents the day before.
Speaker 2: That morning, I was surprised to see all three tenths abandoned.
Speaker 2: Those campers with no ac or walls to mask the
Speaker 2: sound must have gotten the fright of their lives from
Speaker 2: the loud screams of the night before. And as for us,
Speaker 2: we had a great trip. That scream was the only
Speaker 2: thing we saw or heard the entire weekend. And now
Speaker 2: he gets into his theories, and this is interesting, It's
Speaker 2: interesting and relevant. I have a theory on what Bigfoot is.
Speaker 2: The Bible tells us plain as day, and no, I
Speaker 2: do not think they are Nephelum, as so many people
Speaker 2: have suggested. Bigfoot is Cain and his descendants. Everyone knows
Speaker 2: that Cain was the first person to ever commit the
Speaker 2: sin of murder, but he's also the first who turned
Speaker 2: his back on the Lord. He was a son of
Speaker 2: Adam and Eve. And I think the Bible clearly lays
Speaker 2: out the curse of Cain as being bigfoot. All right.
Speaker 2: Here a couple verses from Genesis that describe Cain's punishment.
Speaker 2: And Cain talked with Abel, his brother, And it came
Speaker 2: to pass when they were in the field, that Cain
Speaker 2: rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him. And
Speaker 2: the Lord said, unto Cain, where is Abel thy brother?
Speaker 2: And he said, I don't know, am I my brother's keeper?
Speaker 2: And he said, what hast thou done? The voice of
Speaker 2: thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground. And
Speaker 2: now art thou cursed from the earth which hath opened
Speaker 2: her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand.
Speaker 2: When thou tellest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield
Speaker 2: unto thee her strength. A fugitive and a vagabond, thou
Speaker 2: shalt be on this earth. And Cain said, unto the Lord,
Speaker 2: my punishment is greater than I can bear. Behold Thou's
Speaker 2: driven me out this day from the face of the earth,
Speaker 2: and from thy face shall I be hid. And I
Speaker 2: shall be a fugitive and a vagabond in the earth.
Speaker 2: And it shall come to pass that every one that
Speaker 2: findeth me shall slay me. And the Lord said unto him, Therefore,
Speaker 2: whosoever slayeth Cain, the vengeance shall be taken on him sevenfold.
Speaker 2: And the Lord said, a mark upon Cain, lest any
Speaker 2: finding him should try to kill him. Genesis, chapter four,
Speaker 2: verses eight through fifteen. Cain's punishment was that he and
Speaker 2: his posterity are cursed, as the scripture says, a mark
Speaker 2: is placed upon him and his posterity there cursed to
Speaker 2: roam the earth, is a fugitive and a vagabond. This
Speaker 2: also states that they won't be successful in raising crops
Speaker 2: as part of the curse, which is why they don't,
Speaker 2: even though I'm sure they are intelligent enough. Can you
Speaker 2: find anything more suitable or descriptive of a life of
Speaker 2: a bigfoot? The Lord also hence in verse five fifteen,
Speaker 2: that he will make it hard for man to find him,
Speaker 2: et cetera. Finally, he says that his description is such
Speaker 2: that if anyone sees him, they will be scared and
Speaker 2: want to kill him. And now he goes on to
Speaker 2: give another account from the eighteen hundreds. He writes, the
Speaker 2: following account comes from the early eighteen hundreds. It is
Speaker 2: from a man named David Patten, in which one claims
Speaker 2: to be came quote. I was riding along the road
Speaker 2: on my mule. Suddenly I noticed a very strange personage
Speaker 2: walking beside me. His head was about even with my
Speaker 2: shoulders as I sat in my saddle. He wore no clothing,
Speaker 2: but was covered with hair. His skin was very dark.
Speaker 2: I asked him where he dwelt, and he replied that
Speaker 2: he had no home, that he was a wanderer in
Speaker 2: the earth and traveled to and fro. He said he
Speaker 2: was very miserable creature, and that he had earnestly sought
Speaker 2: death during his sojourn upon the earth, but that he
Speaker 2: could not die, and his mission was to destroy the
Speaker 2: souls of men. About the time he expressed himself, thus
Speaker 2: I rebuked him in the name of the Lord Jesus
Speaker 2: Christ and by virtue of the Holy Priesthood, and I
Speaker 2: commanded him to go hence, and he immediately departed out
Speaker 2: of my sight. Cain's curse was to live till the
Speaker 2: end of time to pay for what he had done.
Speaker 2: I will say that I don't think that is the
Speaker 2: fate of his offspring. God is just and in my opinion,
Speaker 2: his descendants have the mark or the genetics of Cain,
Speaker 2: but they live and die as we do. Also, I
Speaker 2: think his posterity are mostly good with very few bad,
Speaker 2: just like us humans. I think the Lord will judge
Speaker 2: them as he does us. I offer one last side
Speaker 2: note as further proof. There was a show on the
Speaker 2: History Channel wherein a group of guys went up to
Speaker 2: a remote lake in Canada where there was a lot
Speaker 2: of bigfoot activity. At this cabin, they put down bearboards
Speaker 2: under the windows and the doors. Baarboards are essentially a
Speaker 2: piece of ply of wood with nails sticking up through them.
Speaker 2: If a bear steps on the nails, it is discouraged
Speaker 2: from hanging around. On the bearboards set out by these men,
Speaker 2: they found blood and hair. They were able to do
Speaker 2: a DNA analysis of it, and to their surprise, they
Speaker 2: were told the DNA was almost human, but slightly different.
Speaker 2: The scientists went on to say that it was almost
Speaker 2: as if the DNA was from a cursed human. It
Speaker 2: was closer to any human than anything they'd seen, but
Speaker 2: slightly changed. Well, those are my thoughts, and I think
Speaker 2: of all the theories, this one makes the most sense.