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Speaker 2: Open up to an odyssey. Are there's something in the woods?
Speaker 3: Anato to you what you're about to see?
Speaker 2: You or something in the woods? Knock in the parking.
Speaker 3: Changer by the ooman said don't go outside.
Speaker 2: There's something in the woods tonight. I hear rim knocking,
Speaker 2: shaking bushits footprints howling on my lung. Open up to
Speaker 2: an odyssey something in the woods.
Speaker 1: I hope this finds you well. I've been a loyal
Speaker 1: listener of your show for a long time, and I
Speaker 1: remember the episode you did a few years back about
Speaker 1: the Vietnam rock apes. That's what made me realize you
Speaker 1: might be one of the few people out there who
Speaker 1: would actually believe what I'm about to tell you. See,
Speaker 1: I was there. I fought in that damn war, and
Speaker 1: I saw things things they told us to forget. I've
Speaker 1: kept this story he locked up for decades, but after
Speaker 1: hearing your show, I feel like it's time to finally
Speaker 1: let someone know the truth. Let me take you back.
Speaker 1: I signed up for the Army in sixty six, just
Speaker 1: a fresh faced eighteen year old kid from Kentucky who
Speaker 1: thought he knew everything we all did. Back then, the
Speaker 1: draft was breathing down my neck, so I figured I'd
Speaker 1: rather enlist on my own terms than wait for Uncle
Speaker 1: Sam to come knocking. Basic training was a blur, hard days,
Speaker 1: harder nights, and drill sergeants who seemed to enjoy making
Speaker 1: us suffer. Then came advanced individual training, and before I
Speaker 1: knew it, I was shipped off to Noam in early
Speaker 1: sixty seven, straight into the jungle. I was assigned to
Speaker 1: an infantry platoon, just a bunch of kids like me,
Speaker 1: thrown into hell with a rifle and a prayer. None
Speaker 1: of us knew what we were really walking into, but
Speaker 1: we learned fast. Some didn't make it long enough to
Speaker 1: learn at all. Most guys did one tour, maybe two
Speaker 1: if they were unlucky. I did three. That jungle became
Speaker 1: my whole damned world. I saw things that still haunt me.
Speaker 1: Firefights that turned my friends into unrecognizable lumps of meat,
Speaker 1: booby traps that took legs, arms, and lives. In an instant,
Speaker 1: I learned to keep my head down, keep my rifle ready,
Speaker 1: and never ever trust the jungle. But the scariest thing
Speaker 1: in that war wasn't Charlie. It wasn't the land mines
Speaker 1: or even the snipers. It was something else, something that
Speaker 1: wasn't supposed to exist. The older guys in my unit
Speaker 1: talked about them first, Harry Bastard's, they said, walked on
Speaker 1: two legs, about five or six feet tall, broad shouldered,
Speaker 1: and mean as hell. They weren't like the little gibbons
Speaker 1: or monkeys you'd see in the trees. No, these things
Speaker 1: were built like linebackers, and they didn't like us being there.
Speaker 1: They called them rock apes, and the name fit. Those
Speaker 1: creatures had a nasty habit of hurling rocks the size
Speaker 1: of your fist into our camps at night, sometimes bigger.
Speaker 1: It wasn't playful either. It was meant to hurt, meant
Speaker 1: to drive us out. And the screams, Jesus, the screams,
Speaker 1: deep guttural howls that made your hair stand on end.
Speaker 1: We'd hear them just beyond the tree line, like they
Speaker 1: were warning us, or maybe just toying with us. The
Speaker 1: jungle is never quiet at night. It's a symphony of insects,
Speaker 1: birds and whatever else is out there. But sometimes everything
Speaker 1: would just stop. No birds, no crickets, just dead silence.
Speaker 1: That's when we knew we weren't alone. Then the noises
Speaker 1: would start, strange whoops, almost human, but not quite. Other
Speaker 1: times we'd hear eerie owl hoots that sounded off too deep,
Speaker 1: too deliberate, like something was mimicking a real owl but
Speaker 1: getting it wrong. There were loud, shrill whistles that would
Speaker 1: bounce between the trees, as if they were signaling to
Speaker 1: one another. There were the howls, low drawn out moans
Speaker 1: that would start soft and build into something so loud
Speaker 1: and primal you could feel it in your chest. One night,
Speaker 1: we were camped in thick brush, the kind of place
Speaker 1: you didn't want to be after dark. I remember hearing
Speaker 1: a whisper. It sounded like my name, floating through the air,
Speaker 1: like a cold breeze. My blood turned to ice. I
Speaker 1: wanted to believe it was one of the guys messing around,
Speaker 1: but the look in their eyes told me they heard
Speaker 1: it too. The rocks would come next, sailing through the trees,
Speaker 1: smashing into equipment, sometimes hitting guys hard enough to leave bruises.
Speaker 1: We'd fire warning shots, but they didn't care. They'd just
Speaker 1: screamed back at us. This horrible mix of a gorilla's
Speaker 1: roar and a man screaming in rage. That's what really
Speaker 1: got to me. It wasn't just animalistic, it was angry,
Speaker 1: almost vengeful. It was laid into my third and final tour.
Speaker 1: Sometime in sixty nine. We were on a recon mission
Speaker 1: deep in the jungle, a small group of us, maybe
Speaker 1: eight guys plus our squad leader. We had set up
Speaker 1: a temporary night position in thick vegetation, hoping to avoid
Speaker 1: enemy patrols. Just after midnight, the first rock came flying
Speaker 1: out of the darkness, then another, then a barrage. We
Speaker 1: thought it was the VC at first, but the way
Speaker 1: the rocks came from multiple angles didn't sit right. The
Speaker 1: jungle was alive, with noises, low grunts, whoops, and strange
Speaker 1: chattering that sounded almost like a language. Then the screaming started.
Speaker 1: They came in fast, at least a dozen of them,
Speaker 1: their eyes reflecting the moonlight like burning coals, huge hulking
Speaker 1: figures at least six feet tall, their thick hair matted
Speaker 1: with dirt and sweat. Their screams weren't just loud, they
Speaker 1: were deep, guttural, full of fury. They were hunting us.
Speaker 1: We opened fire bullets, ripped through the jungle, and I
Speaker 1: saw it. At least three of them drop, their massive bodies,
Speaker 1: hitting the ground hard, but it didn't slow them down.
Speaker 1: They kept coming, throwing more rocks, charging at us through
Speaker 1: the undergrowth. One of them slammed into a big guy
Speaker 1: from Chicago and threw him like a rag doll. Before
Speaker 1: I could react, another rock the size of a basketball
Speaker 1: hit him in the head. He was dead before he
Speaker 1: hit the ground. Then they grabbed another guy just a
Speaker 1: few feet to my left. One second he was next
Speaker 1: to me, firing his M sixteen into the trees. The next,
Speaker 1: a massive, hairy arm shot out, pulled him off his feet,
Speaker 1: and yanked him screaming into the darkness. We never saw
Speaker 1: him again. The rest of us ran like hell, dragging
Speaker 1: the wounded with us. We fired blindly behind us, retreating
Speaker 1: through thick brush until we found a ridge where we
Speaker 1: could hold our ground. When the sun finally rose, the
Speaker 1: jungle was still except for the bodies of three of
Speaker 1: those things lying in the clearing below, But two men
Speaker 1: they had dragged into the jungle were gone. When we
Speaker 1: got back to base, our CEO gave us the same speech,
Speaker 1: keep our mouths shut. The two men from our platoon
Speaker 1: were officially listed as Kia bodies. Unrecovered, the bodies of
Speaker 1: the creatures hauled off on a separate chopper. Like everything
Speaker 1: else in that war, the truth got buried. After I
Speaker 1: got out of the military, I tried to push it
Speaker 1: all down. The war, the horrors, the things I saw.
Speaker 1: I suffered from nightmares and spent a lot of time
Speaker 1: alone battling demons I didn't have words for. Then I
Speaker 1: found deer honey. Being out in the woods, rifle in hand.
Speaker 1: It gave me peace, the quiet, the patience, the tracking.
Speaker 1: It was something I could control. I spent years out there,
Speaker 1: breathing in the fresh air, watching the sun rise over
Speaker 1: the trees, feeling like maybe I could put Vietnam behind me,
Speaker 1: and for a long time I did.
Speaker 4: Sure.
Speaker 1: I'd seen the Patterson get Imlin film, I watched In
Speaker 1: Search of and even The Six Million Dollar Man with
Speaker 1: that damn Sasquatch episode. I knew Bigfoot was a thing
Speaker 1: in the States, but it never really meant much to me.
Speaker 1: Even after everything in Vietnam, I didn't give it a
Speaker 1: second thought. That part of my life was locked away
Speaker 1: and I was just a hunter enjoying my time in
Speaker 1: the woods. Then one morning, everything changed. I was in
Speaker 1: my deer stand, rifle across my lap, waiting. The forest
Speaker 1: was quiet, peaceful. Then I heard it, a deep wood knock,
Speaker 1: followed by another. Then came the howls, louder than anything
Speaker 1: I had ever heard, deeper than a wolf's raw, and primal.
Speaker 1: Then the whistles, bouncing between the trees like something was
Speaker 1: closing in. And then it stepped out. Twenty five yards away.
Speaker 1: This massive creature emerged from the trees, dark, shaggy hair,
Speaker 1: easily over seven feet tall, muscles rippling under its hair.
Speaker 1: Its eyes locked onto mine, and I felt like prey.
Speaker 1: Then it bared its teeth and let out a scream,
Speaker 1: a mix of a lion's roar and a guttural, rage
Speaker 1: filled howl that made my insides turn cold. I gripped
Speaker 1: my rifle, but I didn't shoot. Maybe it was instinct,
Speaker 1: maybe it was fear, but something in me knew that
Speaker 1: pulling the trigger wouldn't end well. And just like that,
Speaker 1: it turned and disappeared into the thick woods. I climbed
Speaker 1: down from that deer stand and walked straight back to
Speaker 1: my truck. I haven't hunted since people need to know
Speaker 1: These things are real, they are dangerous, and if the
Speaker 1: government doesn't want us to know about them, that means
Speaker 1: they're even worse than we think. Sincerely, Roger M. Former
Speaker 1: US Army Infantry Vietnam veteran. Roger's story shook me. It
Speaker 1: wasn't just the details, those eerie whistles, the guttural screams,
Speaker 1: the sense of being watched. It was the way he
Speaker 1: told it. This wasn't some campfire tale or a hunter
Speaker 1: mistaking a bear for something bigger. He wrote with the
Speaker 1: weight of a man who had carried this truth for decades,
Speaker 1: a truth too strange to share until now. But as
Speaker 1: I started digging deeper, I realized that Roger's experience wasn't unique.
Speaker 1: In fact, his story was just one of many. The
Speaker 1: rock apes of Vietnam weren't just the stuff of American
Speaker 1: war stories. Vietnamese soldiers, both Vietcong and North Vietnamese Army
Speaker 1: troops reported similar encounters in the dense jungles, where battles raged.
Speaker 1: Both sides spoke in hushed tones about the Hungoy Rung
Speaker 1: or forest people, humanoid creatures covered in thick hair, known
Speaker 1: for their aggression and their strange, almost human like intelligence.
Speaker 1: There were even accounts from Vietnamese troops who had firefights
Speaker 1: with these creatures, believing them to be some unknown enemy force.
Speaker 1: Soldiers on both sides described the same unnerving behavior, rock throwing,
Speaker 1: deep vocalizations, and an uncanny ability to blend into the jungle.
Speaker 1: Some Vietnamese reports even suggested that the rock apes weren't
Speaker 1: just avoiding humans, but actively defending their territory. So was
Speaker 1: Roger's experience a one off encounter. Absolutely not. What I
Speaker 1: found made it clear something was out there in the
Speaker 1: jungles of Vietnam, and for those who fought in that war,
Speaker 1: the rock apes were as real as the enemy with
Speaker 1: a rifle in the next valley over. During the Vietnam War,
Speaker 1: amidst the horrors of jungle warfare, American and South Vietnamese
Speaker 1: troops reported a bizarre and unsettling phenomenon encounters with large
Speaker 1: bipedal primates that came to be known as the rock Apes.
Speaker 1: These mysterious creatures were said to inhabit the dense mountainous
Speaker 1: regions of Vietnam, particularly in the Anamite Mountains which stretch
Speaker 1: along the Laos Vietnam border, described as standing anywhere from
Speaker 1: five to six feet tall, covered in thick, reddish brown fur,
Speaker 1: and weighing upwards of two hundred to three hundred pounds,
Speaker 1: These creatures allegedly displayed human like intelligence and unsettling aggression
Speaker 1: traits that set them apart from any known primate species
Speaker 1: in the region. Some soldiers claimed to have seen them
Speaker 1: moving and coordinated groups, communicating with a series of guttural sounds, hoots,
Speaker 1: and low growls. Those skeptics have dismissed these sightings as hallucinations,
Speaker 1: misidentified animals, or the product of war and duce stress.
Speaker 1: The sheer number of reports from both American and North
Speaker 1: Vietnamese forces has cemented the legend of the rock apes
Speaker 1: in military folklore. One of the most famous encounters occurred
Speaker 1: in nineteen sixty six on Hill eight six eight, a
Speaker 1: remote rugged outpost near Da Noong. A squad of U.
Speaker 1: S Marines had set up a temporary position when they
Speaker 1: began hearing strange, animalistic sounds echoing from the dense jungle
Speaker 1: surrounding them. At first, they assumed the noises were coming
Speaker 1: from Vietcong fighters or local wildlife, but as night fell,
Speaker 1: their assumptions were shattered. Emerging from the shadows of the
Speaker 1: tree line, a group of large upright figures began pelting
Speaker 1: their position with stones. The Marines, believing they were under attack,
Speaker 1: opened fire with their M sixteen rifles, M sixty machine guns,
Speaker 1: and even lobbed grenades into the jungle. The creatures, however,
Speaker 1: seemed impervious to the gunfire, retreating momentarily, only to return
Speaker 1: and resume their assault. The firefight lasted for what felt
Speaker 1: like hours, and when dawn finally broke, the Marines cautiously
Speaker 1: advanced into the jungle, expecting to find bodies or blood trails.
Speaker 1: To their astonishment, there were none. The jungle was eerily silent,
Speaker 1: and aside from the scattered debris of their makeshift outpost,
Speaker 1: there was no evidence that anything had been there at all.
Speaker 1: Similar reports emerged from other regions, particularly in the Central Highlands,
Speaker 1: where Special Forces units operating deep in enemy territory, claimed
Speaker 1: to have seen large ape like figures watching them from
Speaker 1: the tree tops and stay tuned for more sasquatch otta see,
Speaker 1: We'll be right back. After these messages, some green Berets,
Speaker 1: accustomed to the jungle and its wildlife, swore that these
Speaker 1: creatures were unlike anything they had ever encountered. Pilots flying
Speaker 1: over the region reported seeing tall, bipedal figures darting between
Speaker 1: the trees, and even the North Vietnamese Army and Viet
Speaker 1: Cong soldiers had their own stories. Some believed the creatures
Speaker 1: to be forest spirits, ancient beings that had long lived
Speaker 1: undisturbed in the depths of the jungle, while others regarded
Speaker 1: them as omens of misfortune. A few captured Viet Cong prisoners,
Speaker 1: when questioned, admitted that their own forces had seen the
Speaker 1: creatures and even engaged them in battle, sometimes suffering casualties
Speaker 1: when their bullets seemingly had little effect on the beasts.
Speaker 1: As stories of the rock apes, military intelligence attempted to
Speaker 1: explain the sightings through conventional means. Some suggested that the
Speaker 1: creatures were simply misidentified primates. Vietnam is home to several
Speaker 1: species of monkeys and gibbons, including the Tonkin snub nosed
Speaker 1: monkey and the northern white cheeked gibbon, both of which
Speaker 1: can stand upright momentarily. However, these animals are much smaller
Speaker 1: than the reported creatures, typically weighing no more than thirty pounds,
Speaker 1: and their behavior does not match the reported aggression of
Speaker 1: the rock apes. Furthermore, soldiers with extensive experience in the
Speaker 1: jungle dismissed these explanations outright, insisting that they knew the
Speaker 1: difference between a monkey and what they had encountered. A
Speaker 1: more controversial theory among cryptozoologists suggests that the rock apes
Speaker 1: may be a relic population of an unknown species of
Speaker 1: prehistoric primate, possibly related to Gigantopithecus Blackie, an extinct ape
Speaker 1: that once roamed Asia and is thought to have stood
Speaker 1: over nine feet tall. Others proposed that these creatures could
Speaker 1: be a surviving branch of an early hominine species such
Speaker 1: as Homo erectus, that had managed to persist in the
Speaker 1: remote jungles of Southeast Asia undetected by modern science. While
Speaker 1: no physical evidence such as bodies, bones, or DNA has
Speaker 1: ever been recovered, proponents of this theory argue that the dense,
Speaker 1: unexplored forests of Vietnam could easily conceal a small population
Speaker 1: of such creatures. Skeptics, however, offer a different explanation. The
Speaker 1: Vietnam War was an intense, psychologically grueling conflict. Soldiers were
Speaker 1: subjected to extreme stress, sleep deprivation, and environmental factors that
Speaker 1: could have influenced their perceptions. Some researchers suggest that encounters
Speaker 1: with the rock Apes may have been the result of
Speaker 1: war induced paranoia, exhaustion, or even exposure to hallucinogenic jungle plants. However,
Speaker 1: this explanation is weakened by the consistent of the reports,
Speaker 1: the fact that encounters were recorded across multiple military units
Speaker 1: and even among opposing forces, and the detailed physical descriptions
Speaker 1: that aligned with one another, despite the witnesses never having communicated.
Speaker 1: The legend of the rock Apes is not confined to
Speaker 1: wartime encounters. Long before American forces set foot in Vietnam,
Speaker 1: local folklore spoke of the Bachtutut, a race of wild,
Speaker 1: hairy people who lived deep in the forests. The Montagnard
Speaker 1: tribes of Vietnam and Laos, who have inhabited these regions
Speaker 1: for centuries, have stories passed down through generations describing large
Speaker 1: human like primates that were both feared and respected. These beings,
Speaker 1: according to the locals, would occasionally emerge from the jungle,
Speaker 1: either to steal food or in some cases, to attack
Speaker 1: intruders who ventured too close to their territory. Some anthropologists
Speaker 1: believe that the Bachtutut legends may have been based on
Speaker 1: encounters with a now extinct species of primate or a
Speaker 1: surviving but highly elusive population of an unknown hominoid. Despite
Speaker 1: the lack of physical evidence, the rock apes continued to
Speaker 1: be a subject of intrigue. Cryptozoologists have included them in
Speaker 1: studies of mystery primates, with researchers such as Lauren Coleman
Speaker 1: documenting wartime accounts in his investigations into Undiscovered Species. Craig PJ. Jorgensen,
Speaker 1: a Vietnam veteran and former Green Beret, wrote about rock
Speaker 1: ape encounters in his book Very Crazy, gi Strange but
Speaker 1: True Stories of the Vietnam War. While mainstream science remained skeptical,
Speaker 1: the number of reports, combined with the detailed consistency of descriptions,
Speaker 1: suggests that something unusual may indeed have been lurking in
Speaker 1: the jungles of Vietnam during the war. The Vietnam War
Speaker 1: ended in nineteen seventy five, and with it the bulk
Speaker 1: of first hand rock ape reports faded into history. However,
Speaker 1: the jungles of Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia remained and some
Speaker 1: of the most unexplored wildernesses on Earth, with new species
Speaker 1: still being discovered every year. Whether the rock apes were
Speaker 1: simply a case of wartime paranoia, an undiscovered primate, or
Speaker 1: something far more extraordinary, they're legend endures. Perhaps hidden deep
Speaker 1: in the dense foliage, beyond the reach of modern civilization.
Speaker 1: Something still waits watching, just as it did during the war,
Speaker 1: an unseen presence lurking in the shadowed canopy of the jungle,
Speaker 1: waiting to be discovered. The legends of elusive mysterious creatures
Speaker 1: are not confined to the jungles of Vietnam. In the
Speaker 1: northeastern state of Manopoor, a similar enigma has gripped the
Speaker 1: public consciousness. A series of unexplained animal attacks and sightings
Speaker 1: of an unusual creature have fueled speculation and fear. Despite
Speaker 1: extensive manual searches conducted by authorities, the mystery persists, compelling
Speaker 1: the government to employ CCTV surveillance in an attempt to
Speaker 1: capture definitive evidence of the elusive being. Attacks on small
Speaker 1: livestocks such as ducks can often be attributed to known
Speaker 1: predators like wolves, foxes, dogs, bears, or the cagenglong or
Speaker 1: wild leopard cats. However, the descriptions provided by eyewitnesses suggest
Speaker 1: something far more perplexing. The features reported by those who
Speaker 1: have encountered the creature, often at night or in the
Speaker 1: dim light of foggy winter mornings, do not align with
Speaker 1: any of these known animals. Adding to the mystery are
Speaker 1: reports of attacks on humans, albeit not life threatening. Victims,
Speaker 1: primarily women and even a dog, have been left with
Speaker 1: deep scratch marks indicative of sharp claws. The animal has
Speaker 1: also left claw marks on walls and tree barks, as
Speaker 1: seen in video footage circulating on social media, along with
Speaker 1: footprints in various locations. Eyewitnesses describe the creature as having
Speaker 1: a monkey like face, moving on four legs, yet capable
Speaker 1: of standing upright like a biped. Its eyes shine intensely,
Speaker 1: resembling led torch lights, and it has prominent ears and
Speaker 1: sharp canine teeth. The creature's claws are long and sharp,
Speaker 1: and it possesses a visible tail. Reports suggest it can
Speaker 1: leap extraordinarily high and far, almost appearing to fly when pursued.
Speaker 1: Its intelligence is remarkable, displaying in acute awareness of its surroundings.
Speaker 1: Some accounts even claim it can deflect bullets and evade
Speaker 1: weapons with uncanny agility. The question remains what is this
Speaker 1: bizarre and elusive creature? Given its peculiar traits, it is
Speaker 1: clear that conventional explanations such as a fox dog or
Speaker 1: even a large wildcat fail to fit the description. Could
Speaker 1: this be something entirely beyond our current understanding? Two intriguing
Speaker 1: possibilities emerge, the monkeyoid and the mutant monkey. A monkey
Speaker 1: ooid is a robot designed to resemble a monkey. With
Speaker 1: advancements in robotics and artificial intelligence, humanoid robots are becoming
Speaker 1: increasingly common, developed for strategic applications by technologically advanced nations.
Speaker 1: A monkey ooid could be an intelligent machine equipped with
Speaker 1: an array of sensors, including proprioceptive, proximity, range vision cameras
Speaker 1: and light oar radar systems. It could be fitted with
Speaker 1: mechanical claws capable of leaving scratch marks on walls and trees,
Speaker 1: and spring loaded feet, enabling it to perform high and
Speaker 1: long jumps, creating the illusion of flight. Additionally, a monkey
Speaker 1: ooid constructed with a dense metallic mesh could be impervious
Speaker 1: to bullets by dissipating their energy upon impact. This theory
Speaker 1: bears an eerie resemblance to the infamous monkey Man of
Speaker 1: Delhi from two thousand and one who instilled panic and
Speaker 1: allegedly scratched victims. Could the current situation in Manipur be
Speaker 1: a more advanced version of the same phenomenon. The mutant
Speaker 1: monkey hypothesis suggests that this creature may be a genetically
Speaker 1: modified primate, such as a macaque. Reports indicate that advanced
Speaker 1: laboratories worldwide have conducted genetic engineering experiments on primates, with
Speaker 1: some results publicly available. A monkey faced creature exhibiting unusual
Speaker 1: physical characteristics and enhanced intelligence could be a product of
Speaker 1: such bioengineering. While mass hysteria can often amplify such mysteries,
Speaker 1: it is crucial to approach the situation scientifically. The deployment
Speaker 1: of night vision CCTV cameras coupled with infrared thermographic mapping
Speaker 1: could provide critical data. Since all objects above absolute zero
Speaker 1: emit infrared radiation, a creature's body temperature distribution can be
Speaker 1: analyzed and compared to known species, including robotic constructs like
Speaker 1: a monkeyoid. Only through a methodical scientific approach can we
Speaker 1: hope to uncover the truth behind this enigmatic being. Until then,
Speaker 1: the mystery continues to unfold, leaving the people of Manipur
Speaker 1: in a state of suspense and intrigue. We now turn
Speaker 1: our attention to India, a land of dense forests, ancient
Speaker 1: legends and mysteries that stretch back through time across the world.
Speaker 1: Stories of an elusive apelike creature persist in the United States.
Speaker 1: It is called Bigfoot in Canada, Sasquatch in Brazil, Mapinguari
Speaker 1: in Australia, Yawi in Indonesia, Sajurangjiji, and perhaps most famously
Speaker 1: of all, in Nepal, the legendary Yeti. But few have
Speaker 1: heard of India's own version of this creature, the Man
Speaker 1: de Barum or forest man, said to inhabit the remote
Speaker 1: West Garo Hills of Megalaya in the country's northeast. My
Speaker 1: journey into this mystery began with an invitation from deep Umak,
Speaker 1: a passionate believer in the Yeti's existence, who took me
Speaker 1: deep into the heart of this untamed wilderness. He insists
Speaker 1: that there is compelling evidence of a massive, black and
Speaker 1: gray ape like animal nearly ten feet tall, roaming the
Speaker 1: dense jungle. Reports of siding stretch across decades in various
Speaker 1: locations the west south and East Garro Hills, all describing
Speaker 1: a creature weighing around six hundred and sixty pounds and
Speaker 1: surviving on fruit roots and tree bark. The Garro Hills,
Speaker 1: spanning over eight thousand square kilometers, are among the thickest
Speaker 1: jungle landscapes in India, a place where few dare to venture. Yet,
Speaker 1: as I soon discovered, there is no shortage of people
Speaker 1: who claim to have seen the Manda bar in firsthand.
Speaker 1: One such witness as Nelbison Sangma, a woodcutter who works
Speaker 1: along the fringes of Knackrek National Park. In November two
Speaker 1: thousand and three, he reported seeing the creature three days
Speaker 1: in a row, taking me to the very spot of
Speaker 1: his siding, a grueling five hour trek in the intense
Speaker 1: tropical heat. He described how he watched the beast breaking
Speaker 1: tree brandanches and feeding on the sap with remarkable strength.
Speaker 1: I wanted to photograph it, he said, but I knew
Speaker 1: that by the time I returned with a camera, it
Speaker 1: would be gone. Mister Sangma claims he reported the encounter
Speaker 1: to forestry officials, but his story was dismissed. He then
Speaker 1: led me up a steep jungle path teeming with blood
Speaker 1: sucking leeches to show me a tree where he says
Speaker 1: the creature had left its mark. Scratch patterns were clearly
Speaker 1: visible on the bark, a silent testament to something powerful
Speaker 1: lurking in the depths of the forest. A ten hour
Speaker 1: drive away beyond Nokrek lies Balpakram National Park, a remote,
Speaker 1: near mythical jungle bordering Bangladesh. Here, the hum of insects
Speaker 1: creates an eerie electric buzz, and the land is defined
Speaker 1: by an immense canyon surrounded by sheer cliffs, a place
Speaker 1: that seems perfectly suited for an undiscovered creature to remain hidden.
Speaker 1: One of the most famous sightings occurred here in April
Speaker 1: two thousand and two, when forestry officer James and a
Speaker 1: team of fourteen officials conducting a tiger census allegedly saw
Speaker 1: what they believed to be a yetti. The incident left
Speaker 1: many questioning whether the creature was more than just a legend.
Speaker 1: Renowned author and environmentalist Llewellyn Marek believes these accounts cannot
Speaker 1: be dismissed outright. I saw the footprints myself last year.
Speaker 1: He told me they were different from those of other animals,
Speaker 1: almost human like. Except they were eighteen inches long. What's more,
Speaker 1: these stories are not new. Both my father and grandfather
Speaker 1: saw the creature at different times, mister Marrak continued, Each
Speaker 1: described it as resembling a large gorilla. Yet, despite repeated claims,
Speaker 1: the Megalayah Forestry Department has shown little interest in investigating further.
Speaker 1: Divisional Forestry Officer Shri p. R. Marek acknowledges that while
Speaker 1: he has examined footprint evidence and even taken plaster casts,
Speaker 1: there is no conclusive proof. It is a part of
Speaker 1: our folklore passed down for general, he admitted, but given
Speaker 1: the dense jungle, uncovering the truth is incredibly difficult. Deepu Marak, however,
Speaker 1: remains resolute. He has collected numerous eyewitness accounts and argues
Speaker 1: that skepticism does not equate to absence. The lack of
Speaker 1: photographic evidence does not mean the creature does not exist,
Speaker 1: he insists. We have so many reports that I truly
Speaker 1: believe something is out there in the Garo Hills. For now,
Speaker 1: the mystery endures as the vast and impenetrable forests of
Speaker 1: Megaliah continue to guard their secrets. The truth is out
Speaker 1: there somewhere, says Deepumak with conviction. As tales of mysterious
Speaker 1: creatures weave through history, one legend stands out among the
Speaker 1: snowy peaks of the Himalayas, the Yetti. Often referred to
Speaker 1: as the Abominable Snowman, this elusive bipedal figure has captivated
Speaker 1: the imagination of explorers and locals alike. Stay tuned for
Speaker 1: more sasquat Chatta see We'll be right back after the
Speaker 1: the messages said to roam the rugged mountain ranges of Asia,
Speaker 1: the Yeti occasionally leaves behind enigmatic footprints in the snow,
Speaker 1: though some accounts suggest it dwells below the Himalayan snow line.
Speaker 1: Despite countless expeditions into the remote regions of Russia, China,
Speaker 1: and Nepal, its existence remains unproven. More myth than monster,
Speaker 1: more legend than reality. Described as a muscular creature covered
Speaker 1: in dark grayish or reddish brown hair, the Yeti is
Speaker 1: said to weigh between two hundred and four hundred pounds.
Speaker 1: Unlike its North American counterpart, Bigfoot, which is often depicted
Speaker 1: as towering over humans, the Yeti is relatively short, averaging
Speaker 1: around six feet in height. However, its appearance varies across reports,
Speaker 1: with some witnesses describing taller, more imposing figures and others
Speaker 1: recounting encounters with smaller human like beings. The Yeti has
Speaker 1: long been a figure in the folklore of the Himalayan people,
Speaker 1: often portrayed as a formidable and dangerous being. According to
Speaker 1: author Shiva da Call, many traditional stories cast the creature
Speaker 1: as a warning, a lesson to respect the wild and
Speaker 1: remain close to the safety of the community. Even history's
Speaker 1: great conquerors were intrigued by the legend. When Alexander the
Speaker 1: Great invaded the Indus Valley in three twenty six BC,
Speaker 1: he demanded to see a yeti for himself. However, as
Speaker 1: National Geographic recounts, the locals informed him that the creature
Speaker 1: could not survive at such low altitudes, leaving him disappointed
Speaker 1: but no less fascinated. With the arrival of Western explorers
Speaker 1: in the Himalayas, the legend of the Yeti took on
Speaker 1: a more sensationalist edge. In nineteen twenty one, British journalist
Speaker 1: Henry Newman interviewed a group of Mount Everest explorers who
Speaker 1: claimed to have discovered massive footprints in the snow. Their
Speaker 1: local guides attributed the tracks to meta Kangmi, a term
Speaker 1: roughly translating to man bear snowman. Newman, however, misinterpreted matta
Speaker 1: as filthy, and in a flourish of journalistic creativity, decided
Speaker 1: that abominable had a more dramatic ring to it. Thus
Speaker 1: the Abominable Snowman was born, and with it a global fascination.
Speaker 1: Over the decades, various reports have attempted to piece together
Speaker 1: the mystery of the Yeti. In nineteen forty two, two
Speaker 1: hikers reported seeing two black specks moving across the snow
Speaker 1: roughly a quarter of a mile below them. Despite the distance,
Speaker 1: their description was remarkably detailed. The figure stood nearly eight
Speaker 1: feet tall, with squared heads, close fitting ears, and sharply
Speaker 1: sloping shoulders leading to a powerful chest covered in reddish
Speaker 1: brown fur. Another account described a smaller human like figure
Speaker 1: with a hairy head but a relatively bare chest, foraging
Speaker 1: for roots and emitting an eerie, high pitched cry from
Speaker 1: whispered legends to footprints in the snow. The Yetti remains
Speaker 1: an enigma, one that could continues to lure adventurers, skeptics,
Speaker 1: and storytellers into the vast untamed wilderness of the Himalayas.
Speaker 1: Whether a creature of myth or a yet undiscovered species,
Speaker 1: its presence endures, etched into the landscape and the lore
Speaker 1: of the mountains.
Speaker 2: They say, you don't gotta go home, but you can't stay.
Speaker 2: I don't want to be.
Speaker 3: World out, job everything joy for me, joy, staying right.
Speaker 2: You come in from away.
Speaker 4: Still sat side, stay, stay still, Stop tell me.
Speaker 2: The past.
Speaker 4: Start plays ands, stars and gas usas pass