Speaker 2: Hello, friends.
Speaker 1: Steve Stockton here with you. Today, we're bringing you something
Speaker 1: just a little bit different. National and State Park Bigfoot Encounters.
Speaker 2: Join me. Let's take a walk and see.
Speaker 1: For many years, we've heard of the phenomenon of Bigfoot
Speaker 1: roaming our state and national parks in the United States. Certainly,
Speaker 1: the most popular is brought to our attention by the
Speaker 1: infamous Patterson-Gimlin film regarding a possible Bigfoot that was coined
Speaker 1: Patty back in 1967. Line horseback, camera in hand, shooting
Speaker 1: footage for an entirely different film, Roger Patterson and Bob
Speaker 1: Gimlin accidentally stumbled upon this enigmatic creature roaming in northern
Speaker 1: California's Bluff Creek, of which they later claimed to be Bigfoot.
Speaker 1: Over the years, many articles, books, and television shows had
Speaker 1: jumped on board to either help to support or debunk
Speaker 1: the existence of Bigfoot or even the Patterson-Gimlin film itself.
Speaker 1: Many groups and a new breed of researchers soon developed
Speaker 1: to explore our national and state parks in an effort
Speaker 1: to discover and prove the existence of this creature. Popular science,
Speaker 1: at best, regards Bigfoot more of an imagination, or in
Speaker 1: some cases a giant ape or some kind of missing link.
Speaker 1: Despite the many videos and encounters that have matriculated over
Speaker 1: the years, Bigfoot in most circles has been deemed mostly folklore,
Speaker 1: or some sort of hyper-exaggerated.
Speaker 2: Imaginations by the people involved.
Speaker 1: These folks are mainly researchers who have spent years in
Speaker 1: our national parks and state forests, including novice Bigfoot enthusiasts
Speaker 1: who spend weeks and weekends trying to get that video, picture,
Speaker 1: or audio of the whoops, yells, footprints casting, or even
Speaker 1: hear a popular wood knock. Today, we do not explore
Speaker 1: the existence of Bigfoot, but concentrate on these encounters by
Speaker 1: the groups of men and women who proclaim to have
Speaker 1: had a variety of encounters in our national and state parks.
Speaker 1: These stories are not subject to research only. but by
Speaker 1: the many folks who simply camp out or explore these
Speaker 1: great American parks. First up, Salt Lake National Park. According
Speaker 1: to USA Today, this park in Ohio claims to be
Speaker 1: one of the most heavily saturated areas in the state
Speaker 1: of Ohio for Sasquatch or Bigfoot sightings. Two hikers, who
Speaker 1: we'll call John and Larry, decide to spend the afternoon
Speaker 1: in this national park, as they often do, to be
Speaker 1: with Mother Nature and explore all that she has to offer.
Speaker 1: The two men had grown up together and often made
Speaker 1: this a monthly ritual to go off and hike upon
Speaker 1: their favorite trails. Throughout the years, the two friends had
Speaker 1: never experienced what was lurking in the shadows for them
Speaker 1: on this sunny winter day in January of 2012. We
Speaker 1: should not be here, John had exclaimed as he and
Speaker 1: Larry came upon a shadow in the woods that stepped
Speaker 1: out of the tree line to give them a full
Speaker 1: view of something that today is hard to imagine. To
Speaker 1: their disbelief, a hairy, upright creature, standing about seven and
Speaker 1: a half feet tall, emerged and was walking on two legs.
Speaker 1: The two men looked at each other, and for that
Speaker 1: brief moment of glancing at each other, their terror heightened
Speaker 1: as this possible Bigfoot had disappeared back into the depths
Speaker 1: of the tree line. Next up, New River Gorge National Park.
Speaker 1: This encounter was reported by Billy Humphrey and his wife
Speaker 1: Sheena out of Danese County, West Virginia, less than a
Speaker 1: mile from this newer American National State Park. This encounter
Speaker 1: took place in October of 2019. Billy Humphrey has stated
Speaker 1: time and time again, quote, Bigfoot does not exist and
Speaker 1: you would have to be crazy to think otherwise, end quote.
Speaker 1: More or less the words that Mr. Humphrey stated during
Speaker 1: an interview with a local newspaper from his hometown of Denise. Humphrey,
Speaker 1: a former U.S. Marine, avid hunter, and coal miner from
Speaker 1: his hometown, keeps going over and over what he encountered
Speaker 1: during preparation of his hunting blind a mile or so
Speaker 1: away from his home. In setting up his deer stand
Speaker 1: roughly nine feet off the ground, Billy had spread an
Speaker 1: assortment of food several feet away from the blind in
Speaker 1: the hopes of drawing some deer into view. Upon returning
Speaker 1: several hours later to his blind, he noticed that all
Speaker 1: the food was gone. Frustrated at his finding, Billy once
Speaker 1: again scattered more food in the hunting area. Surely, there
Speaker 1: were rodents ranging from squirrels, opossums, raccoons, and deer in
Speaker 1: the area, but to gobble up his bait so fast
Speaker 1: seemed highly irregular. This time, Billy spent the second night
Speaker 1: in his stand to investigate just who or what these
Speaker 1: culprits were. Then that night, an eerie and unsettling feeling
Speaker 1: came over Mr. Humphrey, so much so that he sent
Speaker 1: a text message to his wife, Sheena. Then, suddenly out
Speaker 1: of the darkness, something approached him directly in the back
Speaker 1: of his blind, and he imagined what was a heavy footfall.
Speaker 1: Billy is up nine feet, and his blind, remember, has
Speaker 1: attached a light to the top of his tree stand.
Speaker 1: The movement now moved from the back of him and
Speaker 1: passed directly in front of the stand, which cast a
Speaker 1: large shadow in front of him. Billy had thought this
Speaker 1: more than likely a bear, But the next morning, Billy
Speaker 1: had described the night's events and asked Sheena to join
Speaker 1: him after she got off from work. Sheena agreed, and
Speaker 1: approximately at 4 p.m., they left for the hunting site.
Speaker 1: After reaching the location, the couple waited till nighttime to
Speaker 1: be on high alert. After 15 minutes past sunset, Sheena.
Speaker 2: Exclaimed to Billy, There he is. There's who, Billy retorted. Bigfoot,
Speaker 2: Sheena replied.
Speaker 1: Billy reached for his cell phone and claimed he had
Speaker 1: snapped a picture of what appeared to be a Sasquatch.
Speaker 1: The Bigfoot turned towards the couple, moaned loudly, and then
Speaker 1: disappeared into the darkness of the forest. Billy Humphrey did
Speaker 1: not go back to this location for over a month,
Speaker 1: still disheveled from his experience, and when he did, he
Speaker 1: found his tree blind that had been nine feet above
Speaker 1: the ground, tattered and torn to pieces. Next, we have
Speaker 1: the Shoshone National Forest. Wyoming, 1972.
Speaker 2: While at Wild.
Speaker 1: River Range in the Shoshone National Forest, fishing game biologist
Speaker 1: John Mayanzinki, who works for the state, happened upon a
Speaker 1: very intense Bigfoot encounter. While his first thoughts was that
Speaker 1: of a bear that came upon his campsite to investigate
Speaker 1: all the freshly cooked food, which emitted an intense aroma
Speaker 1: in the fresh Shoshone air, John had been tucked away
Speaker 1: in his tent after a fine evening of eating some bacon, beans,
Speaker 1: and a fresh half-pot of coffee. The time had gotten
Speaker 1: away from John as he was poised for a good
Speaker 1: night's sleep with the next day's planned event of getting
Speaker 1: up early and trying to snag a few trout from
Speaker 1: the crystal clear river that ran through the range. The
Speaker 1: moon was high and bright. John figured the time to
Speaker 1: be close to midnight, when suddenly he heard a rough-sounding
Speaker 1: grunt and a shadow move up alongside his tent. The
Speaker 1: shadow appeared to be moving slowly and was lower to
Speaker 1: the ground when the movement stopped.
Speaker 2: Mr.
Speaker 1: Mayan Zinke raised his right hand and smacked at this
Speaker 1: animal through the tent wall, while yelling and shouting rather
Speaker 1: loudly at this apparent bear, paying him a.
Speaker 2: Good night's visit.
Speaker 1: The smacking at the animal and shouting out through the
Speaker 1: tent seemed to ward off the bear, but only by
Speaker 1: a few feet. After a few minutes, the creature returned
Speaker 1: two more times up close to John's tent. The third time, however,
Speaker 1: was much different. The body or shadow that loomed close
Speaker 1: to the ground was now standing upright on its legs.
Speaker 1: The image cast in the shadows was not wobbling like
Speaker 1: a bear. Instead, it stood firm and taut. This was
Speaker 1: no bear, John thought aloud. Then he struck out towards
Speaker 1: this creature, hitting it through the tent, when suddenly an
Speaker 1: arm covered in hair came crashing down on top of
Speaker 1: the tent. Just before the tent collapsed, John noted that
Speaker 1: at the end of this hairy, outstretched arm was that
Speaker 1: of a human-like shaped hand and certainly not the paw
Speaker 1: of a bear. Distinctly, there appeared to be four fingers
Speaker 1: and an opposable thumb. This was definitely no bear. The
Speaker 1: crashing down of the tent seemed to ward off this
Speaker 1: humanoid-type intruder. After John got out from beneath the tent,
Speaker 1: he stumbled over to a still-lit fire, sitting in an
Speaker 1: upright position with a firearm within his reach, where he
Speaker 1: drifted off to sleep. John was awakened by the sounds
Speaker 1: of something hitting the ground all around him. Rather quickly,
Speaker 1: he noted that the falling items were pine cones. After
Speaker 1: realizing that the closest pine tree was several yards away
Speaker 1: and there was no breeze in the air, John realized
Speaker 1: that someone or something was actually throwing these cones at him.
Speaker 1: John continued to look from tree to tree when he
Speaker 1: finally found his nemesis. That tall, upright figure indeed was
Speaker 1: tossing out pine cones in his direction.
Speaker 2: Having had enough, John.
Speaker 1: Slowly started to walk down the trail and away from
Speaker 1: what he today believes was a Bigfoot. John did report
Speaker 1: this to the local DNR in the area and was
Speaker 1: pleased to find out that this was not the first
Speaker 1: type of strange activity to be reported in the Shoshone
Speaker 1: National Forest. Goethe State Forest Denise DeShanes has seen at
Speaker 1: least one Bigfoot in her time spent in Goethe State
Speaker 1: Forest and has captured many images on video and still
Speaker 1: photographs during her long walks in this Florida state park.
Speaker 1: Denise had first started exploring the forest while riding on
Speaker 1: horseback throughout her years discovering what nature had to afford her.
Speaker 1: She readily admits that she never really paid much attention
Speaker 1: to her surroundings as she was enjoying riding the trails
Speaker 1: and observing nature. When back problems surfaced for Denise, she
Speaker 1: had to give up her endeavors riding her horse but
Speaker 1: was determined to still take to the woods. So, Denise
Speaker 1: began hiking the trails of the Goethe State Forest to
Speaker 1: continue her love of nature. This is where her observance
Speaker 1: and attention to detail came into much better focus during
Speaker 1: these long hikes. Denise's sole encounter came upon a trail
Speaker 1: where she felt as though she was being flanked from
Speaker 1: inside the wood line. A rather tall and shadowy figure
Speaker 1: seemed to be pacing her steps while trotting about her path.
Speaker 1: The tree line was dense and Denise started rapidly taking
Speaker 1: snapshots and recording video along the wood's edge as well
Speaker 1: as the trail in front of her. Denise was reported
Speaker 1: as saying, I know that they are there.
Speaker 2: Walking along the side of me.
Speaker 1: The key word here is they, as Denise claims that
Speaker 1: there is more than just one. After hundreds of photographs
Speaker 1: and lots of video, Denise is convinced that she has
Speaker 1: had several encounters.
Speaker 2: She goes on to explain that these.
Speaker 1: Creatures appear in many of her stills, and to help
Speaker 1: cooperate or explain these images, she sent off her findings
Speaker 1: to professional photographers and even the BFRO, or the Bigfoot
Speaker 1: Research Organization. Among these photos included large figures standing and
Speaker 1: lurking behind trees, along with several large footprints that seem
Speaker 1: unusually large.
Speaker 2: To be human.
Speaker 1: Responses back from the professional photography outlets can neither deny
Speaker 1: nor confirm the photos, but do agree that there is
Speaker 1: something captured in the photos. The BFRO did offer some
Speaker 1: conclusions in regard to possible Bigfoot sightings in the Gothi
Speaker 1: State Forest. A witness report in 2012 stated that there
Speaker 1: were unusual scrape marks going high up into a tree.
Speaker 1: The markings seemed unusual and could not be identified as
Speaker 1: to what type of animal it was and they were
Speaker 1: deemed unidentifiable. The same witness reported that hours later he
Speaker 1: felt as though he were being flanked and watched from
Speaker 1: the tree line, much like Denise's earlier report. Further, his
Speaker 1: report goes on to read that growls and grunts were
Speaker 1: heard along with the finding of some very large footprints.
Speaker 1: In 2005, from the same state park as reported by
Speaker 1: the BFRO, two hunters made claims to have actually seen
Speaker 1: not one but two skunk apes, which is another name
Speaker 1: for Bigfoot in Florida, watching them from a distance for
Speaker 1: approximately 10 minutes. The hunters made claims to also seeing
Speaker 1: rather large non-animal footprints. With the many reports and claims
Speaker 1: of Bigfoot activity in the Goethe State Park, it makes
Speaker 1: it a hotspot for today's Bigfoot enthusiasts and researchers. The
Speaker 1: next story comes to us from Palmetto State Park. The
Speaker 1: writer goes on to say, Upon hiking the Palmetto State
Speaker 1: Park in the state of Texas, my husband and I
Speaker 1: decided to venture down the San Marcos River Trail. It
Speaker 1: was a beautiful and crisp February day and the fresh
Speaker 1: air filled our lungs as well as the fabulous fragrances
Speaker 1: that only Mother Nature can provide. We were the only
Speaker 1: ones on the trail and as we progressed, we decided
Speaker 1: to walk down the San Marcos Riverbank. While we approached
Speaker 1: the river, my husband and I noticed large sets of footprints,
Speaker 1: unusually large for feet, but we really did not give
Speaker 1: it a second thought as we were enjoying the beautiful
Speaker 1: scenery while listening to the sounds of the.
Speaker 2: Birds and other wildlife that surrounded us.
Speaker 1: My husband was trailing in back of me as we
Speaker 1: decided to proceed back up the sandy bank to get
Speaker 1: up to the trail. Then, angrily, my husband shouted out
Speaker 1: to me that someone had thrown a rock at him,
Speaker 1: landing only a few feet behind him. I had blown
Speaker 1: it off thinking that my husband was just joking and
Speaker 1: trying to get a rise out of me, but once
Speaker 1: we reached the top of the hill, My husband had
Speaker 1: made mention that he was not joking, and a rock
Speaker 1: perhaps the size of a baseball came extremely close to him,
Speaker 1: nearly hitting him. As we continued down the trail, we
Speaker 1: heard strange noises in the background, like the breaking of
Speaker 1: tree branches and sounds that frankly appeared just to be odd.
Speaker 1: We both brushed it off due to the fact that
Speaker 1: it was wildlife, and we just decided to continue enjoying
Speaker 1: the day. Later, while still hiking the San Marcos River Trail,
Speaker 1: we heard a very strange howl. There had been quite
Speaker 1: a few cows in the area and thought that perhaps
Speaker 1: this had been the source of the strange sound. However,
Speaker 1: my husband, being in the slaughter business, knew every sound
Speaker 1: that a cow could make and this was definitely not
Speaker 1: one of them, according to him. We came upon a
Speaker 1: fork in the trail that now picked up the Mesquite
Speaker 1: Flats Trail, so my husband and I had decided to
Speaker 1: take this new path. After several minutes hiking this trail,
Speaker 1: that strange howl once again rang out in the near distance.
Speaker 1: My husband and I tried not to panic. We stayed
Speaker 1: calm and again attributed the odd vocalization to wildlife. Several
Speaker 1: minutes down the trail, we crossed an adjacent trail and
Speaker 1: approached a bridge that we crossed over. Upon crossing the bridge,
Speaker 1: we heard the sound of a loud snap, which kind
Speaker 1: of sounded like a firecracker going on. We then realized
Speaker 1: the sound was that of a rather large tree limb
Speaker 1: falling to the ground. Then we heard running through the woods.
Speaker 1: The running did not sound like that of a human
Speaker 1: nor the sound of an animal. It was extremely hard
Speaker 1: to place what this was. The heavy footfalls pounded the
Speaker 1: ground and we knew this was close as literally we
Speaker 1: could feel the vibration underneath our feet. Now we were
Speaker 1: starting to get scared. Then I saw it. Looking towards
Speaker 1: the tree line, an extremely tall and dark figure was
Speaker 1: moving fast between the trees and brush. The figure was
Speaker 1: much too stealthy to be a person. In fact, it
Speaker 1: was neither long nor lean. It was not close to
Speaker 1: the ground like perhaps a deer or cougar. It was
Speaker 1: on two legs and had a girth much.
Speaker 2: Wider than that of a bear's.
Speaker 1: Then this creature disappeared from sight, kind of like it
Speaker 1: vanished before my eyes. My husband and I decided to
Speaker 1: walk back across the bridge.
Speaker 2: To where we heard the large limb fall.
Speaker 1: Our effort was for naught, as we could not locate
Speaker 1: anything that could substantiate that crashing sound. Then, for one
Speaker 1: last time, I looked back towards the area where I'd
Speaker 1: seen this creature. In the distance, I saw what appeared
Speaker 1: to be a huge black stump. However, This was not
Speaker 1: a stump. Directly in front of my eyes, this stump
Speaker 1: rose straight up on two legs, and almost immediately as
Speaker 1: it rose, it quickly disappeared back into the forest. My
Speaker 1: husband and I decided it was time to leave while
Speaker 1: we still had the chance. This is an encounter that
Speaker 1: will never be forgotten. Next, we have Hunting Island State Park.
Speaker 1: Dan and Beth, a brother and sister, along with their
Speaker 1: friend Eddie, were spending the afternoon at the lighthouse exit
Speaker 1: at Hunting Island State Park in South Carolina. It was
Speaker 1: the summer of 2022 in the month of August. The
Speaker 1: day's plans were to investigate the lighthouse as, according to
Speaker 1: local legends, this property has been haunted from the early
Speaker 1: 1900s and the trio, avid ghost hunters, had read many
Speaker 1: reports of apparent activity during the afternoon hours. For many
Speaker 1: ghost hunters, this is highly irregular and so they decided
Speaker 1: to give it a try. What was not foreseen by
Speaker 1: this group of young adventurers wasn't going to be exactly
Speaker 1: what they had hoped to find. Dan, driving with Beth
Speaker 1: alongside him in the front seat and Eddie sprawled out
Speaker 1: in the back of the spacious 2019 Chevrolet Denali, were
Speaker 1: taking in the beautiful coastline along the Atlantic Ocean. The
Speaker 1: roadway drastically took a rather sharp curve along the interstate
Speaker 1: when Danny had abruptly applied the brakes to the vehicle,
Speaker 1: literally sprawling Eddie almost up into the front seating area.
Speaker 1: Both of the passengers turned to Dan and asked what
Speaker 1: in the world he thought he was doing, but all
Speaker 1: he could do was to motion them to look directly
Speaker 1: out in front of the Denali. The group looked in
Speaker 1: amazement at the vision of a brownish-black-haired covered creature standing
Speaker 1: six feet tall, breaking to the other side of the road,
Speaker 1: disappearing into the tree line on the opposite side from
Speaker 1: the coastline. The creature walked upright and swiftly on two legs,
Speaker 1: giving the young adults only a second to process what
Speaker 1: they had just experienced. After the beast had disappeared, the
Speaker 1: group gathered in amazement and came to the determination that
Speaker 1: they did not see a ghost as originally planned, but
Speaker 1: in fact had spotted the elusive Bigfoot. Next up, we
Speaker 1: have the Uhari National Forest. Sometimes when it comes to
Speaker 1: Bigfoot encounters, not all have to be long, scary, unthinkable,
Speaker 1: or unbelievable. For the many encounters as reported either by
Speaker 1: the BFRO, the Bigfoot Research Organization, or other references or guides, Typically,
Speaker 1: we come across the Bigfoot that crosses the road, the
Speaker 1: rock-throwing creature from the woodland, the hunter that lined up
Speaker 1: a creature on his telescope sight on his rifle, or
Speaker 1: even something as simple as finding and casting of large
Speaker 1: footprints in the forest. This encounter is a little different.
Speaker 1: The writer continues, My encounter in the Uhari National Forest
Speaker 1: is of a creature that I simply will never forget,
Speaker 1: and for me, it acts as mental stability for the
Speaker 1: need to be told that I'm not going crazy. There
Speaker 1: is a form of comfort level when hearing about people
Speaker 1: and their encounters while out in the woods. Whether it
Speaker 1: be hiking, hunting, fishing, or camping, they all provide a
Speaker 1: certain peace, knowing that I am not the only one.
Speaker 1: It was June 18th of 2020 when I experienced what
Speaker 1: I believed to be a Bigfoot. While traveling north down
Speaker 1: Highway 109, just parallel to a set of railroad tracks
Speaker 1: approximately 200 feet away, is when I became a believer
Speaker 1: of the enigmatic Bigfoot. Paying attention to the road ahead,
Speaker 1: it was just getting dark enough as to where using
Speaker 1: the headlights still was an option. I chose to turn
Speaker 1: them on as I knew soon enough darkness would fall.
Speaker 1: Just as I switched on my headlamps is where this
Speaker 1: massive and tall figure, at least 8 feet tall, had
Speaker 1: very quickly jumped out directly.
Speaker 2: Into the middle of the road.
Speaker 1: To my disbelief in what I was seeing, I slowed
Speaker 1: down to get a better look at whatever this was
Speaker 1: in front of me. This creature was covered in black
Speaker 1: hair from head to toe. There was a differentiation in
Speaker 1: the color between the face and hands. As I came
Speaker 1: a bit closer, the hands were darker than the lighter
Speaker 1: complexion of the face. When I say hands, I mean hands.
Speaker 1: I easily took note of four fingers and an opposable thumb.
Speaker 1: The face looked human, in fact, so much that it
Speaker 1: reminded me of a very large person, much like the
Speaker 1: pictures of the Neanderthal man in history books. As I
Speaker 1: was getting closer, this giant creature took a huge leap
Speaker 1: and disappeared across the railroad tracks.
Speaker 2: Into the woodland.
Speaker 1: This next story comes to us from the Manistee National Forest.
Speaker 1: The writer says, June 15th, 2018 will go down as
Speaker 1: one of the most traumatic.
Speaker 2: Days of my life.
Speaker 1: I wanted to surprise my girlfriend Cindy with a fishing
Speaker 1: trip to Cadillac, Michigan that backs up to the Manistee
Speaker 1: National Forest. Cindy, not much of an outdoors person, much
Speaker 1: to her chagrin, was not all that amused at my
Speaker 1: surprise that I had bestowed upon her. Reluctantly, she agreed
Speaker 1: mostly to appease me So off we drove down Interstate
Speaker 1: 75 towards Cadillac. Once we arrived, I'd rented a small
Speaker 1: cabin of which included a small bass boat to take
Speaker 1: on the lake to start our adventure. We got on
Speaker 1: the lake at approximately 10 o'clock that morning, and the
Speaker 1: day began. Lake Cadillac is a huge lake that's surrounded
Speaker 1: by many homes, small retail shops, and.
Speaker 2: A smaller industry.
Speaker 1: It's a community that thrives on both local businesses as
Speaker 1: well as out-of-towners to help keep its economy thriving. After
Speaker 1: an hour or so of fishing the lake, Cindy was
Speaker 1: getting bored as we just knocked on the door. gotten
Speaker 1: any bites, and for a person's first attempt at fishing,
Speaker 1: this was not going as anticipated. With little to no success,
Speaker 1: I decided to travel across the lake to a canal
Speaker 1: that connected Lake Cadillac to Lake Mitchell. Moving through the
Speaker 1: man-made canal and boating into Lake Mitchell, I'd noticed that
Speaker 1: the buildup of homes and businesses was much less than
Speaker 1: on the Big Lake. Keeping in mind that this lake
Speaker 1: is sizable but not nearly as populated along the shoreline,
Speaker 1: we proceeded through Lake Mitchell and found a spot in
Speaker 1: the southwest corner of what locals call Mitchell Bay where
Speaker 1: we proceeded to drift down to a small cove. We
Speaker 1: were drifting 90 feet from shore when I proceeded to
Speaker 1: arrange our bait and tackle to start fishing and hoping
Speaker 1: for better luck. The shoreline backs up to the Manistee
Speaker 1: National Forest and the sky was bright blue and the
Speaker 1: colors of the green and lush landscape was relaxing and inviting.
Speaker 1: While drifting along the shore, I had my head down,
Speaker 1: arranging our tackle. Cindy was standing up, gazing into the forest,
Speaker 1: when she says, Rob, someone is throwing rocks at our boat.
Speaker 1: I looked up to the shore and saw nothing. I
Speaker 1: told Cindy it was probably just some fish jumping, and
Speaker 1: that gave me a sense of urgency to get my
Speaker 1: line into the water. Again, she says, Rob, somebody is
Speaker 1: tossing rocks at us. I look up for a second
Speaker 1: time and assure Cindy that nobody is there, and to
Speaker 1: please allow me to finish with her gear, and I
Speaker 1: would join her in a few seconds. Now, for whatever reason,
Speaker 1: I happened to glance up into the sky and see
Speaker 1: an object falling and splash about four to five feet
Speaker 1: in front of the boat. It was, indeed, a rock,
Speaker 1: about the size of a baseball. As I motioned towards
Speaker 1: Cindy to apologize for not believing her, she's gazing at
Speaker 1: the shoreline, again approximately 90 feet away, and suddenly, from
Speaker 1: head to toe, all the color seemed to drain out
Speaker 1: of her. It was an early summer and she already
Speaker 1: had a nice tan, although you could not tell by
Speaker 1: looking at her in this particular instance. I look over
Speaker 1: to the shore to see what has caught her attention
Speaker 1: and I see why she lost her color. Standing right
Speaker 1: at the edge of the tree line was at least
Speaker 1: a nine foot tall Sasquatch. It stood with its arms
Speaker 1: and hands to its side and had long reddish brown hair.
Speaker 1: The arms seemed to reach down past its knees. The
Speaker 1: creature was covered in hair with the exception of lightish
Speaker 1: gray skin on both its chest and face. In describing
Speaker 1: the face, it appeared to be wrinkled and looked like
Speaker 1: a human being, but possibly a human being who was
Speaker 1: suffering from Down syndrome. Amazed at what I'd been witnessing,
Speaker 1: the encounter grew even more terrifying. The arms that had
Speaker 1: flanked the creature's side now rose and paralleled the shoreline.
Speaker 1: The jaw of the creature dropped a good six or
Speaker 1: seven inches down from the mouth, exposing two canine-type eye
Speaker 1: teeth at the top of the mouth and two much narrower,
Speaker 1: sharper teeth tucked much closer together. When the jaw dropped,
Speaker 1: the size of the mouth extended from ear to ear,
Speaker 1: and was so big that you could fit a bowling
Speaker 1: ball right inside of it. It kind of reminded me
Speaker 1: of that game Pac-Man from the early 80s. The absolute
Speaker 1: fright that I'd been enduring did not end here, though.
Speaker 1: The beast now rolled its eyes back, turning them black,
Speaker 1: and the skin grew tight, and this thing metamorphosized into
Speaker 1: what today I freely describe.
Speaker 2: As a demon. We're not done.
Speaker 1: From inside its body, seeming to come from the depths
Speaker 1: of its lungs, was a long and violent scream. A
Speaker 1: guttural grunt and yell all amplified in unison. I felt
Speaker 1: a shockwave come from across the water from this creature.
Speaker 1: I stumbled back a step while Cindy was driven directly
Speaker 1: off the boat into the water of Lake Mitchell. I
Speaker 1: tried to move to my right, but now I was
Speaker 1: paralyzed and my vision seemed to look through what I
Speaker 1: described as a filter. The beautiful blue of the sky,
Speaker 1: the green tree line, and even the reddish-brown color of
Speaker 1: this entity now appeared to be black and white, and
Speaker 1: time seemed to have stopped. I knew in my mind
Speaker 1: that I had to get Cindy back into the boat.
Speaker 1: I shook my head several times and finally broke free
Speaker 1: of my paralyzed state. I rushed to the end of
Speaker 1: the boat and pulled Cindy back up into the vessel.
Speaker 1: A feeling of dread took over my body, and now
Speaker 1: upon getting Cindy, I looked back to the shoreline and
Speaker 1: this creature's gone. Now, not knowing where it was, I
Speaker 1: turned the boat around and raced all the way across
Speaker 1: both Lake Mitchell and through Lake Cadillac to the area
Speaker 1: where I'd had the boat docked. Shaken by this encounter,
Speaker 1: Cindy and I said no words until we found a
Speaker 1: bar close by where we'd docked the boat. We settled
Speaker 1: into a far corner in the back of the bar
Speaker 1: and sat in silence until we ordered our drinks. Cindy,
Speaker 1: a non-drinker, even ordered a shot of Jack Daniels and
Speaker 1: a bottle of Bud Light. I told the barkeep that
Speaker 1: I would have the same but to make it a double.
Speaker 1: When we got our drinks, Cindy, still trembling, asked, Honey,
Speaker 1: what in the hell was that?
Speaker 2: I replied, I do not know.
Speaker 1: She then asked, Do you think it was that Bigfoot creature?
Speaker 1: I replied, Yep, I think it was. Up until this day,
Speaker 1: I still do not know what we encountered. However, my
Speaker 1: life has been dedicated to finding out what it was.
Speaker 1: You see, it has become personal for me. Exactly two
Speaker 1: months and three days after this encounter, on August 18, 2018,
Speaker 1: Cindy passed away. This story is dedicated to her.
Speaker 2: Thank you. Signed, BMR.
Speaker 1: Next, we have the Okefenokee Swamp in southern Georgia. The
Speaker 1: earliest of Bigfoot encounters has been dated way back to
Speaker 1: the 1800s, more specifically, 1829, when a group of men
Speaker 1: making their way through this dense swampland in search of
Speaker 1: a place to settle down and spread some roots. Upon
Speaker 1: dredging through the swamp, these settlers came across a tribe
Speaker 1: or a very mysterious group of indigenous people. While traveling
Speaker 1: through these parts, a small group of men had become
Speaker 1: lost in the swamplands for days. These men were rescued
Speaker 1: by a group of beautiful women. The group of women
Speaker 1: had warned these settlers that it would be in their
Speaker 1: best interest if they would leave this land at once.
Speaker 1: The women told them tales of gigantic, fearful men that
Speaker 1: roamed the swamp with warlike and menacing intentions. This warning
Speaker 1: went on without concern, and the group stayed in the Okefenokee.
Speaker 1: Not long thereafter, a group of men left their camp
Speaker 1: to go hunting. In the distance, what could only be
Speaker 1: described as a gigantic monster was seen running towards the
Speaker 1: band of men. It was described as having strides over
Speaker 1: six feet in length and moving with tremendous speed and agility.
Speaker 1: The beast gained rapidly upon the men and proceeded to
Speaker 1: fire their rifles directly at the creature. This was to
Speaker 1: no avail, though, as the monster ripped apart and killed
Speaker 1: at least five men. Finally, after several more shots into
Speaker 1: the beast by the remaining survivors, the Bigfoot-type creature toppled
Speaker 1: over in agony. Reluctantly, the men leaned over and measured
Speaker 1: the creature to be over 13 feet tall from the
Speaker 1: top of its head to the bottom of its feet.
Speaker 1: With the being writhing and howling in pain, the remaining
Speaker 1: men left it there in hopes that it would die.
Speaker 1: This is perhaps the very earliest encounter of the Bigfoot legend.
Speaker 1: And lastly, this story comes from the Josephine State Park.
Speaker 1: The writer states, It was early morning, right around 7 a.m.
Speaker 1: in October of 2010. The day was foggy and overcast,
Speaker 1: the rain was just letting up and it was still
Speaker 1: dark outside. I took my four wheeler just to the
Speaker 1: outside of the trail to proceed on my mile or
Speaker 1: so walk upon the ATV pathway. I was walking gingerly
Speaker 1: upon the trail so as not to ward off or
Speaker 1: spook any deer that may have been grazing in that area.
Speaker 1: Then I stopped and directly in front of me about
Speaker 1: twenty yards away an animal was upright and moving directly
Speaker 1: towards me. I knew in my heart that this was
Speaker 1: not a bear. Sure, bears are known to get upon
Speaker 1: their back legs to walk awkwardly for a few steps,
Speaker 1: but not at this pace and certainly not with this agility.
Speaker 1: When I was finally able to get a look at
Speaker 1: this creature, it had to stand at least seven feet
Speaker 1: tall with muscles rippling from well-defined biceps. It looked at
Speaker 1: me curiously as if to say, what.
Speaker 2: Are you doing here?
Speaker 1: It gave out a loud, almost disgusting grunt and walked
Speaker 1: off down the trail into the tree line. I immediately
Speaker 1: turned back down the trail, got to my four-wheeler and
Speaker 1: went home. Reluctant to say, I believe I happened upon
Speaker 1: a Bigfoot in Oregon. Well, folks, there you have it.
Speaker 1: What do you think of these strange encounters with this
Speaker 1: Bigfoot-type creature? I look forward to your comments, but please
Speaker 1: keep it friendly and respectful. Until we meet again, be
Speaker 1: good to yourselves and each other. Stay safe out there.
Speaker 1: As for me, I'll see you a little further down
Speaker 1: the trail. Hope I don't run into a Bigfoot. I'm
Speaker 1: Steve Stockton. And I'll talk to you next time. Tell
Speaker 1: your animals I said hi.