Speaker 1: Now one of your pudding. I got a string going
Speaker 1: on here, something.
Speaker 2: Just because my dog.
Speaker 1: Something killed your dog.
Speaker 3: My dog.
Speaker 1: We're flying through the air over the tree. I don't
Speaker 1: know how it did it, Okay, Damn, I'm really confused.
Speaker 1: All I saw was my dog.
Speaker 2: Coming over the fence and he was dead.
Speaker 1: And once you hit the ground like, I didn't see
Speaker 1: any cars. All I saw was my dog coming over
Speaker 1: the fence. Sat, what are you putting? We got some
Speaker 1: wonder or something crawling around out here? Did you see
Speaker 1: what it was or was it was?
Speaker 3: Standing enough?
Speaker 1: I'm out here looking through the window now and I
Speaker 1: don't see anything. I don't want to go outside. Jesus
Speaker 1: quice you bick.
Speaker 2: Hello, hit somebody out here, quin, I'm out there.
Speaker 1: I thought of a bitch about tick forty nine. I
Speaker 1: don't know easy out there. Yeah, I'm bulking right. Hey.
Speaker 2: Fred from the Subarctic Alaska Sasquatch YouTube channel is back
Speaker 2: with another encounter from deep in the back country. Make
Speaker 2: sure you click the link right here in the show
Speaker 2: notes and check out Fred's channel and show him some
Speaker 2: love by watching some videos, hitting that like button and subscribing.
Speaker 2: Before we get into this story, He's about to share.
Speaker 2: I want to take a moment and just be upfront
Speaker 2: with you. This one's heavy. This encounter involves a man
Speaker 2: and his dog, and the dog is killed in a
Speaker 2: very violent way right in front of him. That's hard
Speaker 2: to say out loud, and it's hard to listen to.
Speaker 2: There's no way around it. I'm a dog owner, I'm
Speaker 2: a dog lover. Earlier this month, we had to put
Speaker 2: one of our dogs down. I'm still carrying that with
Speaker 2: me and I'm still working through it. So hearing this
Speaker 2: account it hit me in a way I wasn't expecting.
Speaker 2: There's a real sense of lass here, and I don't
Speaker 2: want to gloss over that. So I just want to
Speaker 2: offer a sincere warning before we go any further. If
Speaker 2: stories involving harm to animals are too much for you
Speaker 2: right now, or if you've got little ones riding along
Speaker 2: while you're listening, you might want to come back to
Speaker 2: this one at another time. Take care of yourself first.
Speaker 2: This episode will be here when you're ready. But that's said.
Speaker 2: If you're still with me, let's go ahead and get
Speaker 2: into it.
Speaker 1: Greeting is from Alaska. Everyone. This is Fred Rohle, Career
Speaker 1: and Travel council member from dialing him. What I'm going
Speaker 1: to share with you today is that something that Don
Speaker 1: has been sharing with me over the course of about
Speaker 1: three or four phone calls. It is very emotional about it.
Speaker 1: And you'll hear why. Don lives in Aurora, Illinois. Now,
Speaker 1: he was a lifelong Alaskan resident until this situation happened.
Speaker 1: He worked on the pipeline years ago, and he liked
Speaker 1: it so much he stayed, which a lot of people do.
Speaker 1: It's beautiful and understandable. Don had it to where he
Speaker 1: was squirreling away money. It was a single guy. He
Speaker 1: got him a nice little misty because he wanted to
Speaker 1: buy some property and do a little homestead type deal.
Speaker 1: Not homesteading like they have the channels for now, but
Speaker 1: legit Chichaco style homesteading. So he does this thing. He works,
Speaker 1: He ends up getting married, and he puts off his
Speaker 1: dream for about five six years until that didn't work out.
Speaker 1: She'd been like Alaska, he did. So he finally finds
Speaker 1: a piece of property he really likes. This particular piece
Speaker 1: of property is we'll say north of Trapper Creek. Okay,
Speaker 1: I won't give specifics because he just sold the place anyway,
Speaker 1: that's their business. He made the owner of the new
Speaker 1: buyer aware of exactly what I'm gonna share right now,
Speaker 1: and they didn't care. So he gets his piece of
Speaker 1: property and he builds himself a little elevated cabin, skrewted
Speaker 1: it up, just a single shell cabin, single room. He
Speaker 1: had lived there a decade, no problems, no issues whatsoever,
Speaker 1: not even a bear coming through his yard. He would
Speaker 1: hear wolves off in the distance sometimes, so he would
Speaker 1: have a rifle stationed if he had heard him the
Speaker 1: night before. But he never had an issue ever. He
Speaker 1: got up in here in the seventies, and this incident
Speaker 1: occurred two or three years ago. He's building this place up.
Speaker 1: He's got a couple of little outbuildings, and he's got
Speaker 1: himself his own little garden, so he's really digging it.
Speaker 1: About three years into this, he decides he's going to
Speaker 1: invest in a good quality dog, so he buys himself
Speaker 1: a cinnamon Doberman pincher. He named the cinnamon Doverman pincher Rebel. Okay,
Speaker 1: Rebel was a great dog. He had all the time
Speaker 1: in the world. Retired, had a nast day. He was
Speaker 1: just living his own dream. So he had time to
Speaker 1: train the dog daily. Moving forward, great relationship. Dog goes
Speaker 1: everywhere with Don right seven years into the dog's life.
Speaker 1: A week before he decided to sell his property. This
Speaker 1: is what went down. One night. He was sitting there.
Speaker 1: It was early fall, the sun had just gone down
Speaker 1: on the horizon, so Rebel was sitting by feet and
Speaker 1: he squatted down. He was doing something with some kindling
Speaker 1: for woodpile or something like that, and Rebel takes off
Speaker 1: runs down a trail they go down every day. What
Speaker 1: Don would do is have different fetch toys for the dog,
Speaker 1: so as they're walking, he would just randomly throw the
Speaker 1: ball or a stick or whatever it is off into
Speaker 1: the tundra or off into the trees for the dog
Speaker 1: to just have something to do while he was doing
Speaker 1: his thing. So the dog taken off, he figured, oh,
Speaker 1: he's going to get his chewi and he'll be right back.
Speaker 1: No harm, no foul. It's nothing uncommon for this dog
Speaker 1: to do that, so he does it. But just a
Speaker 1: moment later, after the dog disappeared into the darkness of
Speaker 1: the shrubs and stuff and down the trail, he heard
Speaker 1: this yelp. He thought maybe the dog got into a porcupine.
Speaker 1: It had happened a couple of years before, so he
Speaker 1: was like, oh, crap, rebel, you should know better than
Speaker 1: damn porcupine. So he was anticipating dog coming back with
Speaker 1: clothes and the muzzle and that type of thing. Dog
Speaker 1: comes back, but he's gimped up on the front pof
Speaker 1: somehow he had twisted his paw. So as he's looking
Speaker 1: at his oh, the dog is trying to get inside.
Speaker 1: The dog wants nothing to do with outside. He's obviously hurt,
Speaker 1: but didn't give a shit and was trying to get
Speaker 1: the hell out of Dodge. And he was trying to
Speaker 1: make sense because none of it made sense. But as
Speaker 1: he's doing that at the tree lined about approximately not
Speaker 1: even thirty feet away, he hears the scream. He said,
Speaker 1: This scream hurt his ears. He literally had to cover
Speaker 1: his ears it was so loud. As soon as that
Speaker 1: scream ended, he watched a dark figure he couldn't fully
Speaker 1: make out, grabbed the small birch tree, which was about
Speaker 1: three inches in diameter or so roughly, and just snap
Speaker 1: it off and rip it off, and it tried to
Speaker 1: throw the upper portion at him. This thing still had
Speaker 1: leaves on it or whatever, but he was already Once
Speaker 1: the scream hit and the scream stopped, he had picked
Speaker 1: up Broblin was heading inside when this thing chucked the
Speaker 1: top of the tree. Now it wasn't some huge piece
Speaker 1: of a tree, it was simply just the top. It
Speaker 1: was probably about ten foot long, with a bunch of
Speaker 1: branches and so whatever leaves were left on. He gets
Speaker 1: inside and he shuts and locks the door, and he's
Speaker 1: sitting on his knees. He's literally in shock. He was
Speaker 1: crying when he was telling me that he had never
Speaker 1: been so fearful. He literally sat on his knees holding
Speaker 1: his dog, trying to help his dog's pock because it
Speaker 1: was twisted around. He wasn't sure if it was just
Speaker 1: dislocated or what. So he was trying to hold it
Speaker 1: together and help his dog. And while he's doing it
Speaker 1: and sobbing because nothing was making sense, and I get it.
Speaker 1: He's sobbing, contemplating what the hell's going on. Then he
Speaker 1: hears this tapping on the window, and he's just not
Speaker 1: fully there because he's basically in shock. So he looks up,
Speaker 1: looking at him in the eye. He said it came
Speaker 1: up to just above halfway in his window, and he's
Speaker 1: got four foot windows two foot off the floor, so
Speaker 1: we're looking at approximately four or five foot of this
Speaker 1: thing visible in the window, but the floor itself stood
Speaker 1: at least four feet off the ground, so it was
Speaker 1: also pilings and it was skirted off underneath this cabin.
Speaker 1: So this thing was nine to ten feet tall, roughly,
Speaker 1: give or take. And he's just stuck staring at this thing.
Speaker 1: He said it had a milky gray, it looked blotchy.
Speaker 1: It had a skin condition or something, flat, broad nose,
Speaker 1: similar to a Native American, but he said that the
Speaker 1: hair had a little bit of a widow's peak wrapped
Speaker 1: around and then came back down under the nose like that,
Speaker 1: and it was real sparsely around here, and it was
Speaker 1: like almost reminded him of mutton chops, but it came
Speaker 1: down to a beard. He said, he couldn't figure out
Speaker 1: what the hell he was looking at. And so he's
Speaker 1: sitting there in shock. This thing's tapping and then it
Speaker 1: starts circling around the cabin and starts banging against the wall,
Speaker 1: and he hasn't moved. He has a weapon there, but
Speaker 1: he forgot about that gun. He told me He couldn't
Speaker 1: even wrap his mind around what was happening, let alone
Speaker 1: his digital camera, his digital canquorder, his gun, none of that,
Speaker 1: None of it even popped into his head. He was
Speaker 1: too traumatized in the moment. So as he's trying to
Speaker 1: emotionally cope with what's going on outside, he's got the
Speaker 1: dog on the inside just going ape shit. Now, this
Speaker 1: dog following around with a potentially broken paw, going crazy
Speaker 1: snarl and slobbery, and car just following this thing as
Speaker 1: it moved around the outside of the cabin. Picture it rebels,
Speaker 1: just barking at the wall. He sensed where it was.
Speaker 1: This thing circled around once or twice. He was in trauma,
Speaker 1: so he don't remember exactly how many times it had circled.
Speaker 1: But they came up to the door and he said,
Speaker 1: this place only had three windows, walk on each side,
Speaker 1: one in the back next to his bed, and the
Speaker 1: door had a small square window in it right a
Speaker 1: steel door, of course, But one of the things he
Speaker 1: had built into his cabin was this little lean tube
Speaker 1: board that leans down underneath the handle of the door,
Speaker 1: so in case the bear was trying to get in,
Speaker 1: it had support right at the doorknob, so midway on
Speaker 1: the door. It had reinforcement, so there was no way
Speaker 1: to get play moving to easily pop it. So he
Speaker 1: turns around and he puts that into place. It was
Speaker 1: on the hinge. All he had to do was just
Speaker 1: standing up and it fell right against the door, and
Speaker 1: if the door tried to open, it would catch on
Speaker 1: the knob and keep it shut. Pretty ingenious actually, So
Speaker 1: he flings it up. He can't make anything out, and
Speaker 1: he tried looking out the window, the little square window
Speaker 1: in the door, but it was pitch black. So he
Speaker 1: was like, it was dark out. I'm not going to
Speaker 1: see anything. So he turns around and grabs a flashlight,
Speaker 1: comes back over to look out the door because he's
Speaker 1: still hearing noise, and when he turns on the flashlight
Speaker 1: he catches a single eyes shone looking at him through
Speaker 1: the window. He said it was a blaze orange red.
Speaker 1: It blanked and it moved away. Rebels and we're doing
Speaker 1: this thing, so he said it was chaos, trauma, terror,
Speaker 1: things calm down. It appears at that moment the thing
Speaker 1: was gone. He peeked out the windows nothing and got
Speaker 1: the drapes shut, not really because they scrambled to do it.
Speaker 1: So at this point he bandages Rebel splints at the
Speaker 1: best he can, and he's emotionally drained and wiped out,
Speaker 1: so he goes lays on his bed crashes out. He
Speaker 1: wakes up to Rebel licking his face, and as he's
Speaker 1: coming to and snapping out of it and realizing, oh,
Speaker 1: what happened last night kind of thing. Along with the licking,
Speaker 1: he's feeling this weird tapping, don't It feels like it's
Speaker 1: coming from the floor, And he was like, the whole
Speaker 1: place is skirted, and he's like, did this thing get
Speaker 1: under my cabin? Which I would be worried about that
Speaker 1: shit too, But what was going on is this thing
Speaker 1: was just down on the opposite side of the wall
Speaker 1: from his bed, and where it was hitting the wall,
Speaker 1: it was hitting his bed frame, and it felt like
Speaker 1: it was originating from the floor, but it was actually
Speaker 1: originating right next to him, and he didn't realize it
Speaker 1: because he was coming out of the fog for a
Speaker 1: way to wake up. He sits up, he's listening to
Speaker 1: this tapping and he's trying to make out okay, And
Speaker 1: at this point he's contemplate shooting to the damn wall.
Speaker 1: And I don't blame I would have already been shooting anyway.
Speaker 1: No judgment, Dawn, I understand that shock. It's very good.
Speaker 1: God Man, good God. So he sits up and he's
Speaker 1: coming to and he's trying to figure out what's going on.
Speaker 1: It's tapping is continuing in the corner of his eye
Speaker 1: on the window that's on the same side of his bed.
Speaker 1: He's got the one window next to him, a window
Speaker 1: about eight feet away on his left hand side, and
Speaker 1: then the other one's mirrors it on the opposite side
Speaker 1: on that side, and then the little square window in
Speaker 1: the door just at the edge. He could see out
Speaker 1: that window to his left, about that much of it,
Speaker 1: because that at the angle he was he only had
Speaker 1: about this much view at that angle out that window.
Speaker 1: But he noticed movement, so he looks over, he leans
Speaker 1: forward to get a better look, and it's one of
Speaker 1: these things looking at him, looking right at him, wouldn't
Speaker 1: take its eyes off him, just doing this slow motion thing.
Speaker 1: So as that's happening, it dawns on him the tapping
Speaker 1: is still going, so that one that he's looking at
Speaker 1: isn't doing the tapping. There's a second one. At that moment,
Speaker 1: he was like, what the screw this noise goes for
Speaker 1: his gun. At that moment, it was fight or fight,
Speaker 1: and he had nowhere to run, So he's gonna fight.
Speaker 1: He wasn't going to have none of it, and just
Speaker 1: click within him. He's gonna put up his fight. He
Speaker 1: thought they were there to get him and who knows
Speaker 1: this speculation. So grabs a gun as soon as the
Speaker 1: one by the window sees that gun. All of a sudden,
Speaker 1: they're gone, poof, They just bail out of there. So
Speaker 1: he's okay, they know what a gun is good because
Speaker 1: this is all I'm going to have for him from
Speaker 1: now on. It is a gun. They hurt my dog,
Speaker 1: they're terroriting me. I'm over it. The morning continues, nothing happens.
Speaker 1: It's just dead quiet outside. He doesn't want to go outside.
Speaker 1: He just basically holds up in his cabin, keeping a lookout.
Speaker 1: Every once in a while he cooks for him. It
Speaker 1: feeds his dog. And it's getting on into getting later
Speaker 1: in the day and it don's on a Rebel hasn't
Speaker 1: been out once yet, so he wants Rebel to use
Speaker 1: the facil so to speak, to go pee on a
Speaker 1: tree or whatever real quick before it gets dark, because
Speaker 1: with what's going on, and they had already heard his
Speaker 1: dog once, he didn't want to risk it. Understandable one
Speaker 1: hundred percent. So he lets Rubble out. Rubble just goes
Speaker 1: to the bottom of the stairs, lifts the leg does
Speaker 1: this thing comes right back inside. No sooner than he
Speaker 1: gets to the door shut. And he's shutting this little thing,
Speaker 1: he feels pressure pushed against the door and there's that
Speaker 1: thing in the little square windows. So he puts his
Speaker 1: little makeshift door brace up because the window was so
Speaker 1: small and his head was so big, it would just
Speaker 1: had the one eye looking in at him. He runs
Speaker 1: over grabs a rifle. When he turns around, there's nothing
Speaker 1: in the window. Right at this point, it's to the
Speaker 1: point where he put it in his mind and the
Speaker 1: next time I see one of these prick things, I'm
Speaker 1: just going to start shooting. I'm not going to guess
Speaker 1: there's something going on. And they're trying to do something.
Speaker 1: And he couldn't put it together because he was still
Speaker 1: in a fog of trauma. One of these things coming
Speaker 1: at you, and the next thing, they're tapping on the
Speaker 1: place and looking in the windows. It's not where you
Speaker 1: would want to be, that's for sure.
Speaker 2: And stay tuned for more sasquatch out to see. We'll
Speaker 2: be right back after these messages.
Speaker 1: Two of the windows never had a curtain. One did,
Speaker 1: the one next to his bed, but he's trying to
Speaker 1: get old blankets and stuff and make these makeshift curtains
Speaker 1: to block their view in because at this point, after
Speaker 1: it left the door, he was seeing movement outside the windows.
Speaker 1: It was silhouettes. It was still wide out in the sky,
Speaker 1: but he couldn't make out any features of who and
Speaker 1: what was moving around, right, But he knew he didn't
Speaker 1: want them to be able to look in at him.
Speaker 1: So he's doing his thing, and as he's going to
Speaker 1: the one window to hang up an afghan, which everyone
Speaker 1: knows it has a bunch of holes in it, but
Speaker 1: it peace of mind and some kind of visual barrier.
Speaker 1: He's hanging it up, and he's banging some nails into
Speaker 1: the wall real quick to hang the afghan on because
Speaker 1: he had notebooks for curtains. And as he's doing this,
Speaker 1: every tap he did directly behind him on the wall,
Speaker 1: a mimicking tap, and he just kept doing what he
Speaker 1: was doing. He was over, he wasn't going to react
Speaker 1: to anything. He had made up his mind. It's time.
Speaker 1: Something's got to give, because where he's at his truck
Speaker 1: to get the hell out of Dodge is almost a
Speaker 1: quarter of a mile back to where the road ended
Speaker 1: and his property begare, and he had no driveway cut
Speaker 1: into his plates. Logistically, it would take a butt trying
Speaker 1: of gravel to get a good base layer to even
Speaker 1: make anything worthwhile. That's just how it's worked for him
Speaker 1: for ten years. At this point now, as he's mentally
Speaker 1: thinking about his truck getting this Afghan hung and all that,
Speaker 1: he decides he's going to ignore it because he felt
Speaker 1: like he was going to have a narroorism or heart attack.
Speaker 1: He felt his blood pressure way too high, and he's
Speaker 1: not a spring chicken. He's in his mid sixties when
Speaker 1: this occurred, and he just knew it was taking a
Speaker 1: toll on hare and his body and especially his heart
Speaker 1: because he could feel like palpitations or something happening, or anxiety,
Speaker 1: a panic to whatever you want to call it. And rightfully,
Speaker 1: he wasn't under siege. They weren't actively trying to break in,
Speaker 1: but they had him freaking surrounded and he's clearless. He
Speaker 1: has no idea what to do about it. He starts
Speaker 1: cooking something to eat. He's gonna do something normal to
Speaker 1: break his mindset. Let me focus on making some spam
Speaker 1: and eggs. So he's frying up his spam and eggs,
Speaker 1: and just as he was cracking the eggs to put
Speaker 1: into the pair, boom, something hit really hard behind his
Speaker 1: little cooking stove, little counter area, and it hit so
Speaker 1: hard his little Coleman stove slid forward. He had to
Speaker 1: catch it, burn his hand a little bit. Slid it back,
Speaker 1: you must have. So he runs and grabs a rifle
Speaker 1: and he shoots through the wall right where it happened
Speaker 1: to have banged against it the last time, hoping it
Speaker 1: was still standing there. And it was this osb rough
Speaker 1: staring on the outside, and typical drywall on the inside,
Speaker 1: two by six kind of framework or whatever, basically like
Speaker 1: a house wall. But we call them cabins because it's
Speaker 1: in the woods. I don't know me a cabin's a
Speaker 1: log cabin anyway, but his so he shoots through the wall.
Speaker 1: He shoots once and there's not a sound. He shoots
Speaker 1: the second time between where he first shot and where
Speaker 1: that window is boom, here's the scream. But the scream
Speaker 1: came from the opposite side of the cabin. There was
Speaker 1: nothing tangible, is why he shot out this one and
Speaker 1: his scream's over here unless that one was startled by
Speaker 1: the shot and he was speculating. So nothing happens. It
Speaker 1: goes dead quiet. And after he finished tending to his
Speaker 1: dinner shaking. He was so upset he couldn't even eat,
Speaker 1: but he was hungry, so he was you've ever been
Speaker 1: so stressed? You just forcing food down to tastes like shit,
Speaker 1: even though normally you like it. He was so stressed
Speaker 1: he knew he had to get something on his stomach
Speaker 1: because he could feel the bile. I feel for you, Doc,
Speaker 1: So he's dealing with that now. He just shot a
Speaker 1: couple of times. He said his ears were ringing from
Speaker 1: the shots. I'd asked him. I was like, did you
Speaker 1: fulfill any weird pressure or anything like that? He goes, no,
Speaker 1: not that night. I didn't feel that. He does later though,
Speaker 1: So the night goes on. Periodically there'll be a thump,
Speaker 1: a bearing dog, growl. Dog would run chiaraoctally, jump off
Speaker 1: the bed, run over, grow by the door, running back
Speaker 1: over by a window, growl by the window. So the
Speaker 1: dog is basically running around and he's gauging, okay, he's
Speaker 1: actively barking over here, immediately running here than back over here.
Speaker 1: He's counting in his mind at least three of these
Speaker 1: things right. For the life of them, he can't figure
Speaker 1: out why after a decade this is happening here. Never
Speaker 1: once had a bear come through his yard, heard wolves
Speaker 1: in the distance. The most he ever had come to
Speaker 1: his yard was a porcupine a few years earlier when
Speaker 1: Rebel got closing his mouth. That's the extent of the wildlife.
Speaker 1: There was more wildlife a little further down, but in
Speaker 1: his particular area, he was pretty close to a muskang,
Speaker 1: so there wasn't a whole lot of activity outside of
Speaker 1: the air of porcupying and made probably some Martin in
Speaker 1: the woods that he was unaware of. So he's sitting
Speaker 1: there and he's trying his best to ignore everything going on.
Speaker 1: But remember rebels periodically running around doing this, so it's
Speaker 1: really hard for him to forget about it because it's
Speaker 1: in his space. He can't avoid it. It goes like
Speaker 1: that all night. He finally falls asleep just as he
Speaker 1: could see light on the horizon, and he sleeps and
Speaker 1: he's walking up approximately midday, Rebel looking at him again,
Speaker 1: gets up immediately. He's looking out the windows. There's no tapping.
Speaker 1: It's dead quiet outside. He looks all around, nothing in
Speaker 1: the small closet. He had a forty five to seventy
Speaker 1: lever action. The rifle he had that he shot through
Speaker 1: the wall with was a two forty three, good for caribou.
Speaker 1: It's not a very potent gun. It's still a gun.
Speaker 1: So he gets to forty five seventy out and he
Speaker 1: gets out his old big bore loads and he loads
Speaker 1: it up and chambers around. Has Rebel stay inside. He
Speaker 1: goes out, and he circles around a couple times, and
Speaker 1: he notices these depressions in the ground where these things
Speaker 1: have been walking. And he noticed back by his bedroom
Speaker 1: side something had been pacing just right outside the other
Speaker 1: side of the wall. And the realization of I wasn't
Speaker 1: seeing things. There's physical evidence in these tracks something was
Speaker 1: pacing anticipating something from me, is what he gauged. So
Speaker 1: he goes back inside. Things are calm, at least for
Speaker 1: the moment, things are calm. He lets rubble out to
Speaker 1: do his business. Rebel's doing his business, hobbling around more perky,
Speaker 1: not as uptight out of nowhere. Way off in the distance,
Speaker 1: he hears what he clear to be the identical scream
Speaker 1: just before it broke the tree and threw it out him.
Speaker 1: So he hears the scream way off in the distance
Speaker 1: and was like, Okay, that thing has to be at
Speaker 1: least five miles away. It's got to be way far away.
Speaker 1: He calms down a little more. They're moving away. Okay,
Speaker 1: maybe this is done with. So he's going about his way,
Speaker 1: and he went to retrieve some killing, some firewood stuff
Speaker 1: and whatever. He was doing, just household chores. He's got
Speaker 1: to stay warm, and he's got to replenish his stockpile
Speaker 1: inside the house, because his pile is right outside on
Speaker 1: the side of the cabin. So as he was collecting
Speaker 1: the fire with, some of it was moved, but nothing
Speaker 1: too malicious to his property out as far as I'm
Speaker 1: tearing anything up or breaking it. Right, he gathers up
Speaker 1: this wood and he goes in. He drops the load,
Speaker 1: looks around off the porch or whatever, goes back down,
Speaker 1: grabs another armful. So he has two three days worth
Speaker 1: the firewood to get through the knights, and God forbid
Speaker 1: something else happens, and so he goes back up, gets
Speaker 1: the wooden and then he's standing on the porch whistling
Speaker 1: for rebel, not hearing from rebels nowhere to be seen. Now.
Speaker 1: Immediately his heart drops because he loves that dog. He's
Speaker 1: had it seven years now, and so he grabs his
Speaker 1: rifle from the porch where he had it staged in
Speaker 1: case he needed it. He grabbed a head lamp and
Speaker 1: a flashlight. It wasn't dark, this was still daytime. He
Speaker 1: had time before the sunset, but he wanted to be
Speaker 1: prepared in case. Trying to find rebel took him further
Speaker 1: away from the cabin and it started to get dark.
Speaker 1: He wanted to be able to see to end one
Speaker 1: of these things because at this point he was over it.
Speaker 1: It was starting to shoot something. So he goes down
Speaker 1: their favorite trail. He thought he saw rebels call. Now
Speaker 1: it wasn't a collar with the rabies tagging all that.
Speaker 1: It was a bright neon green with black checkering collar,
Speaker 1: a big sick one. He did that because it happened
Speaker 1: to reflect that night. So if he was called for
Speaker 1: rebel and couldn't see him. He could beam a flashlight
Speaker 1: and see where it's reflecting and see what he's digging
Speaker 1: into getting to at night or whatever. So he's anticipating this.
Speaker 1: He follows his trail, finds a caller, and he knows
Speaker 1: something is bad. Now oft in the distance the little ways,
Speaker 1: he hears a yelp, a real short wood. Immediately he
Speaker 1: starts heading that direction. He's pissed. These things have his dog,
Speaker 1: but he's gonna go kill something. That's where his mind was.
Speaker 1: He was off to put some rounds on some things.
Speaker 1: But before he goes trucks on down the trail, he
Speaker 1: goes back to the cabin real quick and grabs more
Speaker 1: AMMO and he fills his two front flowel pockets with
Speaker 1: AMMA in his pocket, so he's fully loaded with extra ammal.
Speaker 1: He was ready for war. He was so done with it.
Speaker 1: I grabbed his forty four magnum of over strap that
Speaker 1: on as well. He was going to get his dog,
Speaker 1: he said in twenty twenty hindsight. He felt he was
Speaker 1: being watched while he did this, because as soon as
Speaker 1: he got off the porch and started going in the
Speaker 1: direction of the yelp, he heard a yelp again but
Speaker 1: coming from a different direction. So often the distances single
Speaker 1: it from his left to his right and is approximately
Speaker 1: somewhere in the woods behind his cabin to the backside
Speaker 1: from his front door. So immediately that changes the way
Speaker 1: he's walking in the woods. He had multiple trails, so
Speaker 1: he took the trail closes to what he thought. He
Speaker 1: figured they tried to get him, and Rebel was hurt
Speaker 1: and trying to make his way away from them and
Speaker 1: make it back to him. So that's what Darn was thinking.
Speaker 1: He didn't know for sure, but that's what he was
Speaker 1: hoping for. The dog was maybe hurt, but still able
Speaker 1: to make it back to him. Goes down the trail
Speaker 1: and not seeing nothing, not seeing nothing, and he's starting
Speaker 1: to tear because he feels something wrong within him, and
Speaker 1: he's it dawned on him. He goes, what if these
Speaker 1: things are using the rebel in my love for him
Speaker 1: to lure me out there, That's quite possibly what was
Speaker 1: because he was like, okay, he stops and he goes
Speaker 1: in that moment, he goes, I had to let Rebel go.
Speaker 1: If I didn't mentally just let Rebel go, my emotions
Speaker 1: were going to take over and I was gonna run
Speaker 1: off into the woods and probably never be seen again.
Speaker 1: That's the feeling he had in the woods at that moment.
Speaker 1: So he stopped, and he was about one hundred yards
Speaker 1: from the backside of his cabin at this point, along
Speaker 1: his trail going for this yelp sound. So he just decides,
Speaker 1: I'm done. I'll take a stand at the cabin and
Speaker 1: maybe I'll just go back now, gather up some stuff,
Speaker 1: and just drive out of here. He had a whole
Speaker 1: lot going on because he was, in essence, losing his life,
Speaker 1: his property, his dog, everything that he cherished is at
Speaker 1: jeopardy right at this moment, and he's really struggling. So
Speaker 1: as he's about closed half the distance going back, he
Speaker 1: hears his dog, Rebel yelp again a lot freaking closer,
Speaker 1: within fifty feet behind him off the trail. So immediately
Speaker 1: he's okay, they seen how was even. They're trying to
Speaker 1: get my attention, and again he had to go. Now,
Speaker 1: I have to let Rebel go. He was crying on
Speaker 1: the phone and he was telling me this missed up dude.
Speaker 1: So he's torn. He wants to go up because it's
Speaker 1: not far away, but he feels like something is trying
Speaker 1: to get him over there, to get him. He said
Speaker 1: he couldn't not feel that way, because that's just what
Speaker 1: he was feeling in the air. So he said, all right,
Speaker 1: I'm gonna at least put a shot on one of
Speaker 1: these damn things. I want to see it, and I'm
Speaker 1: going to shoot it for hurting Rebel. Maybe he'll drop Rebel.
Speaker 1: I can retrieve him one last ditch effort. He couldn't
Speaker 1: just cut seven years of unconditional love from his dog
Speaker 1: and just by Rebel. He couldn't do it. He had
Speaker 1: to fight for his dog. I get it. So he
Speaker 1: turns around, he goes in that direction, and he's on point.
Speaker 1: He's ready. Where you at, mother, I'm gonna I got
Speaker 1: something for your ass. Comes around this little stand of
Speaker 1: willow's leaning next to some pines behind it, right, So
Speaker 1: as he comes around the trail, all of a sudden,
Speaker 1: there's Rubbels on the ground doing a half crawl woo
Speaker 1: and out of it kind of thing like it'd just
Speaker 1: been do a ringer. He's like rebel, Rebel and dog
Speaker 1: instantly looks over at him with a very fearful look
Speaker 1: on his face. Oh no, not that he didn't want
Speaker 1: to see him, but more like a recognition that, oh,
Speaker 1: he's in danger and I can't help him. At least
Speaker 1: that's how Don felt when he put eyes on him. Now,
Speaker 1: where Rebel was laying on the trail, there's a couple
Speaker 1: spruce right up next to the trail because it narrows
Speaker 1: out right at that particular point. So you have some
Speaker 1: trees on your right, some trees on your left, a
Speaker 1: little warm trail, and rebels on just to the back
Speaker 1: side of these trees. So you got the gap, and
Speaker 1: then Rebel's laying in the middle. Everything else behind rebels
Speaker 1: out of you because of the brush. So he's on point.
Speaker 1: He's looking around behind him all over the place. Nothing. Nothing.
Speaker 1: He shoots once in the air chambers. Another one puts
Speaker 1: it on safety and starts going towards Rebel. Now, he said,
Speaker 1: when he got about ten feet from Rebel and was saying,
Speaker 1: it's okay, boy, it's okay. Daddy's here trying to sue
Speaker 1: him because the dog was whin bring really bad and
Speaker 1: struggling to move but couldn't. It appeared his back was broken. Okay.
Speaker 1: As he's closing that gap, all of a sudden, something
Speaker 1: snatches Rebel and pulled them from out of his view,
Speaker 1: which Rebel against the tree on the opposite side of
Speaker 1: the trail right in front of Dawn, destroyed the dog
Speaker 1: one quick wit. Rebel was gone, basically mush. He said
Speaker 1: that Rebel hit with such force that he felt the impact.
Speaker 1: So immediately he's pissed. He's crying, but he's pissed. So
Speaker 1: he turns in a circle and it's bam, and he's
Speaker 1: just shooting into the trees right. He's letting him know
Speaker 1: this is it, and he realizes he's at animal. He's
Speaker 1: taking from his shirt pocket and he's yelling and cussing
Speaker 1: as he's walking back down the trail, and at this
Speaker 1: point he's resigning himself. Okay, you can do me like
Speaker 1: Rebel if you want, that's fine, but I got something
Speaker 1: for you first. He makes it down the trail without
Speaker 1: instant and he's yelling. He's cussing him out, calling him
Speaker 1: every kind of bitch in the book. He gets over
Speaker 1: to the cabin. As he comes around the front of
Speaker 1: the cabin, he comes up the stairs and he noticed
Speaker 1: the door was open. Something felt very off about that,
Speaker 1: so he backed down in the porch and is looking
Speaker 1: around for any sign. Now, grant you inside the cabin
Speaker 1: at this point, it's all shadowy. There's no lights on
Speaker 1: in the place. All he had was little lanterns and stuff.
Speaker 1: There was no electricity. He had a small generator for emergencies,
Speaker 1: rarely used the thing, right. The rest of it was
Speaker 1: cooking on propane cans and all that kind of thing.
Speaker 1: So he said, you know what, Okay, maybe there is
Speaker 1: one in there. I hope. So goes up the steps,
Speaker 1: kicks the door, and he's ready and it's empty. It's
Speaker 1: dead quiet. He gets and he shuts the door, does
Speaker 1: his little lash thing. It's not dark outside yet. It's
Speaker 1: still on into a little later in the day to
Speaker 1: where the sun is going to be going down real soon,
Speaker 1: and he's battling within himself. He doesn't quite know what
Speaker 1: he wants to do about the situation. And he's crying.
Speaker 1: He was crying pretty Hi. We had to do this
Speaker 1: in a couple of incremental phone calls because he got
Speaker 1: so emotional about it. He couldn't continue in that moment,
Speaker 1: and I wasn't gonna push him. He's breaking down, he's
Speaker 1: over it. He's really mourning the loss of rebel because
Speaker 1: it had been his companion for seven years. Man unconditional love. Man,
Speaker 1: I got dogs.
Speaker 2: She stay tuned for more sasquatch out to see. We'll
Speaker 2: be right back after these messages.
Speaker 1: So he's coming to grips with that. And he felt
Speaker 1: so alone in that moment. He felt like the only
Speaker 1: person in the world. And I could understand that, I
Speaker 1: really could. So after he pulls himself together, all of
Speaker 1: a sudden, his appetites real heavy because he had basically
Speaker 1: hasn't eaten in two three days now at this point,
Speaker 1: because of how things had transpired, he didn't know exactly
Speaker 1: how many days. Because of how he fell asleep and
Speaker 1: when he woke up it was daylight. He didn't keep
Speaker 1: calendars or clocks. He could have actually slept a whole
Speaker 1: day and not known it. His word's not mine, so
Speaker 1: he was giving me reference on how things were going.
Speaker 1: He decides, you know what, I still got daylight. I
Speaker 1: can make it to the truck. I'll go down the road.
Speaker 1: Maybe I'll go down to the lodge by Trapper Creek
Speaker 1: and get a room for the night, and just think
Speaker 1: about what the hell I'm going to do about this
Speaker 1: whole situation. Because he's at a loss. These things just
Speaker 1: killed his dog. They're stalking him in essence, using the
Speaker 1: dog to try to lure him out. His love for
Speaker 1: the dog has a similarity to the one mimicking a
Speaker 1: baby to lure him out, cunning shit meer. So he's
Speaker 1: resolute about his decision to leave, and he realizes by
Speaker 1: time he makes that trail to where his truck is.
Speaker 1: Sometimes he had to jump it because it had a
Speaker 1: bad battery, and where he was it wasn't easy just
Speaker 1: to drive into the walmart and Wacilla and get another one.
Speaker 1: He had to plant his drives and what have you.
Speaker 1: But he had one of those old jump boxes one
Speaker 1: of his kids gave him for Christmas the year before,
Speaker 1: So every time he would go in near town or
Speaker 1: start a generator, he would plug this thing in. So
Speaker 1: when he did have to go on his truck, he
Speaker 1: had the little jumper to get it started. And so
Speaker 1: he was completing these things. He gathers that up, puts
Speaker 1: it in a pack, grabs a couple of important paperwork
Speaker 1: document his wallet, and gets this stuff ready. And as
Speaker 1: he's doing that, he gets this overwhelming rush of this anger,
Speaker 1: this hatred anger towards the situation transpiring around him. There
Speaker 1: had been no activity since he left the woods, but
Speaker 1: he was feeling like he was being watched in these moments,
Speaker 1: and so with that feeling of being watched, he was like,
Speaker 1: it's getting close. Maybe I'll calm down, I'll eat something
Speaker 1: else and i'll get some sleep. First light, when it's
Speaker 1: nice and bright, I'll get out of here. So he
Speaker 1: decides to do that. He didn't want to be in
Speaker 1: the dark trying to work the jumpers and get the
Speaker 1: things started with potentially these things around in the darkness.
Speaker 1: He wanted to be able to have better field of
Speaker 1: view before dealing with this shit. So he continues with
Speaker 1: his day. In the evening, he eats. He's really tired,
Speaker 1: he's emotionally spent. He said he cried till he was
Speaker 1: out of tears. His tear ducts were swollen and itchy,
Speaker 1: is like he was having a major allergy attack. And
Speaker 1: he was really thirsty because he was dehydrating crying. So
Speaker 1: he's filling up on water and snacking, and in between
Speaker 1: his fits of sobbing over the sorrow of his lost dog,
Speaker 1: he didn't retrieve Rebel. Rebel was mush and he left
Speaker 1: for his safety. He couldn't safely retrieve Rebel's body. Okay,
Speaker 1: so he's caught the plate in that. What am I
Speaker 1: going to do? I'm not going to stay here anymore.
Speaker 1: This place is now tainted. They killed my dog. I
Speaker 1: feel like they're after me. And so he's resolved himself
Speaker 1: that he's no longer going to stay there. His kids,
Speaker 1: his grown children live in Aurora, Illinois. They had been
Speaker 1: asking him a couple of years, when you're going to
Speaker 1: move down. We've got the mother in law place or whatever. So, yeah,
Speaker 1: all these light decisions are go up through his mind
Speaker 1: in these moments out in the woods. He ends up
Speaker 1: drifting off to sleep. Now as he's coming too from
Speaker 1: waking up. He got up before sunrise. There was light
Speaker 1: on the horizon, so he knew morning was coming soon.
Speaker 1: The reason he knew that. At one point he took
Speaker 1: off the coverings from the windows. He wanted them to
Speaker 1: be looking in. He sat to where out of view
Speaker 1: of the windows in his corner, in the back of
Speaker 1: his bed, waiting for something to look in a fricking window,
Speaker 1: because he's going to shoot it in the face. His
Speaker 1: word's not mine, he said. He'd had it. Then one
Speaker 1: of them was going to get some gunpowder burns all
Speaker 1: over their nose, is his words. So he has that.
Speaker 1: When he wakes up, there's no movement around the windows
Speaker 1: or anything, but he knows within an hour or two
Speaker 1: he's going to have to get up to that truck
Speaker 1: and just go and deal with it later after he's
Speaker 1: had time to recoup and figure shit out. So he
Speaker 1: gets up, he gets the stuff on him, He double
Speaker 1: checks his animal, double checks all his necessities, double checks
Speaker 1: the thing. It's fully charged for the jumping thing. As
Speaker 1: he's contemplating it, he's standing there in a surreal moment
Speaker 1: to ulize that what he's worked for ten years and
Speaker 1: loves is now dead to him. His love for his cabin,
Speaker 1: his love for living alone in the woods, dead to him.
Speaker 1: It didn't break him, but it broke his spirit for
Speaker 1: wanting to be in the wild. He was done with it,
Speaker 1: and the sight of his cabin, he said, made him
Speaker 1: physically sick in that moment when he's looking around at
Speaker 1: everything he worked hard and loved to now it means
Speaker 1: nothing to him because of these things. If you guys
Speaker 1: could have heard him telling you Jesus Mary. So it
Speaker 1: gets lighter and he's ready to go. He's made up
Speaker 1: his mind. He takes a quick peek out the wind.
Speaker 1: There's no activity, but there's no sound either. It's dead quiet,
Speaker 1: like it's been for a few days now. So he
Speaker 1: feels these things are still nearby, somewhere watching it, and
Speaker 1: rightfully he doesn't know, no one does. So he's done.
Speaker 1: He goes down the stairs out the front porch. He
Speaker 1: checks his perimeter, trying to check things out, make sure
Speaker 1: he's good. And he continued on the trail. He said,
Speaker 1: I kept my eyes forward, my ears open, and I
Speaker 1: was moving at a quick clip, as fast as I
Speaker 1: could move. He had a nea replacement a few years
Speaker 1: before that. It was better than it was before the surgery,
Speaker 1: but he had a little bit of a hard time
Speaker 1: when he first was warming up getting moving for the day.
Speaker 1: He was a bit stiff, is what it boils down to.
Speaker 1: Working out that stiffness. As he's walking, he's lifting his
Speaker 1: right leg a little higher to get a stretch because
Speaker 1: he felt the craft coming on and didn't want that.
Speaker 1: As he's getting about or he can almost see his truck.
Speaker 1: So he's covered almost a quarter mile, so he said.
Speaker 1: On the trail, it cuts around and then cuts back
Speaker 1: to the road, and he was roughly not quite one
Speaker 1: hundred yards before he would be able to see his truck.
Speaker 1: As he gets to that point, something from the brush.
Speaker 1: He couldn't quite make out because it was a little
Speaker 1: bit at a distance, but it was dark, very dark,
Speaker 1: was low to the ground, but very big. It ran
Speaker 1: fast from his right to left left, about seventy five
Speaker 1: yards away at a clip away from him, quartering away
Speaker 1: from him. So it was like, okay, whatever that was,
Speaker 1: I'm assuming a black bear. It's gone. Okay. He's got
Speaker 1: his forty five seventy hand going to mess around with it.
Speaker 1: So he continues on down the trail. As he comes
Speaker 1: around the corner of the trail, he sees one of
Speaker 1: these things pushing on his truck, gauging and testing it,
Speaker 1: pushing on the bed of it right, So immediately he
Speaker 1: just lifts the gun up and just shoots it right
Speaker 1: in the back boom. The thing crupples backwards a little
Speaker 1: bit hopped up and run off into the trees. Meanwhile,
Speaker 1: he's racking in another shot. Boom. He's just putting shots
Speaker 1: behind it. It wasn't really aiming. He was just take that.
Speaker 1: Take that for rebel. So he gets over there and
Speaker 1: he's looking at his truck and it's not damage. There's
Speaker 1: a little bit of a dent in the side the
Speaker 1: back quarter panel of the truck by the bed where
Speaker 1: this thing was just pushing on it, feeling it out,
Speaker 1: so it goes over. He tries to jump in to
Speaker 1: start it, and the battery was just little two dead.
Speaker 1: He just did the old two turns a round quick shit,
Speaker 1: So he pops away. He gets out, He hooks up
Speaker 1: the jumper thing to it, and he's doing all this
Speaker 1: trying to keep the rifle held while he's putting on
Speaker 1: the things. He was in a fit of terror, controlled terror.
Speaker 1: He knew he had to get a jump to get
Speaker 1: that out of Dodge, gets it hooked up, goes back
Speaker 1: to in front of the car and gets in the
Speaker 1: driver's seat and lays the rifle, pulls a forty four
Speaker 1: mag out, sets it on his lap because the rifle
Speaker 1: is too cumbersome to wheeled inside their truck, starts holsters
Speaker 1: a forty four as he stands out walks around his
Speaker 1: door as he comes round in the front of the
Speaker 1: truck where it should have been in view when he
Speaker 1: was sitting in the truck. All of a sudden, now
Speaker 1: there's one standing right by the trees. He said it
Speaker 1: was approximately twenty twenty five feet away tops. That's not
Speaker 1: very far. So as he's coming around to disconnect the
Speaker 1: little jumper box from his battery, he sees what he
Speaker 1: realizes what he's looking at and immediately draws and just
Speaker 1: starts firing the forty four at this, saying as it
Speaker 1: runs off into the trees, doesn't know if he hit it,
Speaker 1: but he was over it. He was gonna get him
Speaker 1: for rebel. Gets this thing, shuts theod, looking around no
Speaker 1: other movement, hops in his truck and gets out of dodge.
Speaker 1: He led there a decade, not an issue, not even
Speaker 1: a fricking bar in his yard, and then something like
Speaker 1: this happens. And I know of their existence. There's too
Speaker 1: many people I know that were with me, plus people
Speaker 1: they know that had their own experiences. There's no debate
Speaker 1: for me, there's no amount of evidence they could tell
Speaker 1: me that they're not out there. I know for a
Speaker 1: fact they are, So I'm not here to prove anything.
Speaker 1: That's not the purpose of this channel. The purpose of
Speaker 1: this channel is to get Alaskan experiences out there. Real
Speaker 1: experiences and not just what you may see with an
Speaker 1: out of state TV show coming up like Discovery and
Speaker 1: all that, where they just make a mockery of like
Speaker 1: port Lock and stuff. They could have done that so
Speaker 1: much better with way more respect for the culture. Elders
Speaker 1: don't come down to the beach and so you watch
Speaker 1: you for to know they don't do that. Ship. That's
Speaker 1: all production that will invite you to their house, feed
Speaker 1: you until you're dumb. They're not gonna sit there and
Speaker 1: chase you down. They're you're elder. They just summon you
Speaker 1: and you've gone listen how dumb you are? Anyway, I digress.
Speaker 3: Thanks guys, We will catch you on the next one.
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