My Buddy in the Woods - My Bigfoot Sighting Episode 123

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to my Bigfoot Sighting dot com. My Bigfoot Sightings happened in the backwoods of
Oklahoma. It all started when I was a young kid in Manford, Oklahoma,
growing up out there. Spent a lot of time out there with my
grandparents because my granddad and grandmama built a house out there back in the sixties,
and growing up, I spent a lot of time out in the woods
hunting, fishing to my granddad, and he'd always tell me these stories about
his buddy in the woods, and I always thought it was just some friend
he had that lived out there. But you know, he'd never really talk
too much about it now, spending the night out there. When I was
a kid, probably I don't know, seven or eight years old. Starting
about that time, I started hearing these loud whoops at night, and it
was all around. Always scared me to death, but my granddad always told
me, oh, this is my buddy in the woods, don't worry about
it. Well, how this whole thing started. The first time I ever
saw one, I was eleven years old. My granddad had given me my
own twenty two to go squirrel hunting with. I had been out in the
woods. I got out in the woods about five o'clock in the morning,
still kind of dark out, but the sign was starting to rise, and
I was walking through the woods for about a good hour or two to find
a good spot that I knew a lot of squirrels congregated in. I started
getting this strange feeling like I was being watched, and I just I could
not get over with that unnerving feeling. Well, I put it in the
back of my head and just said, you know, forget it. And
I had already gotten two squirrels at this point, and I had them hanging
off my belt where I had little jiggy thing that I had them, you
know, hooked to. Well, I guess, I guess that attracted a
cougar. Well, the thing about these cats is my granddad always told me
that he hadn't seen these wildcats in a long, long time. Well,
I'm walking along, I'm probably about a mile a mile and a half away
from the house, deep in the woods, and like I said, I
feel like I'm being watched. And then I hear that cat scream. I
already knew what cougar's mountain lions, what every want to call them, I
already knew what they sounded like. They sounded like a dying woman screaming bloody
murder. So that scared me, and of course that coupled with the feeling
of being watched, really had me unsettled. Well, as I was walking
along, something very unlucky happened. I got bit by a copperhead came out
of nowhere and got me right above my boot in my legs. And I
was trying not to panic because my grand had always told me, you ever
get bit by some especially copperhead out here, he said, don't panic,
just walked slowly. Well, I already started panicking. I sat down against
this tree and was trying to assess this exactly where the bite was, and
had an old bandon and I tied it above my leg. And about that
same time, I see this mountain lion coming towards me. He is screaming
and making all kinds of racket and I hired my twenty two ad him a
few times and it just pissed him off, really trying to get at me.
And by this point, I'm thinking I'm gonna die out here in the
woods, and my granddad will never know. Well, that feeling I had
of being watched, just thinking back on it now, the state of mind
that I was in, I was terrified. I thought I was about to
die. I was just ready for it, and I had my gun pointed
at this cougar, shooting at it, but it just it just did nothing.
And all of a sudden, I hear what sounds like a bulldozer coming
through the trees and came up from behind me. The cat, you know,
it looked like a normal you know, like house cats get whenever there's
well, this all of a sudden, this big giant flash of brown fur
comes out of nowhere, picks up this cat, slams it against the nearest
tree in one foul swoop. I'm shaking at this point, and what I
can see in front of me is a tall, five petal sasquatch. That's
already I had, That's just what it was in my head. But my
granddad had always called them wood boogers. I hadn't heard the term sasquatch till
then, or you know, until later, but he always called them wood
burgers or wood woes. Well, this big mass of hair and muscle just
turns around and I can see it's a female, and I'm sitting against a
tree, and she turns around looking at me. I'm shaking right now,
just terrified, and the strangest thing starts to happen. She is acting like
she's trying to calm me down with her hands, and she starts making this
like cooling noise deep within her chest. I still can't explain it to this
day. You know, I hear people will talk about inpersound, and I'm
guessing maybe that's what it was, because what it seemed to do is instantly
calm me. And I even thinking back on it now, you know,
it just it blows my mind that that happened. Well, she eats it
up to me and looks at my leg and then picks me up like a
baby and ran me back to where's my granddad's place? You know, we
were about a good mile mile and a half in the woods. Now by
this time, I was coming in and out of consciousness, but I know
that she was carrying me. And a lot of people say they smell horrible,
but this one she didn't smell horrible. She smelled like a horse,
kind of like a mix between a horse that's been outside all day. She's
like, she didn't stink, she just she had an odor to her.
Well, she ran me back to my granddad Granddad's house. And remember waking
up with her holding me, and I'm looking at the house and she lets
out this really loud whoop. It felt like it blew my ear drums out,
honestly, And I'm thinking at this point, oh my god, my
Granddad's about to freak out. You know, he's gonna kill her or something.
And he comes out and his reaction is not what I expected. He
runs up to me and she points at my leg because I had pulled my
jeans up. She points to my leg, makes this like grunting noise,
and she sounds like she's purring too. He looks at my leg, looks
at her, shakes his head like saying thank you, picks me up,
puts me in the truck, and then I pass out and then I wake
up in the hospital about twelve hours later. When I woke up in the
hospital, my granddad was there with my grandmama and my mother and my father.
Well, everything was fine, you know. That something I didn't realize
what happened before I went to the hospital with my granddad had taken an old
rag and doused it and kerosene from an old lamp and then tied it around
that snake bite, an old trick I learned that day. You know,
keeps somehow keep spinning them from spreading through your leg. But thanks to that
female, I didn't lose my foot that day. Laying in the hospital talking
to my granddad and my grandma and my parents, you know, and letting
me know everything's okay, and the kept that my parents kept asking me what
happened, and I didn't really know what to tell him. I just said
I got bit by a snake and cougar was trying to get at me.
I didn't even tell him about the sasquatch, but my granddad knew obviously.
He was the one that took me from her when my parents left because they
had to go to work and I was staying with my grandparents anyways. And
this this was around the fall, like September October ish, And when my
granddad sat down in the bed is when he finally told me the whole story.
When he told me her name was Delilah, I asked, are they
your friends in the woods she always talked about and he said yes. And
that's when he told me what exactly happened and how he came to know of
this little family of sasquatch that lived in on our land, you know,
eight nine months out of the year. And he started by telling me exactly
what happened. By he said, back in I think the late seventies,
my dad was already out of the house. He had joined the Marine Corps.
So it was just my grandma and my granddad. Well, one evening,
my granddad hears rustling in the barn and he didn't know what was going
on. So he gets his shotgun and a flashlight and goes up to the
barn and he finds a young male sasquatch with two arrows in its back,
bleeding out but passed out. And he described this mail to me at the
time when he found it. He said it was well, it was laying
there. He was able to measure it from head to toe and he said
it was only about five foot six at this point, so it's still really
young. And uh, and my granddad were able to or my grandmama were
able to stitch him up, and they gave him some antibiotics that they had
with the animals around that his land, because my granddad did have horses and
some cattle and chickens and whatnot. But after my grandma my granddad patched him
up, they brought out some food, you know. She so she brought
out, you know, a basketball of veggies, and my granddad, you
know, brought some deer jerky out to him, and of course water and
just set it out there waiting him to wake up. Well, my granddad
goes out the next morning and he sees two men walking it to the house
on his lands. These men are trespassing to begin with, and both of
them have bows. And that's where he immediately know that these guys are the
ones that shot this thing, because when they walk up, of course my
granddad immediately said, you trespassing. You can't be here, he said.
The first thing they asked was have you seen anything strange, any kind of
weird creatures, And of course my granddad denied it and said no, and
he demanded they leave the property. Well, they gave him kind of a
strange look, and kind of in front of the house. Back then,
there's a lot of sand because where my grandparents lived in Oklahoma, there's a
lot of sandstone. There's a lot of woods, but you have sandstone here
and there, and there's sand there, and there's a big footprint leading rets
to the barn. And of course my granddad was, you know, trying
to get them off his land, and he finally was able to push him
away and tell him just to leave. And after they left, he decided
to go into the barn and check on this thing. And he told me
he opened the barn door real gentle and he sees him sitting there devouring the
food that he had set out, and he said, The strangest thing is
like he opened the barn door and I was trying to ease towards him,
you know, and this sasquatch seemed to know that he's the one that helped
him, obviously, and he said, there's like this bond that seemed immediately
form. Well over the next couple of weeks. The sasquatch that he ended
up naming Samson would stay in the barn during the day, but he'd go
out at night, you know, when he was able to move around more,
and he'd always be in the barn in the morning when my granddad would
get up. After about two or three weeks, my granddad goes up to
the barn and he's gone, and he thought, well, I'm not going
to see him again, But sure enough he does, and that was the
beginning of a long relationship that he built with this creature and eventually the family
that it would have. The female that I met, my granddadad told me
that Samson had met Delilah sometime obviously a couple of years after he saved his
life, but he remember seeing them together, and he didn't ever want to
get too close, but he always set out, you know, vegetables and
whatnot for my grandma's garden at the edge of the woods. So there's this
big old stump at the edge of the woods, and that's where they,
you know, leave vegetables or meat or something else to give to them.
And you know, it's just started that long relationship. And I'm laying there
in the hospital listening to all this, and it all starts to make sense,
you know, the sounds I heard in the woods growing up, the
whoops, I'm always talking about his buddy in the woods. And from to
find out, well, he had also told me, well let me let
me backfack a little bit. Whenever Delilah was carrying me through the woods back
to my granddad's place, I noticed a younger one following us, and this
one was about half her size. And to try to explain what these ones
looked like at the time that I saw them, the female at the time
was about seven and a half feet tall, and a lot of people say
they have conical heads, but these ones didn't really have a conical head,
you know. They had it pronounced a brow ridge, and I could see
their ears. He had brownish red fur, and the one following her had
the very distinctive hair. He was all like a dark brownish black, but
he had this really light tan stripe that went up his belly all the way
down to his back end. I ended up naming him Copper. And this
is the young male that was following us when the female saved my life when
I was eleven. Well, my granddad went on and told me that they
also had three others, three little female sasquatch, and he had named them
all Penny, Penelope, and Patty. He named all three females after and
then he had never really come up in the name of the young male because
he was the youngest. And that's when I first saw him, was when
Delilah saved my life, and I ended up naming him Copper because of that
stripe down his belly in his back. But going forward back to the hospital,
we had checked out, and the first thing I asked was can we
see them when we get back to the house, and he said, yeah,
we can try. I said, I really wanted to leave them a
gift for doing that, even my granddad wanted to as well. So we
get back to the house and my grandmama had all these vegetables because she had
her own garden that she grew in the spring and summer, and you know,
she did a lot of she did a lot of caning as well.
But we still had several watermelons in the fridge and that were still good,
and a lot of different veggies and whatnot. Plus my granddad, like I
said, he made deer jerky a lot. But he made this big basket
and we put it out on that little stump. And I remember my granddad
going out putting that basket on a stump, stepping back about a foot or
two and then letting out these loud woops. You know, he copied it
and made the sound whoops, and then he'd say, Sampson, Delilah food
and he backed up. He had me standing next to him, and we
kind of go back towards the house and we're watching and all of a sudden
outcomes Sampson. This is the first time I've seen this massive male sasquatch,
and he's he's got a real dark dark brown reddish hair to him, and
he had his head wasn't real conical, just like the females wasn't, but
he had that pronounced bury ridge. To me, he looked more human than
he did eight, you know, just like Delilah. I could see his
ears. People say their arms, you know, are super long and drooped
down to their to eat their knees. But him and her, their arms
didn't fall that far down, you know, looking back on him, explaining
just their general appearance. Their arms came down to about probably the bottom of
their butts, that's about how long they were. But their legs were really
long. The hair on these and this was about the end of fall,
so in my mind, they were growing their winter coat. Most animals do,
so their hair was fairly long, and I remember seeing it blowing the
wind. And Samson came out and looking at him, you know, he
was about eight to nine feet tall, closer to nine feet and Delilah,
obviously she was a bit shorter, seven and a half beetfish. And they
come out and they look at us. My granddad waves to them and are
real that. They both waved back like they're best friends, which pretty much
they are, because they'd known each other for years and years. Well,
they start kind of digging at the food, and all of a sudden,
I see four other little tiny they're not tiny at this time, they're actually
about my size at the time, I think I was about five feet I
put one two. At eleven years old, the juveniles had came out.
They were kind of hiding behind their mother, and Copper was hiding behind Samson,
and the other three little females were hiding behind their mother, and they
were peeking out. And the thing that really gets me and sinking back on
it, is how how these creatures smile. Seeing them smile and open their
mouth. Of course, at first it kind of scared me when I saw
Samson do it, but looking at it now, it just blows my mind
to think that these creatures are more intelligent than we can possibly know. The
young females were peeking up from behind Deliah smiling at me, and I was
waving at them, and I was still super nervous because his massive male,
you know, he's still standing there. And all of a sudden, my
granddad says, come on, so let's go up a little closer. And
I look at him, I'm like, are you serious? I don't know
about that. Well, we start walking up a little closer, and as
we're walking up, they're keeping an eye on us, but Samson is pulling
deer jerky out of that basket. And you know, pulling parts and giving
it the copper, and he's eating Son and the females are eating out of
the basket all the vegis and we get about ten feet from him, and
I'm as close as I want to get at this point, like I'm still
pretty nervous, and all of a sudden, Samson starts lumbering over to my
granddad and I'm trying not to shake, and you know, I'm a little
a little scared. My granddad keeps telling you calm down and just relax very
you and the same thing happened, and that happened to me in the woods.
He started making this cooing noise like deep in his chest and it just
instantly calmed me down. I still can't explain it to this day. And
he I remember him walking up to my granddad. He put his hand,
his massive hand on top of my granddad and it made my granddad's head look
like a baseball, like that's how big his hand was. And then he
walked he stepped over to me and touched my head and stepped back. But
it was so gentle, you know. When he touched my head, I
was like my thoughts was all he could just easily squeeze it and pop my
head open. But he was really gentle, and Copper was behind him the
whole time, you know, acting like a little kid, poking his head
around and looking at us and studying me. And Copper comes out from behind
Samson's leg and he walks up to me and takes the back of his hand
and kind of lightly taps my chest. He does that two or three times,
and I didn't know what to do. My granddad just said, just
stay calm, hold your hand out, relax. And I had forgotten that
I had. I don't really care for deer jerky, I never had,
but my granddad does make me. He did make me beef turkey, and
I had a big old slab of it in my back pocket. I carry
turkey around pretty much everywhere I went because I just love snack on it.
But I pulled that beef jerky out and I pulled a strip off and I
held it in my hand, and Copper walks up to me. He's sniffing
at it, and then he takes his hand, takes out of my hand
and starts eating it and looking at these younger sasquatch. It just it blows
my mind. I know I've said that several times. But the way they
acted in the stories that I've heard, you know, recently and in the
past, of how some people will encounter juveniles, and sometimes the encounter is
good, sometimes it's bad. My encounters were always peaceful with these ones.
And to explain how Copper looked, you know, I explained how his hair
looked, what color he was, and he was the spitting image of his
father. I could see his little ears. His hands at the time were
about the same size as mine. His face was not covered in hair,
but everything else was. Looking down at his feet, the bottom of his
feet weren't covered in hair, but they were kind of like the pads of
a dog. Though most I don't know how else to explain it. I
remember seeing the bottom of their feet and they just looked like the pads on
the bottom of the dog's But but their hands, you know, they looked
like ours, except the rest of it's covered and hair, and the palm
is free of hair. And that whole experience that day really blew my mind,
because this whole time, you know, before I met Delilah in the
woods, I always thought where my granddad talked about the wood buggers. You
know, he was just pulling my leg. He never did say his buddy
in the woods are wood buggers, you know. It was always two separate
things. That's what I always thought. He always thought he had, you
know, a human buddy that lived in the woods, and that was that.
It didn't dawn on me until that day that Samson was his buddy in
the woods. Well, after that day it all came together. I wasn't
afraid anymore. Especially when I heard those noises in the woods, I knew
what it was. If your audience has ever heard the Sierra Sounds by Ron
Moorehead, I grew up listening to those sounds in the woods of Oklahoma,
and after my encounter with Delilah, it didn't frighten me anymore. And all
I can think of now is my time spent with these creatures, with my
granddad always being right there. And I also remember we had a pond that
was fed by a river in a lake, but it was our own little
personal pond, and my granddad and I would always go out there fishing.
Well, whenever we'd go fishing from that day on, we'd always catch you
know, catfish or crappy or whatnot. But we'd always leave several fish out
on that stump at the edge of the woods near the house, and they'd
always be gone next morning. And the way the house was built is the
house was kind of built into the side of a hill, so it's two
stories, but it didn't look like it from the front. The backside of
the house had a balcony that was on stilts, and my granddad and I
would go out there in the evenings and just sit out there and listen to
the critters and the wildlife, and especially whenever we'd put fish or any kind
of trees out there on the stump, we'd watched them come in and take
them and they go off into the woods after making a little howling noise,
and then they'd be gone. I'm trying to trying to think of other experiences
I've had that really stick out, you know, because I spent seven years
in those woods, always hunting, going out, and they were never very
far. Most of the time when I went hunting, I would always see
him, you know, either Copper or the females or Samson. Sometimes they
always keep an eye on me. It seemed like they seemed to seem very
protective of me, and it all came to the head one day. Actually,
I was fifteen, and it was in November's deer season and I was
out hunting. I didn't hunt out of a blind or a tree stand to
me, that's just that's not hunting in my book. But I was creeping
along and I knew Sampson wasn't too far from me because I can hear him
trump into the woods. It's so strange because he can be quiet as the
dead when he wants to be, and soaking the other ones. But it's
like he wanted me to know he was there now where my granddad's house was,
in all his land in Oklahoma. I hadn't seen a black bear ever
except this day. And I had my model in thirty thirty that my granddad
had bought me, and I was stalking this really nice buck, and all
of a sudden, I see his black bear charging me, and I chamber
around into my rifle point and before I can even pull the trigger, Samson
runs up to this bear. It just thinking back on it now, it
cracks me up the way this happened, because it was like a football tackler
hitting somebody really hard. Because he hit this bear, and it looked so
small to him, like a dog almost, and he kicked it and it
rolled a few times and then took off. And that's the first and last
time I ever saw a black bear in those woods and able to get that
deer. And whenever I did shoot the deer, I was probably about,
I don't know, half a mile from the house, and my first thought
was, crap, how am I going to get to sing back to the
house because I didn't have a four wheeler on me and my horse was back
at the in the stable, and I was thinking maybe I could get one
of them to help me, and I let off that whoop noliays like my
granddad always showed me I heard him do, and outcomes Samson, just him
alone, and he walks up to me real slowly. I pointed the deer
and I'm trying to like place charades with him, asking him to, you
know, help me, and it's like I didn't really have to do anything.
He just picks the deer up and then walks back to the house with
me, drops the deer on the porch. I say thank you, and
if he turns around right back in the woods without saying a thing, making
any noise whatsoever. It's the strangest thing. But my granddad had come out
to help me dress out the deer. And the first thing we did was
we cut off one of the legs after he skinned it, and we left
that out by the on a stump at the edge of the woods. I
thank you. Growing up out there, my granddad always deer hunted, and
I always seen him do that. He'd always leave a deer leg or a
haunch on that stump, and he would never let me look outside at night
when I was really young, and I think that's why he didn't want me
seeing them and getting really terrified. And every time I asked him, you
know, well why are you leaving that part of the deer out there,
Granddad? And he said, I'm just leaving it for my buddy out there
in the woods. That's all he'd ever say. And you know, went
on like that for a couple of years. And remember when I was sixteen,
sixteen or seventeen, we're having a real rough winner and grandparents didn't have
a lot of meat in the freezer, and they were real low on money,
and my mother and father, of course, you know, they offered
to help, and you know, my grandparents, being prideful as they are,
they said no, thank you. And I'd gone out that weekend to
spend with them, because this was in late October early November, but it
was already starting to snow real hard, and my Grandda had gone out several
times trying to find a deer, and I'd gone out with something and we
had no luck, and meat was getting low in the freezer, and of
course, you know, we still have vegetables and whatnot. We're going to
stock to death. But the next morning we go outside to just look around,
and we get walk outside and look right to the porch and there's a
vague like fourteen point buck just laying there, freshly killed, next snaped and
everything. And my first reaction was to look to the woods, and sure
enough I see Samson and Delilah look at us and then turn around and walk
back into the woods. So they fed us that time, and there's a
lot of things that they've given us after we've gifted then things, and looking
back on some of the things that they've gifted us, I remember it was
probably spring, because Samson is in his family. They would leave probably like
mid December. It wouldn't come back till late March early April. We had
no idea where they went. I later learned that, of course sasquatch and
migratory line nature and they move around. But I always wondered why they left,
because about I don't know, three quarters of a mile behind the house,
there was a little cave system, and I later learned that that's where
they lived. But I didn't understand why they didn't just stay there, you
know, because there was a stream running in front of the cave and cave
system and everything. It wasn't like a big system, you know. It
was just a deep hole in the side of these rocks, you know,
and you know, it looked pretty cozy in there at some points, you
know. And surprisingly enough, they can create fire, because I had gone
in there one day after they had already you know, left the area,
and there was old burnt logs. I didn't know what they were starting to
fire with, but I knew they could start fires. But going back to
where I was late March early April, did come back, and my grandmama
had left some veggies out for him like she always did, and some deer
jerky and I go out the next morning and the basket's empty, except inside
the basket is this chunk of gold ore and I'm thinking it's iron pyrite,
you know what people call fools gold. But it still had a yellowish tent
to it, and it was, you know, kind of chunky and looked
like rocks and gold mixed together. But I took this big chunk to my
granddad and his eyes got huge, and he's like, where did you get
this? I said, well, one of them left it for me.
I think it was Samson, and he had a little steel shop out in
his garage at this point, and he was able to melt it all the
way down and got about eight pounds of gold out of this chunk that they
left us, you know, and they'd leave us crystals, and they'd left
anthysts before and different kinds of gifts. And it's the strangest thing. And
I never knew where he found it and believed me. I looked all over
my granddad's land, and that's when I'm thinking they had got it somewhere else,
you know, another state. Maybe they went to Arkansas or some other
place like that to migrate, and that's you know, they came back,
you know, to Oklahoma, when they're done, and that's where they got
it, but I'll never know. So my granddad was able to melt that
down and he put it in a safety depositive box for me and still got
it to this day. And it's crazy think about that and all the experiences
I've had growing up with them, And it all came to a head when
I was about seventeen. I just joined the Marine Corps the layed entry program,
so I hadn't gone to I didn't graduate high school yet, so I
hadn't gone to boot camp yet. And this part's a little dark, but
we're out the area where my granddad lived. He had his land, and
of course, you know, the closest neighbors were a mile two miles down
the road, but people around the area kept reporting that their livestock had been
getting killed, chickens killed, taking one of the old boys down the road,
gotten two calves taken and killed. It all came to the head when
my granddad goes out and he finds one of our calves is dead with some
of its guts eating out, and several chickens missing, and he's thinking this
can't be Samson Delilah because they've never taken livestock from us, like we've given
them eggs and whatnot, but they never steal them. And my granddad and
I we sit out on the porch one night, It's probably about six o'clock
and the sun was just going down, and we both had our rifles.
He had his win three hundred wind mag and I had my thirty thirty and
we were thinking maybe wolves did it. I don't know, but we hear
what sounds like a bulldozer, several bulldozers going through the woods, you know,
screaming, hooting, allaring, making all kinds of racket. And we
look into the woods, you know, and the lights starting to fade,
and we can see Samson chasing after these two other sasquatch that we did not
know. And these ones were black haired sasquatch, and they're a little bit
smaller than he was, but not by much. And you know, a
lot of people will say, oh, you're you're lying about this, but
you know, hand to God, what happened next. I will always remember
these two were running towards our house, you know, they had now going
back. You know, a few nights in the past we'd hear, you
know, something smacking on the side of our house, you know, driving
my grandparents crazy. And they all came to the head when we started losing
livestock and sitting down on the porch. And that's when we've seen Samson chasing
these two towards the house. He stops with the tree line while these two
are bailing towards the house. And the looks on these things faces is just
pure rage and hatred. They see me and my granddad and zero and honest,
and they're running full tilt at us. And before I can even say
anything, my granddad takes name fires, pulls his bolt back and shoots again.
And I look down and I these two sasquatch that we're running full choke
at us. They hit the ground and slid a few feet, and I'm
thinking to myself, Granda, you know you just shot those two. What
are we gonna do? You know, are we gonna tell anybody? And
his first responses do not tell a soul. And I'll go back to that
here a little bit. But we left them there in the yard because we
thought Samson or Delilah would carry them off, because we didn't know what they
did with them. And we go to bed and the next morning we get
up and they're still out in the yard, and uh my Granda's neighbor had
called asking what the shooting was, you know, the night before, and
he told him some crazy story about you know, having to shoot coyotes or
whatnot. And so anyways, he gets up and he says, you know,
we got to go bury those things. We can never tell anybody about
it, and I'll tell you why later. So we get up and he
gets his tractor, goes out about I don't know a thousand yards behind the
house and its little clearing digs an eight foot deep hole, and I noticed
Samson and Delilah and Copper and Paddy, Penelope and Penny are all watching us.
You know, by this time, Copper and the other younger female Sasquatch
they're all about six feets off at this point, so they're getting bigger,
and they're watching my granddad dig this hole. And when he gets done,
he goes to put a chain around the next closest one's leg, and before
he can even do that, Samson and Delilah walk over as comm as can
be. They both grab one of the rogue sasquatch and just push them into
the hole. Looked at my granddad grunted like kind of nodded their head,
like, go ahead and bury them, And they stepped back into the tree
line and they watched as my granddad filled that hole in. And thinking back
on it, now, that's why I have a solid belief that the reason
people don't find bones of these creatures is that they do bury their dead.
That's the only logical conclusion I can come up with, because these creatures do
exist, and some of them are docile while others are straight up monsters.
And going back to the reason why he had told me we can never tell
anybody was when I was about fifteen sixteen years old, my grandmama had gotten
a really nice, expensive Nikon camera and back then wasn't digital or nothing like
that. You actually had a roll of film that you had to take into
the photo center and get them printed out and everything. And she had gotten
several clear pictures with Samson, Delilah and the younger ones, I mean super
clear pictures right up close, and she'd gotten several of them, especially why
they're eating from their little basket. Well, my granddad had told her,
you know, I don't know how you're gonna develop those because she had two
roles of film, and she's like, Oh, it's gonna be fine.
I've got a friend at the photo center, you know, I'll just tell
her it's a prank. Well, she goes and talks to her friend and
drops off the film and they and she assumes that they're going to you know,
process the pictures and then call her whenever they're ready. And about two
days later, she hadn't received a call. So she goes up there and
the people tell her that the pictures didn't come out at all. We don't
know what happened, and they're acting real suspect about this, and she knows
they're lions. Something's up. Thing really she can do about it. So
she goes back to the house tells my granddad and he's like, well,
you know, I don't know what to tell you. Well, I was
outside at the time, just shooting my twenty two at a target and we
had a real long gravel driveway that the driveway went through the trees and then
the house was probably, i don't know, a good quarter mile or from
the highway. Well, I'm out in the front shooting and I see this
black STUV pulled down the drive and my first thought is what is going on
here? I don't know this. STUV pulls down the drive and parks and
outsteps four men in They looked like, honestly men in black. They're all
white. They all have black suits on with white shirts, black shoes.
They all have sunglasses on, and they're in a really nice black escalade.
I remember that they come up to me and they ask about my granddad and
my grandma. They they asked their names and they said they live here.
I said yes, And my granddad comes out and he walks up to me
and said, oh, you know what, how can I help you?
And these guys are saying, sir, can you go inside and speak?
This is really important? Please leave your grandson outside. It's okay. Well
he's kind of shaken at this point. They let some in and they're in
there for a good hour and I'm standing by the door trying to listen to
what they're saying, but they're just being a real hush hush, And about
an hour later they come out. They look at me, look at my
granddad and my grandma. They all get in the truck and just leave.
And my grandparents are real shaken up at this point, like they're just they're
being real strange. They refused to tell me what had been said. The
only thing my granddad ever told me was, you can never tell anybody about
Samson and his family. Nobody will believe you anyways, but it's just best
that way we keep them safe. He didn't tell me anything else of that
conversation other than that. It wasn't until my granddad was on his deathbed several
years ago that I finally got out some of what the guy had said.
And they were basically threatened my grandparents with not just legal action, but they're
threatening not just them but me. My parents. They didn't know who these
men were as far as they knew they were, you know, they worked
for some obscure department of the parks or something. I don't know. I
honestly don't. But that's why I know for a fact that the government knows
these creatures exist. But I also believe that they've been slowly eradicating them for
the last sixty years because, like I said before, some of these creatures
they are docile and can be gentle, especially if you belong to the land
like my grandparents did and I now. And people go and trespass, not
really trespass, but you go into a land you're unfamiliar with, you're stepping
into their territory. You know, it's understandable that they get territorial But like
I said, some of them are docile while others are straight monsters. I've
read several facts how there's nearly five thousand people go missing every year in national
parks, and a lot of them are never heard from again. And there's
a lot of strange stories about, especially little kids talking about bear man took
me and then let me go, or some strange things like that. But
back to my granddad, you know, he had told me that they basically
threatened the family to never speak of it, don't try to take pictures again,
don't try to spread knowledge about these things, especially, don't tell them
about the ones on your land. And he said they did ask about the
ones that my grandma had gotten pictures of, and my granddad said, well,
he lied to him and said, well, they just they're transient.
They come in and go. We don't really see him that often. He
didn't tell them that they lived on our land, you know, eight nine
months out of the year. But they didn't seem to push it further.
Well, backtracking, I'll tell about another experience I had, and this was
when I was in the Marine Corps. Like I said, I joined the
Marine Corps when I was seventeen and I went to boot camp in San Diego.
And I turned eighteen and left for boot camp not even two weeks later.
Went to boot camp in San Diego. Then I went to Camp Penalton
to do my empty training. I was a machine gunner by trade. I
was my moss I three thirty one and after Sawai, I got stationed in
Hawaii. Well, we ended up going to Iraq. But before Iraq,
we go through this training course in the desert at twenty nine Palms called Maha
Viper. Other Marines and we'll know what I'm talking about. But it wasn't
until after my deployment to Iraq that I had my next sighting. Before we
went to Afghanistan, we go to Bridgeport, California, and it's Mountain Warfare
Training Center and we had been going through the training, going in difference areas,
and my buddy and I were on firewatch one night and we're not really
paying attention to what's going on like we should be, and we start hearing
these loud stomping sounds coming through the woods, and we look kind of about
two hundred yards in front of us. We see this big black shadow trying
but failing to hide behind this tree, and it looked like it was at
least ten feet tall. This thing was massive black hair. It looked long
and matted, but I could still see like this thing had been snowed on
some it looked like. But it stepped out in full view of us,
I mean right there, and we could see it, and it looked different
than the ones I saw here in Oklahoma. This one did have a conical
head, and this one had more of a protruding brow ridge that's that's kind
of looking for. And it had this weird underbite. It looked like it
had things, honestly, and I didn't know what to think. We're both
my buddy and I were here, both frozen saw at this point. We
don't know what to do, and it's just looking at us, kind of
swaying side the side and looking at us, and we're looking back at it,
and my buddy shinns it splash light in its space and that just set
it off. It smashed this tree, threw a branch at us and almost
hit him, and then it just took off into the woods again and we
never saw it. And that whole experience right there was just odd to me,
you know, especially how the way I grew up in the family that
I had been interacting with. And that's where I came to the conclusion that
some of them are do saw while others a straight monster. And I really
truly think that that one would have killed us if it had the chance.
But going back, well, not really going back, going forward. I
had gotten out of the Marine Corps in two thousand and eleven, and shortly
after wildfires had swept to the area. My grandmama had already passed and my
granddad was still alive, and the fires took out thousands of acres out there
and took out my granddad's house, all his land. It was just burnt
to a crisp. And never saw them again. It wasn't until years later
that I saw Copper again, and that was the only one. And this
was about two and a half years ago. My granddad had already passed,
you know, several years ago, and I was just out there driving.
My dad still lives out there and a home for you know, people that
are on disability apartments and whatnot. We lives in town, but I like
to drive around out there in the country, you know, just driving my
windows down. And it was probably about ten o'clock at night. The sun
was already down, and this was in August. It was a nice warm
night, and I'm driving down the highway and all of a sudden, my
tire blows out and I almost lose control. And I was able to gain
control of my truck and pull it to the side of the road and I
look up where I'm at, and sure enough, I can see the the
mile marker sign that was at the end of my grandparents drive because the land
had been cleared. I already sold that land when my granddad passed, but
I sold somebody else and they hadn't started building on the property yet, but
were looking at the mile marker sign. And I'm thinking to myself, I
wonder if they came back. I don't know, but I wasn't gonna make
any loud whoops or any of that in the woods, and I just started
changing my tire. Well, the strangest thing is I didn't I realized that
I didn't have my vehicle jack to jack the back end up. I didn't
really have anybody to call, and all of a sudden, it sounds like
something big is walking through the woods, and I was thinking to myself,
it can't be. But I started getting real nervous, so I pulled my
pistol out just to be safe, and I shined my light into the woods
and I looked into the woods at about I don't know, ten feet into
the woodline. I see eyes looking at me. They're green, not yellow
or black or anything. They're green. But I noticed his head just looking
into the woods looking at him. I noticed his head, and I noticed
his chest, and I see that tan stripe going down his shoulder up or
sorry, up from his belly to his shoulder. I already knew it was
Copper, and I said, Copper, is that you? And he popped
his head out real quick, sniffing at me. Nobody is on this highway
at this point, and he comes out real slowly. He's sniffed in the
air and looks at me, and it it's like a bell goes off in
his head and he realizes who it is. It's me, and he spiders
up to me real quick. You know, and that's something strange I didn't
mention before, is that sometimes they'll run on all fours and it's the creepiest
thing you'll ever see. But she had grabbed up to me real quick and
stood up. He didn't touch me or pushed me or anything like that,
but he crabbed up to me and then stood on his two feet. And
at this point I hadn't seen him in years, and he's towering over me.
I'm guessing nearly nine feet tall at this point, but I know it's
him. And he gets close to me, and he's stiff in my hair,
and he does that thing he did when he was a young and takes
the back of his hand and lightly taps my chest and kind of makes these
these noises from inside his chest. That's I still can't really imitate, but
it was to me, it felt like he was happy to see me,
you know, that's what he was given off. And I was thinking,
man, there's no way he could help me change a tire. He's a
you know, he's a sasquatch. Well, surprisingly enough, I was able
to kind of mimic what I wanted him to do. I was, for
real able to get him to lift up the back of my truck while I
changed that tire out real quick straight. The funniest thing is when I changed
that tire out, I got all the nuts on and as soon as he
dropped it, here comes the truck coming down the road and he's going way
too fast. He turns around, Copper does and then darts into the woods.
And about that time, this guy is starting to past me, but
he slams on his brakes and pulls that right behind me, and he gets
out of his truck. He's like, what was that? Did you see
that in the woods? What was that? The just ring of the woods?
And I was like, what are you talking about? Man, I
don't know what you're talking about. He's like, I just saw something big
and Harry run in the woods. You tell me you didn't see that.
I was like, no, I was changing my tire. I don't know
what you're talking about. He was getting visibly upset because he knew I know
he knew I knew what he saw. But Copper starts throwing rocks at him,
making me loud, not really loud, but these low like growling noises,
scaring the crap out of him. And he gets up and bolts out
of there, gets his truck and keels out of him without saying another word.
It was. It was just comical to me at that point. And
anyways, Copper comes out and we never was able to really talk to each
other, obviously because I can't speak English. They have their own language,
but him and I were able to work out hand gestures between each other,
and I was basically trying to tell him, you know, I misschie,
its good to see you, and I hope you're doing all right. I
didn't see any of his siblings or his parents with him, so I was
suspending. He was by himself at this point, and I said I had
to go, and I remembered I, like I said, I carried beef
Tricky with me everywhere I go. I always do. I went into my
and got this big old bag that I had been eating on and I just
gave him the whole bag and thank you, and I missed him, and
he kind of looked at me like he understood what I was saying. He
tapped my chest again with the back of his hand, grunted, took the
bag out of my hand, and then turned around, walked back in the
woods and vanished in the heartbeat, and that's the last time I saw him,
and I still think about that day and I drive out there sometimes,
especially in the night. I don't really go hunting out there anymore, but
I do go fishing sometimes. But I haven't seen him since, and I
don't know, you know, where they've been or where they went. But
I just hope they're this family at least, I hope they're still out there
and healthy and keeping themselves and keeping hidden, because you know, there are
a lot of people that their first instinct is that what they want to do
is, you know, shoot one just to get the proof. And I
could never have them even thinking about shooting one of these because you know,
I grew up with them, not like I grew up playing with them anything.
I grew up, you know, seeing them and feeding them and gifting
and whatnot. And I grew up around them. The only ones that I
ever thought about was those two my granddad shot when I was about sixteen,
and those were buried eight feet down, and believe me, I've thought about
it. I thought about going out there and digging them up and trying to
find it, you know, get the skeleton and trying to bring proof.
But it goes back to what my granddad told me after those men had had
left. I don't know. I just think that I honestly think the government
they know for a fact these creatures exist. There's no denying it, and
I think they want to keep the idea of him as mass formation, you
know, the idea that some people believe they exist while others, you know,
vehemently deny it because they've never seen one. But I don't know,
going back to it and thinking about digging those skeletons up, I just I
think it would be a bad idea. Plus, like I said, that
land isn't mind it anymore, so it's not like I can just go out
there and start digging a big hole. But you know, I don't know.
I don't know what to think at this point, or do. I
haven't seen him in years, and but believe me, like I said,
they do exist, and I will always warn people do not underestimate them.
They are dangerous creatures. They are massive and extremely strong, and they can
hurt you in an heartbeat. And like I've read, you know, like
I said, in the past, nearly five thousand people go missing every year
in national parks and missing without a trace, and nobody knows what happened to
them. And I just looked back in the times that I had with him,
and I I thank god I was able to see them and spend time
with them, And like I said, I hope they're doing well. The
idea of these creatures in their existence, I honestly don't know what they truly
are. All I can tell you is that they exist, and they're all
over the country and all over the world. You know, my great uncle,
he was a marine in Vietnam, and I remember him telling me of
the rock apes and Vietnam, and I heard other stories about these creatures.
And I also tell people one good, good story, not really a story,
but something I tell people to look up, and I mentioned this earlier
in my story, is to look up the Seer Sounds by Ron Moorehead.
And if you can listen to those and still think that they don't exist,
I don't know what to tell you, but like I said, they are
very real, and I do hope that if anybody has the running with them,
I hope it's peaceful. I tell people, if you go into the
woods, don't go whacking on trees, don't make loud whooping noises. Don't
do any of that because it just lets them know exactly where you are and
they'll stay away from you. You know, when I was a kid and
my granddad would go out in the woods and let those whoops out, that
he could do it because they knew our voices. But that's something he always
told me, is that don't do that anywhere else because you don't know what
else is in those woods that could come at you. And uh, I
missed my granddad every day, and I'm glad he was able to introduce me
into this, and I'm glad that I know they exist, and I hope
to see one again someday. So that's it. Thank you. Well,
that's it for tonight show. If you've had a big Foot siding and would
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bow and the pastoring melodies coov in the bomb man rose with the russe run
deep beyond the nose of the busy streets, with the songs of the south
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out had On Run from Banjung music. Yeah, the sound of a memory
brings me back to the bluegrass playing the madaddy Jack. It's become many been
through it, getting through the day on scrugs and skaggs, bucking name bales
to this Tennessee jams. There's no the way that I'd do it. And
I hear the plump porch picking down home rhythm bringing nat had Over run from
ben Jong music. Yeah, so I go backwards backwards and double tip fucking
to the sword and the strumming look and tuck staff. There's the end on
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tune needs the cars rushing by with the bastes on the stereos to man,
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music. Yeah, something going backwards backwards and double tum picking in the sword
and the strumbling looking tucky star because the anthem strumming down, count your boy
living warm, and I hit a bum boat picking down room rhythm, bringing
us bat on front from man something goo back wards backwards and double tipking and
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