That Sasquatch Came Looking for Us! - My Bigfoot Sighting Episode 95

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to my Bigfoot Sighting dot com. My Bigfoot Sightings changed my life. In
the year of twenty seventeen, I found out that Bigfoot was in the area
of where I live. I got interested. As a kid, I had
always seen the shows on TV in the seventies showing where the bigfoots were at,
and I always just thought it was nothing more than an undocumented epe,
never thought it was anything really extraordinary. But when I found out, I
went looking and in the year of twenty twenty, I got with another group
and me and one individual when camping every other weekend, and the things that
had happened, we're just extraordinary. I was yelled at, had a who
contest back and forth. But then over Labor Day of twenty twenty, we
were out camping and I had two of my kids with me with their husband
and grandkids, and there was as many as seventeen of us out during that
day, out hiking, having fun, barbecuing, cooking over the campfire,
and people had started leaving, which was fine. Some of us was camping,
some of us wasn't. There was eight of us left. It was
about seventy degrees, so we weren't wanting to sit right there around fire,
so we were away from the fire. The parking lot was about thirty feet
away, and I always picked, or try to pick when to go was
during a full moon, and of course there was a full moon that night.
It was coming up in the east, and the parking lot was to
the east of us. Now, there were several cars that was parked.
There was a little fence around the parking lot, and we had all of
our cars lined up out there, cars and trucks, and we were just
sitting around talking and my back was to the parking lot. My daughter was
sitting next to me, my oldest daughter, My wife was sitting at the
end of her but facing towards us. And then I had Darling Ken next
to me, sitting on the picnic table bench. And then there was a
few others that was scattered around in front of me, and my wife kept
saying, there's someone in the parking lot and I said, no, everybody's
right here. It had been an hour and a half since the last couple
had left, and we were all gathered up, and she kept asking,
where's Mike. Well, Mike's right there where she was setting. She couldn't
see Mike because Mike was about sixty three, I don't know, three hundred
pounds or so, big guy. And she said, somebody's and you know,
just kept going and she finally called out, who's in the parking lot.
That's when it dawned on everybody that someone must be in the parking lot.
She could see the silhouette the outline of someone standing at the end of
the second vehicle in which was two pickups. That was the first two that
you could see. They were standing right right at the back end of the
second vehicle, and she had called out while we all jumped up. I
jumped up, spun around, and I mean I was moving really fast doing
it, wasn't taking my time. By this time, it had moved to
the other side of the parking lot, over near a gate that goes back
into some trails off into the woods. Well, Mike, his car was
setting over in front of the gate. When I spun around, I seen
the outline of a huge figure. The shoulders was almost as wide as the
car, and two orange, red glowing eyes about ten inches apart, seven
feet up, staring at me. And I'm like, there it is.
There it is. And I looked down to find a spotlight like everyone else
was doing, and it shot off into the woods. So we had grabbed
our spotlights, ran out in the parking lots, shining down in the woods.
Wasn't finding anything, And the wife caused us over to where it was
standing and here was this wet spot about two and a half feet round.
It had pete in the parking lot next to the truck. My wife rubbed
her hand in it started sticking it in our face. Yeah, it was
pe And we were just all shocked, and we're all talking. We're all
kind of roaming looking down into the woods. And it was about ten minutes
after the sighting. We could hear it talking and I'm like, is this
thing gripping at us or what? And it was talking to some others.
They were having a discussion. What they were saying, I don't know.
Normally, when we would go out there camping, we would hear them randomly
out in the woods, tree breaks, wooden knocks, The wooden knocks would
come about an hour before the sun would come up. But to hear them
talking, they have a language. It was a gibberish to me, as
it was everyone else, But for them to talk, you know, they've
got to be intelligent. And it had stopped. It went on for at
least a good minute with them going back and forth, and we were just
all in shock and all because it was something that we all had wanted to
do, that we wanted to hear. And the thing of it is,
we had been so busy during the day that we had put no nothing out
during the day, no audio recorders, no cameras, no nothing. We
had put nothing out and that was probably a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Well, that was Labor Day. On Thanksgiving weekend, after we had gotten
done with the family with Thanksgiving everything, we went back. This time my
oldest daughter and my youngest daughter had came brought their kids, and again there
was a group of us out there and we were out taking hikes and join
a scenery and cooking and eating and everything else, and we're having such a
great time. My oldest daughter had brought her dog and we had brought hours
and those two just love to play with each other and they're just zooming all
over the place, running as fast as they can go, which was a
great thing. Helped wear them out real good. But we had all went
down for the night and I wake up about three o'clock in the morning.
I can tell the fires roaring outside. It's about twenty degrees out and I
come out of the ten and my oldest daughter's husband was up and he says,
there's something down there in that pond. There was a pretty good large
pond down there that the state takes care of, and he said something has
been out there and at water for the past three hours. And I'm like,
why didn't you wake me up? I mean, I got some nigdigion
binoculars behind the tent and a toat We're going to look to see what it
was, and he said, yeah, well the slim come falling down out
of the tree too. There's no trees over our heads and there was no
wind blowing either, and you could tell by the look in his face that
he was a little bit on the scared side. So this caused several people
to get up. So we were all relieving ourselves and everything, and the
dogs had took off and they were gone for an hour and a half,
out running, and so finally we started going back to bed because it was
so cold and we want to get back warm and everything. Well, the
dogs show back up after we get in bed, and the son in law
that was in the tent with us, he got up and put the dogs
in the back of the truck. And I had two granddaughters in the back
of the truck. So he got up, put him in and came back
in. Ten minutes later. The smell hits my nose and I can hear
this growling, and I'm like, what in the world, And I set
up on the god and I'm sitting here gagging, trying to not throw up.
It was just so bad, and this growling has just kept going.
Well. Anytime I go out there camping, I would keep a nine millimeter
up unneath my pillow, so I had the gun out and ready to shoot
off if I needed to to scare whatever it was away, because I had
two granddaughters in the back end of that truck. And I just kept sitting
there, gagging, waiting for something to happen, and the smell finally went
away, along with the growling. I'm assuming the dogs got out, found
one or several and made a mad and came running back to camp, and
they were followed. But after it had walked off, it went up to
where this one other gate was at up the road, and it went screaming
at us. It was mad, and luckily it went on and didn't give
us any any more problems that night. But then in April of twenty twenty
one, one of the guys, it was his birthday and first birthday,
wanted everybody to come camping, so we did. We were out there for
two nights and nothing really extraordinary went on for those two nights. But the
next morning it was wanting to rain and everything and everybody was I don't sleep
good when I'm out there, because I've got my caring on so good that
finally everybody got me up at eight o'clock and we packed up and went leaving,
and we were driving down the road. We got up on the pavement
and there was a break in the woods and there one was walking. It
was walking up a little bit of a slight incline. And you've seen all
the videos of how Patty walks, of swinging the arms and bringing the legs
up. It was cold black, but it was a shiny black. It
was probably eight feet or more tall, really broadened the shoulders, and when
its arms would come up, you could see the hair hanging down a good
six eight inches. Same way with the legs, you could see the hair
hanging down. And we're stopped in the middle of this back roads highway,
you know, hoping nobody comes up behind us flying ramanus, which I knew
we had some kids coming up behind us. And we sat there for a
good minute or so watching this thing walk up this hill, and me and
the wife we were just in shock of seeing this just fluently walking up this
hill, so easily gliding, and to see one in broad daylight was just
so amazing, so shocking that we didn't know what to think. And it
was just one of those things. We're out alone the Mississippi River up in
Cape County in Missouri, and it seems as though they're all up and down
the Mississippi River. They're probably up and down most waterways wherever there's abundant food
and water. And to see these things is just it's a little bit too
much for the mind, because it's not your normal thing that you see every
day. You know, you see animals on TV, you go to the
zoo, you see these things. You see them on a regular basis,
but to see something for the first time is just a little bit more than
what your mind can handle. In last year of twenty twenty two, I
decided to go fishing. I've got a creek in the backyard, and in
fact, it's the same creek that goes out to the area where we go
for the big Foot, and it's a twenty minute drive, and of course
twenty minute drive ain't probably nothing more than a thirty minute walked for them,
And so I'd want a few miles from the house down the creek where this
concrete bridge is at fishing it's a real secluded area. There's one house.
It's a little bit up the road. And I had gotten down beside the
bridge fishing, and I had caught a trout and brought it in and got
it on the stringer and everything. It was a good size strout. And
I look up and here's one holding onto a tree stooped over. The tree
was only about maybe ten inches across, so it had its hands wrapped around
the tree, stooped over, looking down, wouldn't look up at me.
And I see this thing standing there. Now, there's all kinds of shadows
around. And that's what was strange, was that the shadows because the sun
was coming up. It was about eight nine o'clock in the morning, so
there was a lot of shadows in there, but that was one shadow you
couldn't see through, and it was only like thirty forty feet in front of
me. I'm sitting there and I'm looking, and I've been looking for these
things for two years. I even sold my house one hundred miles away and
bought a house up here and relocated with new jobs and everything else, and
I was just wanting to go fishing, being left alone, enjoy the seclusion,
but it was a shadow you couldn't see through. And I'm like,
hey, I'm not here for you. Leave me alone. I don't want
you here. And I just started fussing at it, and I went back
to fishing. I was using a lure, so I was throwing the line
out there and reling it back in, and after a couple of throws,
I looked back over and it was gone. And I'm like, goodness,
you've got to be kidney. Now they're finding me. But I knew they
had already found me because I was out mowing the yard one day and found
a print out in the yard. And we had just had a septic system
put in a couple of months before. The grass was starting to come back
up, but there was a print in the dirt. The house has been
slapped on a couple of times one day and then the daughters. She'll go
outside taking the dogs out, and the dogs will have a fit. They
don't even do their business, they just want right back in the house.
There's a small patch of woods across from the house, and she says,
there's something in those woods. And this went on for a few months.
It was like one was out there watching us, watching the house, and
I haven't been back out of the woods camping since twenty twenty one because we'd
went out there in the fall, and it was me, my wife,
and her son, and I sat up in a screen tent so i could
see out all the way around, and I'm sitting in this reclining chair and
the wind's blowing. The moon is up, but it seems like as soon
as the moon started going down, the wind stopped blowing. And I was
sitting there and my head was on a swivel. I had the road in
front of me that goes out or comes into the parking lot, and I'm
sitting there and my head's on a swivel, looking up and down the road.
And around two o'clock I spun my head toward the toward the parking lot,
and I see a black silhouette moved into the parking lot out of the
woods. And I'm like, okay, I'm seeing things. I'm just tired.
You know, surely they're not here, Surely they're not going to get
that close again. But I'm sitting there, and it wasn't ten minutes.
I could hear footsteps in the woods right in front of me, and it
was probably eight steps covering about forty feet, moving real nice and slow,
and you could tell that it had to be something walking because it was as
if you were walking in the woods. You could hear the leaves crunching,
limbs breaking as it was walking through there. It was probably twenty feet in
front of me. And after a while of sitting there listening seeing if something
was going to happen, mother nature calls and I'm going to have to get
out. And so I had finally gotten out of the tent, left everything
in the tent, which I had a shotgun, cameras, night vision,
everything's sitting there and I left it in there. And I had went to
the back of the regular tent where my wife and her son was sleeping,
and I was getting in a toad to get some some wipes out, and
I could hear a puppy dog sounded like a puppy barking over in the woods,
and I'm like, okay, this is strange. And I couldn't hear
it anywhere else except for behind the tent. It's like that was the only
time that it would sound off. So I'd gotten up and finished my business,
went to take the wipes back and I could hear the puppy barking again.
Well, I would think that if there was a dog out there,
that it would have come to me. But it's like I just had this
feeling that I believe I was getting hit with something, and it was like
I didn't care. And I had went back and sat down, and I
was set down in front of the fire listening and I was just looking up
looking at the stars because we're in an area where that we're north of Cape
Girardo, Missouri, and the very first UFO crash was outside of Cape Girardo,
so you never know what you're going to see flying around in the sky.
And I'm sitting there and started hearing tree breaks everything like that, and
I looked back down looked over the woods on the other side of the parking
lot. I said, Okay, I know you're here. You're wanting some
attention, you know, I guess you're wanting me to get up do something
to entertain you. And so I had gotten up and I had sat over
near the parking lot and just sitting there so they could get a good look
at me and everything. But it was like I was up all night,
but I had this attitude the next day. The next morning, I just
had this really bad attitude. I wasn't tired. In fact, even after
the sun came up, I grabbed a fishing pole, went down at the
pond, caught about four catfish, and I was just I wasn't myself.
I just felt like that that was one time that I was out there that
they were trying to get me to come out into the woods. They were
trying to take me. I've been back out there since, not camping,
but it was just such a strange feeling. And we were going to stay
two nights and I told my wife, now we're packing up and we're going
home. I said, I need to get some sleep. I said,
there's no way I can sleep out here. I just can't do it.
I said, something is wrong. I don't feel right, and I feel
like we need to leave, and so we did leave. That was in
the fall of twenty twenty one. Now, in January of twenty twenty one,
we were camping out there and the niece and her husband from Indiana head
came and we were out there camping in January. It was cold, we
had a huge fire roaring, and I've got a little ten by ten canopy.
Well, there's was about I don't know, probably fifteen. About fifteen,
we always put a canopy over the picnic table where we can set stuff
keep it out of the weather, and there we had there's a since it
was much bigger, and we're out there at night. We're huddled around the
fire, we're trying to stay warm and everything, and all of a sudden,
the canopy jumped three feet and we're like, what is going on?
I mean, it made everyone jump. We all jumped up, went on
the defensive because we knew something had happened, and a few of us got
over looking and the conservation people had not been out there in a while,
I guess, and the grass was grown up, and we found two rocks
about the size of softballs on the grass, not in the grass, like
the grass grew up around it. It was the rocks was laid on top
of the grass, had the grass laid over. And we're like, okay,
they're out here, they're watching us. We don't know if they're trying
to run us off or if they're just being playful. I've always taken it
as they're being playful. And we didn't have any more that happened that night.
But going back to twenty twenty, when I was out there camping with
the one other guy, we would be out there and we would hear things
off in the distance, yells, screams, And one night I woke up
to this barn owl just going off over and over and over, and I
had a para parabolic ears. So I put the headphones on and took the
little gun and pointed it in the direction it was in, and I was
hearing it very well, and the owl just kept going off, and it
went off for about fifteen more times, and then all of a sudden,
it's hoo hoo, hoo hoo, and I'm like, what in the world
this al is putting out a tune? And it was so weird. I
mean, I just could not move. I just kept listening to this thing
seeing a tune, and it's like, you've got to be kidding me.
I know they do other creature sounds, as in owls and coyotes and everything.
I mean, coyotes were fairly thick in that area, and you would
hear from coludies go off, and you would always hear that one that was
louder and longer than the rest of them. But for this to just go
from a barn out to hooting a song just it was like wow, going
on hikes out there. We were out there one day and we were in
grass. It was up to our chest and it was in an area where
that when the creek overflows, it fills these areas up and they've got fish
in. I mean, you can see where the raccoons go out there and
other animals to try to catch some fish. But it was dry that summer,
hardly any rain at all. And once we came out of this little
gully to wash out, it's like every step I took I was stepping in
a hole. And I said something to the guy that was with me.
I said, Steve, every step I'd take, I'm stepping in a hole.
I said, this can't be right. This should all be smooth.
And I started pulling back the grass and I find this twenty four inch print
that's in the dirt. Actually it was it's clay up here, so it
had to have walked through there while it was wet, and it was a
twenty four in print. It was huge. But the strangest thing of it
was it had five toes, but three were going straight two were going kind
of sideways. It had a messed up foot and we had started pulling back
grass all over the place, and I'm like, you've got to be kidding
me. These things had been all over that field while it was wet.
I don't know if they were walking in water or not, but you could
see what they were and we would find prints all over the place. Even
one time I found a handprint, which was just shocking because you could tell
where the thumb where our thumb is at. Their thumb would be lower like
a gorilla, but the feet are like ours. And to find a lot
of these prints, I mean you would find them even on service roads that
were graveled, and you would see the imprint being two to three inches down
and you could easily see what it was, and it would be in gravel,
and you know they're around. You just never know when. But I
know the first time we had been out there before just for meetings with the
groups. We'd get out there and hoot and holler and yell and see if
we'd get any replies. But the first time I stayed the night out there
was a little bit of a scare. I had been working three and a
half on three and a half off, and the one guy had went out
there to go camping by himself. I had been working, so I didn't
go out there for the first night, and I was talking about going,
and me and the wife had went down to Arkansas to see one of the
kids is just at our drive and we're sitting there eating lunch at a restaurant
and my phone goes off, and I look, and I see that he's
saying he got run off at about three o'clock in the morning, that they
had surrounded the camp and was screaming and yelling at him, and he had
cracked open the tent door and looked out and one was standing about ten ft
in front of him. He could see the silhouette of it, and it
was standing there screaming at him. And he took his forty five, stuck
it out the door, and let off a couple of rounds. And he
said he could hear it running back off into the woods, crashing through the
woods. And you would think with a gun going off that the woods would
have went silent, and he said, the woods just went absolutely crazy.
And as soon as he got daylight, he got out of that tent packed
his stuff and got out of there and swore he would never go back again.
And I showed the wife the message and I said, we need to
go. So we had stopped picked up a few things for camping. We
used to have a camper and tent and all that, and we had sold
a few years earlier because we had decided we wouldn't if we went back camping
again. It would be rent in a cabin or something. So we had
picked up a few things and we ran back up here. We were about
one hundred and fifty miles away. When we showed up. He had just
left, but there was others there, and I was a cop in the
military, so as soon as I got out of my truck, I went
looking. I went doing an investigation, because that's how I look at this
when I go out there, I'm investigating. And so I hit the ground
looking and they're like, well, there's a print over here, and there's
a print over here, and I said, what about this one? What
about this one? And then I found one up on by the road.
And the road's higher up than what the campground is, so there's a slope
coming down and something had jumped off that road down the hill, went about
six inches into the ground and made the print. The print was in the
grass, but you know, the grass was like over the top of it,
and you could feel down in there and you could feel the toes.
It hadn't rained in a long time. The ground is clay, as hard
as rock. But for this thing to be that heavy, to step that
hard down and be able to make an imprint in hard soil, well,
me and the wife decided we're staying. Everybody else is going to leave,
and everybody's concerned about a staying out there by ourselves. And I said,
well, okay, I took my ar I had a gun on my side.
So around eleven o'clock that night, somebody said, I hear you do
a wileman call. Why don't you do your call? I said, well,
okay, so I'll put out this big, long yell and I got
a reply. The reply was always back, and we're like, okay.
This was at eleven o'clock. Well, everyone left at midnight. Me and
wife are just sitting there in her chairs in the dark, facing each other.
She's on her phone reading a book. There's a hillside on the other
side of the road across from the campside. I'm trying to watch it,
of course, her having her phone on, it's a little hard to see.
And we're sitting there about twenty minutes and the smell hits our nose and
we go looking at each other and we're like, good God, what is
wrong with you? We're both blaming each other. And you would think,
okay, we'd be he he haha, but we weren't laughing because it was
really potent and really bad, Like god, you think, having no idea
that we probably had one ten fifteen twenty feet from us watching us, and
it was probably bad that we were there, but we were blaming each other.
Well, it got about one o'clock and the wife said, I'm getting
the car and lay down. I'm ready to go to sleep. And we're
in this little Mitchell Beachy outlander. So I told her the only way we're
going to be able to stretch out would be to leave the hatch open,
and she said, no way. I don't want nothing grabbing me by the
feet or nothing else, you know. So she goes and she's getting ready
to get in the car, and then here comes this yell back the yell
that i'd heard two hours before, only this time, it's right down the
road. It's wondering where I'm at. He come looking for us, and
I'm like, no way, I am not going to reply. And I
put the parabolics on and I'm listening in that direction, listening to see if
something's going to come walking up on us. And I set out there for
another hour and nothing did. Nothing came walking, So I was very happy,
and I finally got into the car and we got very little sleep.
I was busy just looking out the window at the hillside, waiting on something
to come walking around. But we didn't hear anything for the rest of the
night. But that was when I had first started going out there. And
a couple of weeks later, the guy said I'll come back out there if
you'll come. I said, okay, I'll come camping with you. I'd
already said I would. And it's pretty bad that that day i'd gotten up,
gotten ready to go camping. I don't have a tent, I don't
have a cot, I don't have anything to camp in. And on my
drive up there, I'm hopping at Walmart. After Walmart, I stopping mald
and I stopping Sykes, and I stopping Cape and I'm collecting up camping gear,
got a ten, got a cod and we got up there. Well,
he was putting his tent up by the road. I put mine back
by the woods, and we had set up ten. We'd got out there
about one o'clock that afternoon. I'd got out there about one. He showed
up about two, and we got our things set up, and this one
couple came out checked on us. Well, neither one of us had cell
phone service out there, but the other couple that came out there checking on
us stead. So they called our spouses, let them know that we were
fine, and they had left, and we're talking about June of twenty twenty.
Sun is up seven o'clock, it's hot, it's miserable, and he
says, hey, are you gonna do your wild Man call? I said,
well, yeah, I was going to. I just wasn't going to
do it this early, you know, the sun was up and everything.
He said, well, why don't you go ahead and do it? So
I went ahead and I let out the yell, and I'm standing there for
a few minutes. I'm like, well, I ain't nothing gonna yell back.
So I walked the back of my truck and got a soda out of
the cooler, and I got over in front of my tent and the screen
from just inside the woods behind my tent came and it was loud. It
was deafening. It was like something you had never heard. The other guy
was already in his tent, already had his shoes off, already to lay
it out comfortable. I'm standing in here in front of the tent with my
mouth wide open, staring at these woods, screaming at me. He's way
by the road, he's a hundred feet from me. He's out of his
tent, standing next to me, saying see see, I told you,
I told you. And I look at him and I look back at the
woods, and this thing is still going off. This thing had a set
of lungs like you would not believe. It had been setting in them woods
watching us, and finally, you know, it had stopped. I was
in shock having something that close to me, knowing that it's not a dog,
it's not a fox, it's not ade being that loud, that deafening,
It's like you could feel it. It was so loud. Well,
we had finally got done talking, got into the tents and I'm laying there.
I'm sweating something horrible. About nine thirty, it got dark around nine.
About nine thirty, we could hear this commotion going on out in the
field that's behind the patch of woods, and we can hear this commotion going
on. Well, there's another commotion going on down at the creek, and
I'm like, what is this. You got several yelling and screaming down at
the creek, and several yelling and screaming behind us, And I took my
phone out and put it on video. Even though you can't see anything,
but you can hear these noises. And other people have sat and have listened
to video and they're like, oh, this dog's barking. Well, I
know what I heard, And of course, you know with a phone,
it doesn't pick sound up as well as what you're hearing. And everybody else
is thinking while I hear this barking, But what I was hearing was more
like a gorilla going ooh, ooh. It's what I was hearing. It
sounded like there was about three of them in the field behind us, and
every once in a while you'd hear one mouthing off and you'd hear this one
yelping, and it sounded like a third given their opinion. And then you
would hear the bunch down toward the creek, which was probably a half a
mile separated from each other, and they were just going to town. And
finally the bunch down by the creek they started walking off and you could hear
them walking off, mouthing off while they were walking, and You're like,
what is going on? And this went on for about forty five minutes,
and it was just like, I've got myself in the middle of something.
I don't know if I want to deal with this. I mean, I've
been hunting ever since I was thirteen years old. I mean I had a
BB gun, I had a pellet gun when I was before that, walking
around the neighborhood shooting birds and stuff, shooting cans. When I was a
teenager, I would just grab my twenty two and take off down to the
San Francis River and just go hiking through the woods, you know, just
to have something to do. I've been hunting all my life, squirrel,
rabbit, deer, never been scared of the woods. But now I'm starting
to what am I dealing with? Do I really want to do this?
And I did. I kept going back every other weekend. I kept going
back. While I would one month I would have weekends off, the next
month, I would work the weekends. So on weekends that I was off,
the wife would go with me, and she would hear a lot of
this stuff too, and she didn't know what to think. Which we were
both getting into this, and we had just kept going further and further into
it, and it became a real obsession. It's like having to go every
time I was off. And we lived a hundred miles away. We put
our house up for sale, sold it, big, beautiful home. Had
a great, great job, making great money. My wife was making good
money. She was an apartment manager. I'm a welder. And we sold
out and we moved one hundred miles north, twenty minutes from where these things
are from. Took different jobs, took huge bay coats, and since we've
been up here, it's like we've slowed down. We've had to slow down
because it was it was affecting us too much. Comes deer season down where
we did live. I had a guy that led me hunt out on his
property one hundred and sixty acres outside of the Campbell along the San Francis River
where I could deer hunt. Up here, I really don't have anywhere to
deer hunt. So I would go out there where the big Foot war and
I would go out there, and I could not find myself able to step
out of that truck until it got daylight. Once the sun would come up
and I could see, well, then I could get out of the truck.
I just would not go do it in the dark. And there was
this one field that was out there is where I would go hunting. You'd
see all type of deer sign all kinds of walnuts and everything, and I'd
be walking out across there, and all of a sudden, I see this
little puddle in this little dirt mouth that's out in the middle of the field,
and I'm like, well, that's weird. And I reached down into
that puddle because it looked like a print, and sure enough, there was
toes in it. And I went on over where I was going to sit
and hunt. And I'm sitting there and I'm doing my call, setting this
call off, and I realized it's dead silent. There's not even a bird
chirpy. So I take my phone out and I tighten it in as much
as I can, and I'm scanning the area to see if I'm there's anything
watching me, and I'm not seeing anything, and I'm like, there's no
deer around. So I got up, went hiking deeper into the woods and
I just kept going down deep, deep, deep, and nothing. It
was just dead quiet. And finally I turned around and I went out and
I left, and I'm like, this has affected me to where that I
just can't go hunting. I just can't do it. And so having this
fear I've had, I've just not been going out there. I have been
going out there, but I've been working on getting over this sphere. And
so right now I've got a daughter and a couple of grandsons here at the
house. And so the grandsons one seventeen, once twelve, they're like,
hey, we want to go out there. Let's grab some wood, go
out there and start a fire and see what's going on. So we'll go
out there and we'll be sitting there by the fire and I can and we'll
take some sodas and some food with us, stuff some smoke sausage to cook
over the fire, and I'll be able to tell that there's nothing out there,
because only if they're around there, they're kind of letting you know.
And so we've got to where that we'll go hiking the trails down into the
woods ten twelve o'clock at night. And we'd went out there one night and
we had we were quite a ways back, and these trails are for horses,
and so we were seeing a lot of hoof prints and of course they've
got the shoes on them, so we know what they are. And we'll
see a dear print every once in a while. But we came up on
this one muddy area and I knew that muddy area was there. It's always
muddy. And here's this print. The leaves are pushed into the mud.
It's fresh. It's fairly fresh. It's probably within six seven hours because it
you could tell by looking at it no leaves had gotten on top of it.
And here's this print. The boys are like, it's getting a little
slippery. I think we need to go back. This is getting a little,
you know, a little hard to walk. And so we made our
way back to camp and as soon as we got back there, let's put
the fire out, let's go home. And I'm like, okay, but
these things have changed my life drastically from someone who's no fear going out in
the woods doing whatever, knowing that in this area where I've moved, there's
bear there's mountain lions, there's bobcats, there's all types of creatures out here.
And I live in the country. I'm a mile down a private road,
and the houses are so spread out you don't see them. You hardly
ever hear anything. But we're out here so far. I keep a gun
in my truck. I keep one handy here in the house because you never
know when you're going to step out. And there's i mean, a bear
just got ran over up on the Interstate. A cub, a bear cub
got ran over up on the Interstate about five miles from my house. One
of the neighbors that had kayaked down the creek told me that he'd found bear
tracks. And you know, and you can tell the difference between a bear
and a big foot. I know, a lot of people say, oh,
it's bear tracks. A bear track has claws in it. A big
foot track looks more like a human print. I mean, I've seen both,
and I've went to other people's houses where they've been having problems and going
out and looking and finding the evidence that, yes, you have a bigfoot
around your house. But then we'll go a little ways away from the house
where yells and screams are heard at night, and we'll find some mountain lion
tracks and we'll find some bare tracks, and they're so easy to differentiate the
difference. But this has taken over my life almost so now I just try
to stay busy around the house work, but it keeps calling me. It
just keeps calling me to come back out there. I mean, I would
love to just sit down with this thing and have a beer and talk and
get an extremely good look. I mean, I've heard where people have committed
suicide after having an experience with one of these, and other people they just
have them around their house all the time. I'm told that there's a woman
on the other side of the Mississippi River over in Illinois where that she has
a family of them that she feeds and been doing it for years, and
if she forgets to put anything out, they'll remind her. And that the
male, the alpha, he's always standoff as she's always watching when she's out
there, and the female and the little ones will sit there and we'll tear
into the food, and the male won't do anything until she goes back in
the house. And how do you deal with something like this? I mean,
there's houses out there around where I go, and there are people out
there that have told me, yeah, they're out here. I've got all
kinds of stuff. I've heard everything, I've got recordings. But who do
you tell? Who do you say that you've had this experience? People laugh
at you, People sit there and say you're nuts. Oh, that's stupid.
I mean, what do you do when family members start in on you
saying you've lost your mind, you're crazy, you're selling your house, you're
leaving a good job, and you're moving up there for these things. And
who's going to believe you? There's a few that do. There's a few
to believe. Yes, there's a possibility of something like this existing. When
you know that they do exist, that there's no question in your mind that
what you've seen was real. But then other people are like, I can't
get up off the couch to go look. You know. I'll be like,
well, come out with me, let's go camping. Let's go camping
for a few days. No, they don't want to go because they really
don't want to know, because it's more than what they would be able to
take in. Some people just aren't able to handle the fact that something that
is supposed to be a fairy tale actually exists. And it makes me wonder
what else really does exist? Is dog man real? Is the wolf man
real? Is all this other stuff that you hear fairy tales about? Do
they really exist? Do giants really exist? What is really on this planet
that we don't know about? I mean, for decades people have been laughed
at over UFOs and now the government admits the Yeah, they exist, they're
here. What do you say? What do you do if these UFOs exist?
Who's to say that they're from another planet? Who's to say that they're
not from this planet right here? It's just that they are underground or in
the ocean, that they're more advanced than us, and they look at us
like we're ants. Who's to say that this stuff cannot exist and it's outside
of our realm of understanding? What is it going to take for people to
understand that I've seen this thing. I know what I've seen, I know
what I've heard, I know what I've experienced. I know how I'm feeling,
but other people think you're a joke. Don't be afraid. Help people
what you've seen, what you've heard. Let them know. You can laugh
all you want, and hopefully you'll never see one. Hopefully you'll never have
your world turned upside down and you can live what you consider a normal life
when there are so many others out here in this world that have had their
world turned upside down and know there is another side to this planet, and
know that they are here and that they are not going anywhere. What do
you do? What do you say? All you can do is just live
your life, and if you're having to live among these things, just live
your life. I believe that the ones that are around the human populations try
to stay away from us, but they try to get close enough to solve
their curiosity, just like we're trying to solve our curiosity. But the ones
that are in the deep forest that never hardly ever see a human, those
are the ones that are dangerous, So be careful how deep you go into
the woods. I know that it has changed my feelings so much that I
traded my little nine millimeter pistol for a forty four magnum with bare rounds,
and I've gone from birdshot in a shotgun to deer slugs, and any time
I go out into the woods, I go armed. I'm not saying that
these things will harm me. I don't think they will, but the fact
that they're there and they're watching does affect you. And you don't know.
I feel as though I've been hit with something. On that one camping trip.
They hit me with some type of infrasound or something that I was hit
and it affected me on that one trip, and ever since then, I've
really not been comfortable going to the woods. I mean, it's up to
you. You can go look for these things. You've got to stay for
a few days because you've got to wait until they come to you. And
once they're there, they're there. They're watching and they're not going to leave
until you leave. They're watching at a distance, But you decide. I
can't make up your mind for you. I know over a two year spand
of me looking for these things, of what it's done to me and how
I feel. Believe me, don't believe me. They're real. Well that's
it for tonight show. If you've had a big foot siding and would like
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us know. Thanks for listening, have a great night. A bunch of
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and the fastring melodies grove in but the bomb then rose, where the roost
run deep beyond the noise of the busy streets with the songs of the South
are soothing, And I hit the brom boat picking down home rhythm, bringing
out I don't run from banjo music. Yeah. The sound of a memory
brings me back to the bluegrass playing to my dad's a jag. It's become
then, it been through it, get through the day on scrubs and skyds,
booking name bills to this Tennessee jams. There's no other way that I
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