My Marquette County, MI Bigfoot Sighting - My Bigfoot Sighting Shorts Episode 11

My bigfoot sighting happened in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan in nineteen seventy seven or
seventy eight. In October, I was spending a weekend with my father,
his brother, and my grandfather at their hunting camp in the Upper Peninsula of
Michigan in northern Marquette County. That morning, which was a Sunday morning,
we woke up to a beautiful sunny morning and the leaves were full in color
and it was beautiful out. We were at the cabin to cut wood for
the following year season in winter time, as we spent quite a bit there
during the winter. I'd asked my father that morning after breakfast if I could
take a walk before we started cutting wood. I would have been fifteen or
sixteen at the time, and Dad said, yes, you can, but
you need to be back here in two hours to help us cut wood.
Great, so I put on my orange hat and grabbed my pump shotgun and
I started walking. There's an area of my dash property we call the Big
Ravine, and it's one of the locations when I was a boy that I
used to love to walk up. The hills were very tall, the trees
were very tall, and my uncle Charlie had a seat up there for deer
season. I used to love just to sit and look down the ravine and
look at the hills. I made it up to the ravine in about twenty
five minutes, and I sat in a Charlie's seat, and as I was
sitting there, I could hear something coming and I turned around and I was
like, what is that coming? And it's a fox. There's a fox
running flat out right straight at me. It's very strange because there wasn't anybody
around but me. All the guys were back at the cabin, which was
a half a mile away, and it was odd to me to have a
fox running straight toward me. I didn't harm the fox. I had no
interest in it. I was just in oh of how fast he would run,
and I was wondering what had scared him up. I found out a
short time later. After a period of time, I stood back up and
I walked back out of the woods and down the road to our hunting camp.
And then I decided that I wanted to go check a bear bait station
I had set up in another part of the property where I had been putting
fish scraps out in a pail, and I had a pail hung between two
trees. So off I went. It was probably close to three corner of
a mile walk to the bait station. And as I was walking, the
leaves were dampening from the sun, and it was very quiet walking and I
made it down the road and where I needed to turn the trail ind of
the woods. I knew our property very well from walking in many times with
my dad and my grandpa, and at that time I had no fear in
the world. I had my shotgun and everything was right for me. I
started walking through the sugar maple trees, which were all yellow and just gorgeous,
heading to an area and that had a small knoll on it where I
had this bait station. And I was walking through the woods, I could
look at or the pale Normandy would be hanging from the tree and it was
down. It was I couldn't see it, so I knew that a bear
had been there and had pulled it down, snapped the rope and pulled it
down, which was what I wanted by design. So I was walking very
quietly and I had the wind in my face, and I walked up on
the knoll and in front of me, about fifty feet is this large,
hairy animal, very dark in color, not quite black. Its butt was
facing me and his head was facing away. I was about fifty feet away,
and I stood there just looking at this and thinking that's a really big
bear. It was on all fours down towards the ground. I'm sure it
was eating whatever was left of the fish that had pulled out on the pail.
Stood there for a while and I could smell it, and it really
stunk, and it didn't know I was there. A couple of times it
looked up, but it couldn't smell me. I had no idea I was
there. It was been so quiet walking. All of a sudden it picked
his head up and was looking around straight away from me, and I thought,
that is a funny shaped head for a bear. It's kind of conical
shape. I've seen a lot of bear when I was a boy growing in
the up in the Upper Peninsula. Thought that is really strange. I wasn't
afraid at all. And it put its head down and picked its head up
one more time, and I got a good look at it from the behind.
It never faced me. It was away from me, and all I
could see was his backside and got in the back of his head as he
picked it up in a little bit of the side, and all of a
sudden, it took off running. It ran on all four us, and
I remember thinking that this bear ran a lot like this chimpanzee on a TV
series I used to watch called Doc Tari. He ran like Cheetah. That
was the name of the chimpanzee. I thought, I don't get this.
That is weird. As this animal injured and it ran, and I stood
there just watching until I couldn't see it anymore. In the stand of hard
one I was in and I couldn't hear it anymore. So I kind of
shrugged my shoulders and I didn't smell it anymore, and I thought, well,
it's time for me to get back. Our Dad's not going to be
happy if I don't get there when he asked me to. So I turned
around and I started walking back out to a logging road that I wanted to
take back to the cabin. About halfway between where I'd seen this creature and
the road, I could hear something walking off to my left side. It
would walk when I would walk, It stopped when I stopped. This went
on until I got out to the logging road and I looked down the road.
I looked the other way, didn't hear anything. I turned and started
walking towards the cabin, and I could hear something walking to my left behind
me, and the same thing happened. It would walk when I would walk,
it would stop when I would stop. I continued walking for probably another
three or four hundred feet, maybe five, and then I heard a chainsaw
start up at the cabin, which was probably my dad starting up and telling
me to get back. So it followed me a little bit more, and
the chainsaw started again. I didn't hear it anymore, so I continued to
walk back to camp, looking to my left, trying to see what I
could see. I never did see it. I got back to the cabin
and in the yard was my father, his brother, and a couple of
our friends that hunted with us. All these guys were World War two,
Korean War and Vietnam vets. Were big men, big tall man and had
fear of nothing, which was always very comforting to me as I was growing
up. I was just a skinny teenage boy, and Dad had asked what
I saw and I told him what had happened the fox running this animal that
I saw by the bait. It ran funny, and all the guys were
listening to me very intently, but didn't say really anything. I'm thinking they
probably thought, well, this is a teenage boy with a wild imagination.
But I know what I saw, and I told him that I know what
I saw, and our weekend went on from there. We didn't talk about
it anymore. I had forgotten about it. It's true life until about seven
or eight years ago, nine years ago, and my father, who's now
quite elderly, but back then he would take walks and he had told us
a story about him walking down one of the ridges at our cabin and he
stopped me heard what he said was bear bellowing. Black bear don't bellow.
They don't really make any noise unless they're in a fight or as a seal
callinger comes. But he would say, yeah, I heard a bear bellow
the other day, And so I didn't ask any more questions about it,
but I logged it in the back of my mind, and it reminded me
of that day back in nineteen seventy seven or seventy in October when I saw
this animal again, then went out of my head for many, many,
many years, until I came on a couple of bigfoot YouTube channels, including
yours VIC, where people were talking about what they saw, and it all
came rushing back to me. Came back that day, what I saw,
what I smelled, what I heard, this creature following me. And then
years later my father talking about this bear bellowing, and again they don't do
that. They're silent, they don't make any noise, so I often wonder
what I saw. It was a bigfoot. It was not a bear.
It didn't run like a dog, it ran like a monkey. It was
big, it was smelly, and all these things started adding up for me
as I'm watching these youtubes again big including yours, and I made up my
mind that I needed to talk to somebody about this. I haven't been hiding
it, but it really just went in the back of my head until the
last couple of years. After listening to a significant amount of testimony on YouTube
about bigfoot or sasquatch, what have you, and I'm pretty sure that's what
I saw. I never got a frontal view of it. It was only
from the back. It ran in all four us. It was very big,
very hairy, smelled and had this funny gait. And I welcome anybody's
discussion on this. That's about the end of the story, if you will,
and I will tell you I'll never forget about it for the rest of
my life.