Speaker 1: And these people that claim or carry themselves without actually
claiming to be an expert, a bigfoot expert. I mean,
come on, what the hell is a bigfoot expert? There
is no such thing as an expert when it comes
to bigfoot.
Speaker 2: They know in an instant that you were in the woods.
There is no hiding from them, There is no being quiet.
Speaker 3: Or sneaking up on them. As soon as you walk
in the woods, you walk.
Speaker 2: In their front door, thinking that you were going to
surprise them, You're only kidding yourself.
Speaker 1: We have got to get it out of our heads
that anecdotal evidence is not evidence. The best way, in
my opinion, that we have to learn about these creatures
right now is by listening to and talking to those
that have experiperience them, those who have witnessed them and
experienced them in their own environment.
Speaker 2: We do what we do to try to bring awareness
to this topic, to be an open door for somebody
to walk through, to be able to share their story,
a listening.
Speaker 3: Ear, a support hold for those who have hold their
own encounters with that which is not supposed to exist.
Speaker 1: We've got to open our eyes people, there is something
out there. All of these thousands of people that have
seen something. They're not all lined, they're not all crazy.
There are some very reputable, good people out there that
have seen something.
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Speaker 1: I'm your host Wayne and not we have a very
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fin share some of her.
Speaker 3: And our story. So I'm just gonna go ahead and
hand it over to her. Hey, everybody, I'm ne on
the fens now. Of course, we're all here at the LBL,
so I'm sure you'll want to hear stories about the LBL,
and I'm going to try to share a few of them.
There's one particular story that everybody is aware of, and
it's known as the Massacre of the OLVL. I have
a tendency to sell my own version of that story.
For those of you who are friends with Roger, if
you're here, I apologize. I've been telling this story since
song before I heard Roger. For those of you who
don't know who Roger is, he's a man who says
that he was there the day it happens, and he
says that a lot of the stuff that we could
talk about is in this information. Forgive me if I'm
part of that problem. I think it was in the
spring about nineteen eighty two, maybe late March, early April.
It was that time of year when the most avid
campers wanted to get out and get into the LBL
before it got overcrowded and there were too many people around.
This particular family was one of those. There was a
couple driving along down the trees starting up in Grand Rivers.
I was going to call that grand Port for his
Grand Rivers. And they were driving along and they decided
to turn off on a road roam this to the
Momber's Day Road, I believe, And they turned off on
that road and they happened past a camp site designing
for RBS, About six pads I believe were there, and
they got louder and louder and louder. Anyway, they happened
to be driving by and they looked over and there
was one RVA parked in that particular little campground, and
it looked like a pile of clothes laying out on
the ground in front of the RV. Well, they kind
of slowed down and they were looking at it and thinking, well,
that's pretty odd, and the more they looked at it,
the more they realized that ain't clothes. So they turned
around and they headed back out to the trace and
went straight down to the Welcome North Welcome Center, which
was less than a mile away, and they went to
the ranger and they said, hey, we think there's a
dead body up here at this RV park, and we
think you should go up and investigate. So of course
the ranger he got in his car and he drove
up there, and sure enough, it was not a pile
of clothes. In fact, it was a man who had
been decapitated and he had been pretty well torn apart.
So of course they brought in the local police department
and all of the rangers and they set up an
investigation scene, and they realized that there wasn't just a
man there. There was also a little boy and he
was laying closer to the door of the RV and
it looked like post something or someone to come for
the little boy, and the man had tried to step
between them, and the man was killed first, and then
the little boy was attacked as he was trying to
get into the RV. They went inside and at the
back of the RVO was sort of like a bed area,
and that's where they found the mother. Now, of course,
this becomes a crime scene investmentstigation. So we've got all
our little numbered cards, and we've got people taking pictures
and they're drawing the you know, things from under the
nails and taking all the pictures of all of the
wounds and the entire scene. And then one of the
investigators happened to pick up what he thought was going
to be a woman's blouse on top of the dresser,
but it wasn't. It was a little girl's dress, a
very little girl's dress. Now, all of a sudden, this
is no longer a crime scene investigation. This is a
search and rescue. Everything gets turned upside down. Maps come out,
they start assigning this area to this officer, in this
area to this officer, and this area to this officer,
and everybody goes out and buy. Now it's dark, so
they're out there in the dark, looking around trying to
find this little girl, probably calling, hey, if you're out here,
we're here to help you, you know, just let us know,
But no one was answering. Well later that evening up
at Grand Rivers, there was one of those quickie march,
you know, a little gas station type thing, and two
of those officers happened to pull in there. Now, the
lady who ran it, I believe her name was jan
She was the person on duty that night. She knew
these officers pretty well, and they were pretty friendly, gregarious guys.
And yet when they pulled in, the one didn't even
come inside. He got out of the vehicle and sat
down immediately on the sidewalk. The other one came in
and grabbed a couple of bottles of water, and she said,
is everything okay? He kind of shook his head. He says,
I don't think everything's going to be okay ever again.
So she goes out there and she asked the one
sitting down. He says, do you need me to help you?
And he said, I don't think there is any help,
and she said, well, what's going on now? They knew
not to speak, but this was something so tragic that
they had to tell someone. And so the officer sitting
down told the story of how the man and the
boy and the woman were found and how they found
a little girl's dress. And he said, me and my
partner we headed out into the woods, and as we
were looking, I felt raindrops on my hat. And then
my partner said, what is that on your hat? That's
not ring, And he took his hat off and looked,
and it was a dark red substance. And then he
looked up. There in this crotch of a tree, not
twenty feet above him was the body of the little girl.
And she had been fed upon, probably while she was
still alive. That is the story of the massacre of
the LBL. There are a lot of versions to that story.
There are a lot of people who will dispute whether
or not it's true. There are people who say, for instance,
Roger who says he was a witness, I can't tell
you for sure if it is true or not. I
wasn't there. But it is the story that has made
this place famous. And this place has had a tragic
history anyway, because I don't know how many people are
aware of this. But when the Tennessee Valley Authority came through,
rather than just negotiate with people to buy their properties
so that they could flood the land, a lot of
times what they would do is they would say, Hey,
this group of people here, we're going to hold a
community meeting and talk about what we want to do.
The people would go to the meeting and when they
came back home that night, they would find out their
houses a that have been burned down or bulldozed, everything lost.
They were not good to these people when they did that,
when they came through here and made these two lakes
and turned this from the land between the rivers to
the land between the lakes, and that creates a lot
of anger and a lot of evil. And you have
stories like the Phantom Trucker. Now there are questions as
to whether or not the Phantom trucker runs the sixty
eight eighty quarter or the trace, But there have been
a lot of people who have gone up around, driven
around in this area at late at night and had
a truck followed them the headlights. Sometimes it gets close,
sometimes it's way back. When they finally to pull over
or turn around or get off the road or whatever,
it always disappears. The story is that there was a
truck driver who had an accident and now he follows people.
So this area has a lot of interesting and bizarre stories.
The one that I think is the most fascinating and
the one I want to tell you now is the
one that means the most to me because it happened
to somebody who I know personally and who I have
a very very high opinion of. Many of you may
know him. His name was Martin Groves. Now Martin has
not been well. I would the rather he had been
here to tell his own story. But I want to
share his story with you because I think it's really
really important for us all to remember. Because this is
a man who was a retired sheriff's deputy. He has
a high, you know, believability, and his story is one
of the most fascinating I've ever heard. The other thing
that I find passating about this story is a lot
of people say that it's all dogmen in the north
and big put in the South. But in the course
of the story, you're going to find out that they
do overlap. I believe, and I'm not sure, but I
want to say that this happened maybe in ninety three
or three. I feel like it was a year in
the in three, and I can't tell you for sure.
Becciting numbers, es gave me names and numbers forget it.
I have two sons. Their names are Hey and you
were good Anyway, Martin and his friend Harry had it
was the spring of the year and they came up
to the LBL to do some turkey hunting. Now, Martin
was the kind of guy who had hunted since he
was a kid. Set hunted everything. He'd hunted deer, he'd
hunted bear, pete, hunted ducks and geese and turkeys and
rabbits and squirrels, and he'd gone out west and hunted
big game. And he was very comfortable in the woods.
There's no reason why Martin Groves would ever imagine anything
because this man was familiar. So he and his buddy Harry,
they came up here. Now, I don't know if any
of you are familiar with the Devil's Backbone down here,
but I believe that that's the area where this took place.
And it's a very creepy area. I've been down that
road once, not going again. Anyway, they came up, they
found their parking or their camping spot. They went way back.
They wanted to be as far back and away from
the road as they could be, and they found a
camping spot. It was right but next to a cliff base,
so they had the cliff to their back. They had
their fire, they had their tent, everything was set up,
and that first night was perfect. They had peace, they
had quiet, they had the beauty of the surrounding woods.
They had the song of the of the tree frogs
and the crickets. They the only problem they had was
a pesky raccoon that kept trying to get into their food.
But other than that, it was a really great night.
And the next morning they woke up before daylight and
they were ready to go, and they really wanted to
get out there and do this. And Harry decided he
was going to hunt an area south of where they
were at. It was a field that had a crop
field of sometimes the corn probably that had been left
for the wildlife to eat on. And Martin decided he
was going to go northeast and he was going to
hunt a cambrake. So that's what they did. They went
off from their different directions, and as Martin was going along,
the first thing that he noticed was he heard a
really loud, metallic sound, one that did not belong in
these woods, not under any stretch of the imagination. And
he said, it sounded kind of like an old barn door,
you know.
Speaker 1: Stay tuned for more, but the big Flop were bored.
Speaker 4: We'll be right back.
Speaker 3: Moving. But it was really loud, and there was no
place in this particular part of the world that that
sound should have come from. And as he was walking along,
he happened to see a truck coming towards him. It
was an old nisaw him pickup truck, and he thought,
you know, well, maybe this guy knows where that sound
came from. And the guy pulls over and he gets
out and they introduced themselves. The guy says, hey, my
name's Bubba. Now everybody who knows Martin well knows that
they call him Bubba. And he says, no way, that's
my name. I'm Mark, I'm Bubba, and I'm the original
Tennessee Bubba. And the other guy says, well, that's fine
because I'm the original Kentucky Bubba. And so they kind
of bonded over that and they talked and they discussed,
you know, the different things going on. And turns out
that the souther Bubba was a bow hunter and he
saw Martin carrying his twelve gage and he says, oh,
what he isn't that for? And he says, I'm turkey hunting.
He says, ah. He says, that's wimpy stuff that experts
stay hunt with a bowl. And he got his bow
out and he showed Martin how it was done. And
Martin was really impressive with him because he didn't know
anything about it, but this guy seemed to be a
real expert on it. And so they talked for a
little bit longer and Martin, you know, mentioned are there
anything weird in the woods, And guy says, well, no,
I shouldn't probably say this, but you might want to
watch your camp tonight because I've been here for two
nights now and I've been hearing some weird things around
my cant some I'm trying to get in, and I
can't figure out what kind of animal it is. Martin
took that, you know, made a note of that, and
they said they're goodbyes, and the man went on his
way and Martin went on his way, and he hadn't
walked for very long when he happened to notice there
was a man standing up on a ridge in a
gilly suit. Now, the thing about Martin's friend Harry is
that he's a mountain of a man. He was a
big man, big burly kind of guy, he was the
kind of cod They were both sheriff's deputies, and this
Harry was the kind of guy that you could send
in alone. And he come out with all the criminals
stucked under one arm. I mean, big scary guy, not
afraid of anything. But Martin's looking at this guy up
in the ridge in the gilly suit, and he's thinking, man,
this guy would make Harry look like a little bitty guy.
And so he's kind of walking along and he starts
hearing whistling, and he's saying, why is that guy whistling
at me? But of course you know, now the guy's
gone off the ridge and he keeps walking along. Pretty
soon he stick gets thrown at him. He's like, this
guy's throwing a stick at me. This is crazy. And
then he realizes that there's like dogs. He thinks me
he's some kind of canine running in the woods alongside.
You're thinking this guy had a pack of hounds and
he's throwing things at me and he's whistling. This guy
is crazy, or maybe he's being aggressive because he thinks
that I'm in his territory. Whatever the case may be.
This does not feel good. So Martin gets out to
where he hunts, and he kind of deals with this
off and on all day and he thinks that, you know,
this is definitely an aggressive hunter who may be out
there with his dogs, or worse yet, maybe this is
a pack of coyotes unrelated to the hunter and they're hungry. Well,
of course, the day progresses and it's time for Martin
to go back to camp, and he kind of hung
out a little too long and it's getting a little
too dark, and he's getting a little nervous and he's
walking back and the whistling starts again, and he's got
things being thrown at him, and he can definitely tell
that they are canines and they're running alongside him, and
he's being paced by canines, which you know they're stalking him.
And as he's going along, he's actually seeing dens and
caves in the holes in the longest cliff face and
he's thinking, we have picked the worst place to camp.
We're right in the middle of Kyo territory. We're gonna
get eaten our sleep, and so, you know, he's getting
a little more panicky. He doesn't understand where the throw
he's coming from. He gets close to camp, he can
see the glow of the fire, and he yells, hey,
hey in camp, I'm just ma'am, I'm back, and Harry answers, well,
come on in. So he gets in there and the
first thing he notices that Harry is nervous and he's
upset and he's shaking, and he's like, Harry, okay, and
he says, what was it? Why would you? Why would
you follow me to my hunting spot and throw things
at me all day like that? And Martin said, I
wouldn't do that, and I didn't do that. He says, well,
who would? And Martin says, well, I don't know, but
they did the same thing me. Well, of course they
began to talk about this and compare notes, and sure
enough they had both had the same exact experience. Somebody
had followed them through the woods, somebody had thrown things
at them, and they had heard what they were sure
with canines. Now they're at camp and it's nighttime and
Martin is making camp sew hits something he'd made at home.
All he had to do was warm it up. And
they're sitting around the camp and they're stirring the stew
and they're talking about you know what happened, and they're
both getting hungry, and Harry's like, you know, I hope
that stew warms up really fast. And as they're talking,
Martin happens to look over to a great, big old
tree and he sees what he thinks is the cherry
on a cigarette burning, and he leans in real close
and he says, Harry, there's somebody watching us from behind
that tree. Harry looks over and he sees another cigarette
cherry on the other side, and he says, there's someone
on the other side of that tree too. They don't
think we can see him, so they're kind of standing there, like, oh,
what do we do? And about that time, Martin looks
sober and he sees something walking out of the woods
that he has never seen before in his life. It's
about six feet tall. It's walking up on its toes
with its knees all bit up. It's got the head
of a hound with big old ears with hair tuffs
standing up on the end. It's got a short muzzle
and it looks like Evil incarnate. And as he's standing
there staring at it and Harry's staring at it, they
both feel like they've been hit by something. They like
their whole bodies are vibrating. They feel this pressure in
their heads and they can't move, and they're terrified, and
they're just standing there and they don't know what they're
going to do because neither one of them can move,
and this thing's coming at them and it grins at that.
And as they're standing there watching this smiling, evil looking
creature coming closer to them, unable to even move, Martin
does the only thing he knows to do. The Lord
is my shepherd. I shall not want He maketh me
to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside
the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me
down the patch of the path of righteousness. For his
name's sake. Yay, though I walk through the valley of
the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for
Thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they
comfort me. Thou makest a table before me in the
presence of my enemies. Thou annointest my head. My cup
runneth over. Surely, mercy and blessing shall follow me all
the days of my life. And as he said this,
he pulled his gun out and he fired at the
ground three feet in front of this thing, and it
jerked back, and it took the smile off his face,
and it knew he knew everything he needed to know
about this thing. It was smart, it was evil, and
it was not gonna let them out of there if
it could help it. But this gun frightened it so
bad that it ran up the cliff face. And that's
when Martin turned to Harry, who at this point was
now firing rounds from his ten gauge at the tree
and the things behind the tree, and then he yelled run,
and they both ran to Harry's truck, and they jumped
in the truck. Martin jumped in the bed of the
truck and Harry jumped into the cab of the truck,
and they start trying to drive out, but they're not
going very fast, and Martin realizes that Harry is so
frightened he's forgotten to take the emergency break off, so
he yells, take off the emergency break, take off the
emergency break, and he does. In the truck jerks forward
and they start flowing out of there, and they're way
down and you know what these roads look like here.
It was the longest drive out to the trace either
man had ever experienced in his life. And they got
out to the trace, and as soon as they did,
Martin started pounding on the top of the cab. I'm
going to get in the truck. I need you need
to pull over and let me in the truck. But
Harry was so afraid it took him a mile before
he was able to stop. And Martin got in the
truck and Harry said, when we left, I'm going to
turn the headlights on. Did you see what I saw?
And Martin said, yeah, I did. And that was when
Martin realized that man in the gilly suit was not
a man in a gilly suit, because when he turned
the headlights on, it shined on two big foot that
were standing in the field. Now they Martin was in
the truck, Harry was in the truck, and Harry just
wanted to go home. He said, I'm not going back
to the cant to get anything. I'm done. I went
out of here. I just want to go home. And
Martin said, Harry, we can't do that. You know, we
can't do that. We need to go to the ranger station.
We need to tell them about these things, because if
we don't someone could get killed here, and Harry said,
I can't. I can't tell anybody. I don't want anybody
to know about this, and Martin said, but we have to,
it's our responsibility. Finally Harry said, okay, yeah, yeah, we
need to go do that. So they drove up to
the ranger station, but there was nobody there. It was
dark and locked up, and so they Harry said, we
can't tell anybody, Let's just go home, and Martin said, no,
we can't. We have to tell somebody. So they found
a place to park where they were up on a
ridge and they could see all around them, and they
I know that Harry slept for a little bit. I imagine
Martin took out a little bit of sleep. Maybe not,
I don't know. But finally Harry started stirring around and
he wanted some breakfast, and Martin said, well, let's go
to the ranger station and let's get this over with
and then we'll go get something to eat. But they
happened to notice that there was a lot of traffic
on the trace, a lot of official vehicles going up
and down the trace, and two of them happened to
be radio or television station big trucks, you know, with
the antenna on top, and they were all heading to
the ranger station. So of course they pulled in and
Martin went over to one of the rangers and he said,
I've got to report something. Like I said some other time.
We're having some issues right now. We've had a couple
of campers that have had bears go in and tear
up their camp and we're trying to deal with that.
And Martin said, I don't that's really too bad. I'm
sorry about that, but this is life or death and
I need to tell someone. And so he tells the
ranger his story, and the ranger just kind of looks
adden like, you know, big eyes and what the heck?
And he says, I'm gonna go get my supervisor, and
he's in there forever with the supervisor, and finally the
supervisor comes out and he says, is this true what
my ranger told me? And they yeah, yeah, that's true.
And the supervisor says, well, first of all, you ain't
allowed to have handguns in this park, and that was
not the response Martin and Harry expected. And he said, secondly,
you shoot had animals out of season. That's a felony.
You guys are going to jail, And that really wasn't
the response they were expecting. And they pulled out their
credentials and showed them that they were sheriff's deputies. And
he went back inside and he was in there forever
and he come back out and he says, well, I've
talked to your sheriff, and he said, I'm going to
give you back your guns, and I'm going to give
your credentials and I'm going to point your vehicle south
and I never want to see you here again. Well,
of course, they go over to get in the truck,
but just as Martin was about to get in, he
hears a friendly voice say hey, baba. Then he turns
around and it's a friend of his who happens to
be a deputy up here, probably Drag County, I don't know,
but he comes over and he says, boy, what a
crazy day this is, isn't it? And Martin's like, yeah,
what's going on? He says, oh, didn't you hear there
was a bow hunter who was dragged out of his
tent and mulled last night. And just about the time
that this deputy said that a flatbed truck goes by
and it's got an old Nissan pickup truck on it,
and Martin was pretty sure he knew who the driver was,
and he knew who the bow hunter was, and he
was probably the last person to speak to that man alive. Well,
Martin and Harry did as they were told. They headed
back down to They're from Robertson County. I know that
because Martin just lived down the road from me and
they And on Monday morning, as expected, Martin gets called
on the radio that he needs to report to the sheriff.
He wants to talk to him, and he goes in, thinking,
you know, I don't know. I'm gonna tell him. I
don't know what this other guy told him. But he
goes in and he sits down, and the sheriff says, look,
I told that ranger that there are two people on
my team that I know wouldn't make up a story
and they wouldn't shoot at anything without knowing what it was,
and that's you and Harry. And then he said, so
when he told me he was gonna press charges for
you two to have handguns and that you're shooting at
something they shouldn't been shooting at he said, I told
him that my debut, he's had the right to carry
a handgun anywhere in Tennessee. And he said, we'll fight
that in court. And that was when he decided he
was just ben brush it under the table.
Speaker 1: Stay tuned for more. But the bigfoot refoard, We'll be
right back.
Speaker 3: And then Martin's sheriff told him a story about having
seen a big foot over in Jamestown, Tennessee, when he
was hunting years ago. Now this story goes a little
bit farther. Unfortunately, Harry never came back to work after
he had dropped Martin off. He went home and he
had a stroke. And I don't know how much longer
he lived after that, but I know for a lot
of years their friendship was pretty much over because of
this incident. I do know that they were able to
talk again before the Harry died. But I also know
that Harry has passed and that this entire incident affected
him in ways that a lot of people have no
life idea how emotionally stressful something like this is when
it happens, and it probably did cause a stroke. Now
I know that Martin Groves is not well. One of
the main reasons why I'm telling his story tonight is
because I think it's important that we all remember his
story and we share his story. And I actually have
a copy of one of his books. I think he's
got free out now. It's over here on my bag.
I meant to bring it over to the chair with me,
and I just now realized that I forgot. But I
would highly recommend if you can to get a copy
of his book. There are pictures in it. Anybody here
that wants to see him, I can show you the book.
There are pictures of and illustrations of what they said
they saw and of different areas here in the park
that they were at, and I think it's important that
we keep his story alive.
Speaker 5: Now.
Speaker 3: Of course, the LBL isn't the only place in this
area that has scary stories or to scary events. I
think this whole part of the country just has something
on it. I'm not sure what, but since we're so
close to it, and it's a story that so many
people enjoy having me tell, I wanted to share with
you tonight those of you who've never heard it. I
doubt it because everybody's heard it, but I wanted to
share to you with you tonight my story of the
were Wolf of Werewolf Springs. Now, there's a park that's
almost straight south of here, I think it's a little southeast.
It's called Montgomery Bell State Park. And Montgomery Bell is
actually a very beautiful, well manacured, lovely park, great place
to go visit. They have a civic center there where
you can rent it for weddings and events and things
like that. In fact, every October, I believe they had
a cryptid event there and then they have I think
there's three lakes, there's a golf course. It's just the
trails are very well maintained. It's an easy walk area.
It's absolutely gorgeous. But it wasn't always a park. Sometime
after the Civil War, there was a farmer and he
was headed home from Dixon towards his farm just east
of or just west of Nashville, i think somewhere in
the Leaf or Sport area, but I'm not sure. And
in his wagon with him was his servant, and they
were riding along. It was already dark, it was going
to be a long night of travel, and they had
just serve open wagon and the one horse, and they're
riding along and They're on a road that I think
is is seventy now I can't remember. I have to
look at the map, numbers and names and anyway, and
as they're going along a normal slow pace, they happened
to realize that there's somebody following them in the woods
alongside them. Well, of course, their immediate thought was spandits.
They were going to be robbed, So of course they
picked the piece a little bit because if this person
was in the woods, they obviously weren't on horseback and
they weren't going to be able to keep up with them.
But this person did, and so they got going a
little bit faster, and this person still met up with them,
and they got down round to what would be the
southern point of Montgomery Bell Park now, which at the
time was the Hall family farm. And by now they're
going at full board, and they're terrified because there is
no old person on earth who could be running fast
enough to be keeping up with him, with the woods
that the thing's running through are too dense for him
to be on a horseback or anything like that, and
so they're thinking all kinds of crazy things, and they
get to this point, and they, in their panic, did
the one thing that they probably should not have done.
Each one jumped off the wagon in the opposite direction.
The farmer rolled under some bushes and he kind of
curled up under the underbrush, and his servant went off
on the other side, and whatever was following them, that
servant was attacked by it, and the farmer laid there
and he had to listen as the servant cried, it's
not oh, help me, help me, No, it's got me. No,
it's ripping me apart, and he had to listen. Well,
his servant was being torn to shreds. Bones are crunching,
skin is tearing. This guy's screaming in agony and fear.
And this poor farmer, although not nearly as poor as
the servant, is having to listen to all of thisterrified
to move, too terrified to do anything other than just
stay there and listen. And so, I mean, he's shaking
and he's trembling, and finally, with one last sickening crunch,
everything goes silent. But even still the farmer's afraid to move,
So he lays there until the sun comes up, and
as soon as it's daylight, he jumps up and he
runs back down to Dixon all the way down the
road as fast as he can, and he gets there
and he runs into town and he tells the story,
you got to come and you got to help me
find my servant. He was attackeded and I don't know
what to do. And so the people gather up a
posse of people down the road they go. They search
those woods left and right of that road, and they
never found the servant. They never found is so much
as a piece of cloth. He was just gone. Well,
of course, word got around about this story and people
started that, you know, it was everything that happened. If
a cow died in the pasture, it must have been
this thing that attacked the farmer. And so finally they
decided to gather up a group of moon and they
were going to go out and they were going to
hunt this thing down. And so there was this group
and they all had their guns and their lanterns, and
they knew that this thing kind of hung out around
the Hall family farm and the whole spring which later
became known as Warwoll's Spring. It's right there and there's
a little clearing there, so that's where they gathered. They
brought a goat with them they staked the goat out,
and they all got around the clearing with their guns.
They extinguished their lanterns and they're weighted, and they sat
there quietly waiting, and the moon was full, but it
was a cloudy night, so the clouds would come over
the moon and everything would go black, and they could
hear the goat bleeding, and then the moon would come
back out and they could see the goat, and the
goat would become pulling at the rope and it was nervous,
and it was still bleeding. And then the moon would
be covered by the clouds and it would go black,
and the goat would get even more nervous and more upset.
And this continued on until finally the clouds passed away
from the moon, and they're standing in the clearing holding
the goat in its hands, with this monster like they
had never seen before, covered in hair and angry and
with a snouted nose, and it just looked like it
was going to eat that goat in one bite, and
it was biting into a tearing apart. And all of
those men had raised their rifles and they fired, They
unloaded all of their rifles right into this monster, and
as the last shot was fired, the clouds came over
the moon again, and when the clouds cleared away, the
monster was gone, the goat was gone, and three of
the men were gone, never to be again. Now there
was a big game hunter that got worried about this story.
Over the years, of course, things progress and stories got bigger,
and he decided that he was the one man on
earth who could hunt this thing down and he could
find out and he could kill, and he could find
out what it was. And so he went to the
town and he said, look, I'm going to come here
and I am going to kill this thing for you.
So there was a little cabin there by the clearing,
and he set up his camp in that cabin, and
for the first three or four days, he'd go out
and he would trap look for tracks and signs of
this thing. And then in the evening he would sit
in the front window of his cabin and he would
watch the spring, helping that eventually it would come to
the spring. And sure enough, on about the third or
fourth day he was sitting there watching in this thing
walks out of the woods like nothing he'd seen before.
And he's got a great, big old rifle. I mean,
this is the kind of rifle that'll take down an elephant,
you know, because that's the kind of game that this
guy's used to to hunting. And when it approached the spring,
he fired at it, and he knew he hit it.
He heard the thud of the bullet hit this thing,
but not so much as a drop of blood. In fact,
all it did was make this thing turnial, rare and
anger because it was so mad that this guy had
fired at it. And it comes charging towards the cabin
and this hunter's terrified, so he climbs up into the rafter,
the only place he knows to go, because there's only
one door. He can't get out. So he goes up
into the rafter and this thing tears down the door
and it goes in and it's like standing at the
under the raptors, and it's reaching up and it's trying
so hard to get to this guy, and it can't
reach him, not quite, just almost. And the guy he
kind of turned his rifle and when he gets just right,
he'd shoot at the thing and it would hit, but
it wouldn't kill it. It wouldn't penetrate this thing's hide.
And these are big bullets and he's like, I don't
get it. I don't know why this thing isn't dying.
And throughout the night this is how it played out.
He was up in the rafter. Every now and then
he'd get a shot, and the meantime, this thing was
always jumping and just barely missing him. Finally, he got
down to the last two bullets and he decided he
had two bullets left. He was going to take one
more shot at the monster, and if that didn't kill him,
he was going to still use the last bullet on himself.
So just as he was about to take aim on
this thing, the sun came up. This thing looked out
the window, looked up at him, turned and ran. He
stayed up in that rafter till about mid morning, afraid
to come down, but finally he did. He loaded up
all his stuff. He went straight to town and he
told them I finally found something that I can't hunt.
Good luck to you. You'll never see me again, and
he left. Now, over the years, there have been many
many stories to this day. People will come out of
that park telling you something followed me as I walked
along those well manicured trails. They'll come out of that
park telling you, I heard something howling, and I don't
know what it was. It's different from anything else I've
ever heard. They'll come out of that park telling you
they had an awful feeling of something. There is one
story of a little girl who was sent out to
that spring to draw water, and she never came home.
When her mom finally went out looking for all she
found was the bucket laying on the ground next to
the spring. One thing that is interesting is that on
at the farthest lake there is a bluff and there
are caves along that bluff, and they've gone up there
and they've searched those caves to see if there's anything
up there. Now. Before Montgomery Bell became a part a
lot of times the farmers would drag larger livestock up
to those caves and leave them there so that they
could rot without creating too much of a smell or
growing too many animals to the farm. And so of
course they found a lot of horse bones and cattle
bones and things like that. So what they couldn't explain
were all the human bones that they also found in
those caves. And that's the story of Montgomery Bell's of
Werewolf Springs. Wayne, how much time have I got? How
much have I been toln to talking about twenty minutes?
I've only been talking for twenty minutes.
Speaker 6: Oh does anybody has anybody else had any experiences in
were Wolf or not where Wilf Springs but here in
the LBL that or does anybody want to know anything.
Speaker 3: About the LBL that I could help you out with? No,
what were you talking about when when you were on
the other night you mentioned something about like empty tents
or vanishing chances? Oh? Yeah, back in I believe it
was either December of twenty twenty one or January twenty
twenty two. A lot of people, anybody from the area
probably remembers this. There was a tornado what cross for states.
It went from Arkansas, the Bootpill of Missouri, far western Tennessee,
and all across west southern western Kentucky, and it took
out quite as that. I think Mayfield, Kentucky experienced quite
a bit of damage and a lot of the people,
I mean, some of these towns were just flattened and
a lot of the people who lost their houses didn't
have insurance, and so what happened was because they had
no insurance. I remember watching the news and I felt
so sorry. There was one lady who said, I've got
a dollar sixty in my bank account and I have
no place to sleep tonight. That was the kind of
story that was going on a lot in this area.
And what happened was a lot of these people were
taking camping equipment and they were coming here to the LBL,
and they were camping out in the woods because they
had no place else to go. And I believe it
was the group from Helden Holler that first identified this,
but I've seen it on several channels since, so I
don't want to be absolute about them being the first,
because I they're just happened to be the person I saw.
What they've discovered is when people come here and they're
outsquatching or whatever in the woods around here, is they
keep coming across tent camp sites where the tents are
completely torn up. Some of them look like somebody just
grabbed the back of the tent and gripped it wide open.
Still lots of clothes. What's most terrifying, as a lot
of times it's children's clothing. There's coolers with food left
in them, there's empty popcns, the entire site maybe look
like it's all torn to pieces, but it doesn't look
like anybody left with anything, and there are no bodies.
And so I think, and I think a lot of
other people think that when these people came here after
the tornadoes to camp because they had no place else
to go, they became food for the gryptids in the area.
So I think that's kind of an interesting story. I
really thought I had talked for longer than forty minutes.
I am sorry, I'm.
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Speaker 5: Through the woods, the pine trees, sway, shadows long at
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A hunt for truth that's just begun. We're searching past
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the fire light.
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