A Bigfoot WILL Drink a Beer! - My Bigfoot Sighting Episode 89

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roots run deep beyond the noise of the busy streets, with the songs of
the south us. So then when I hear the prompt Bosch picking down home
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my Bigfoot Sighting dot com. My big Foot sightings have been ongoing for several
years now. Started about six years ago, living out in the country,
and I mean it's just beautiful. Couldn't imagine anything better. We had started
seeing some footprints on the back side of the property and would then also hear
some vocals a couple of nights a week. Got a little more progressive and
a little more progressive, and we then go down to a creek that's not
too far from where we live and we went to go fishing. My husband
and I went to go fishing one day and low and behold was a big
foot there. He was very large at the time. I would say he
was about twelve foot tall. It's the one that we called Daddy in our
family, and I mean he was just he is just massive. I mean
I feel if I was standing up next to him, I feel I would
be a dwarf. I'm five ft eight, so I mean I'm not super
short, but I feel like I would be a dwarf right next to him.
He just gave a look and was not any type of aggression at all,
not one bit. He had such a kind look in his eyes.
You just you feel safe when you saw him. And he was there a
few minutes and then turned around and walked away. And yeah, just the
size of him is, like I said, twelve foot tall. I would
probably say a good one and a half five foot shoulder to shoulder, massive
arms, but the kindest look in his eyes. And then day or so
later we had went back now there, did not see him, but saw
another one and it's one that we call Junior, And boy is he a
brankster. He at the time was about eight and a half nine foot tall
and hair dark brown, very very dark brown. Had the same kind eyes,
but had a smile on his face. I mean that an actual smile
on his face. And I see him quite often and in the years,
there's never been too many times that he hasn't had a smile on his face.
Only one that I can remember, But that day, it's he just
stood and just stared at me for what seemed like ten minutes. I was
sitting by the water and he just came out from behind a tree and just
started staring at me. He didn't say anything, he didn't make any vocalizations
at that time. He just stared and there was no menacing feeling, no
aggressive feeling, nothing like that. You can feel a care in him.
I mean, I know a lot of people out there always have really bad
experiences that they've had with the big Foot, but I must say I feel
blessed because I've never had a bad experience with the big Foot, and just
very thankful for that. Back to Junior, he just stood there and it
was like he was taking in myself and my husband was not too far away
from me. He was a little down the bank mint and I couldn't say
anything either, and just as quick as he stepped out, he stepped right
back in and I didn't see him anymore that day. Shortly after that,
though, there were vocalizations that were going on in the same direction that he
was at. Further down, you could hear someone responding to him, and
that went on for several minutes as well. That was one of many pretty
amazing days my husband and I we actually go down to the creek quite often.
We also started a gifting area for the family as well. This is
how we actually found out there was more of them and that there were little
ones as well. We also know there is Mama, she's Junior's mom,
and then there's also another one that is Trey. He is a little bit
bigger than Junior. There is also Sissy that is Junior's for lack of a
better word, wife, and they also have a baby name Archie. Mama
also has a set of twins that are about four years old now, and
that's little one in JJ And there is also another one her name is Mantiwa.
And those are only ones that my husband or I have physically seen,
so I didn't want to touch on one that we have several encounters. With
my first sighting of her, it's the one I called Sissy, and she
is not like any of the other ones at all. She is a lot
more human like the others aren't like most people describe them to be an ape
like face. None of them look like that. But she actually looks more
delicate, more of a very human nose, not the flat nose. She
doesn't have a large brow at all, blue green eyes, and her hair.
Her hair is caramel colored with blonde high lights. It's so long and
so beautiful, and it's silky looking. I mean, it looks like she
is stepped out at the best salon around. It is just absolutely gorgeous.
And I mean there is no comparison from her to the rest of them.
Her features are a whole lot more human than what you see, like than
even Patty, as everyone knows that's a very famous one. Of her features
are not as like the broader nose or the big brow line or nothing.
She's got like. Her cheeks are high like Indian, and her hair long
and caramel color with blonde eyelights, and her eyes are such a mesmerizing blue
with green you just can't take your eyes off of her. The first time
I saw her, she was just running in an open area and I really
wanted to run after her because I just wanted to talk to her, but
she was a whole lot faster than I was that day, and then did
not see her for a while. For a few days after that, my
husband had My husband actually has had an amazing experience with Sissy. He got
to have the privilege of watching her nurse her baby for over three minutes,
and that was an amazing experience he got to have. I was down the
bank a little further and I was actually having my own personal experience with Junior.
He was down there knocking on a tree, and he loves to throw
rocks into the water, not out of danger or anything like that or trying
to ward me off, just to literally let us know he's there. Just
about every time we go out there and we have an experience with any of
them, whether it be vocal or site, Junior always throws in a rock
within like five minutes of us being there. And the feeling I felt when
he was doing that was he was trying to show off. It's really the
feeling I got from him that day. We then went back home came out
several days later brought some gifts. We brought them a loaf of bread and
a jar of peanut butter, and sat there and listened for a while.
We could hear knocking in the distance, and you could hear grunts going on
for about about a good thirty minutes that day. We then came back a
couple of days after that to see if they had taken the gifts that we
had left, and they had not touched the peanut butter that time, but
they had taken the bread out of the bag and then twisted the bag back
up, left not even a crumb. There was no holes, no nothing
like that, and the bread tide was still on it, and it was
taken off. The bread was taken out, and then they twisted up the
bag and put it back down where only we could see it. So it
let us know it wasn't any type of possum or raccoon or any top of
the animal. It was someone that knew how to maneuver a bread dye for
one, and then left no holes and just took the bread back out and
then twisted it back up, so we knew that it had to have been
one of the members of the family that it came and got it, and
there were footprints that were there as well. The footprints were probably, oh
I was safe, or ten inches I believe they were, that were right
around there. The footprints were about twelve and a half inches long that were
around the area, So we knew it had to have been one of the
juveniles. It wasn't Daddy. It was either like Junior or Trey. So
I knew it was either Trey or Junior one of those. It wasn't like
Daddy because he's got much much bigger prints. So the next time we had
went out there, there wasn't a visual, but there was a lot of
vocals and when the ones in our family let out a haul or it goes
on for a very long time. When there's good news, that goes on
for a very very long time, almost a solid minute of them talking to
one another. And yes, all of them have different pitches that they have.
The females have a different pitch than the males. So I mean,
just like with humans, once you get to know them, you can tell
them apart from the sounds that they make. They'll say words, they also
will do other sounds. They can mimic just about anything that Junior has laughed
in my husband's own laugh at my husband a couple of times. I mean,
he's also laughed at my husband in my laugh. Before that time when
he thought it was me, I was actually probably forty yards away from him.
I actually couldn't hear him. If he was talking out loud, all
I could hear would be like almost a murmury. It wasn't You couldn't hear
the call. If he was having a conversation with themself or if I was
having a conversation with myself, he couldn't hear me. And he had done
something and you could hear what sounded like me laughing. It giggled twice,
or it laughed like me twice. And my husband had turned towards where I
was at and he says, did you just laugh at me? I said
nope. I said, why would I laugh at you? You didn't do
anything funny. He said, you're sure you did not just laugh at me?
I said positive. He goes, well, then Junior just laughed at
me, and he decided to use your laugh this time. And then there's
been times that he's used his own lap as well. But they love to
mimic any sounds. They can mimic dogs, they can mimic birds, they
can mimic just about anything. Coyotes I mean that when they can mimic very
well, because they use them when they go out to hunt for their food.
They also love too well. In our family, Junior loves to pull
pranks, a lot of pranks. There was one time in particular that he
had put one of our gift bags down in a little holler to make him
go down there and get it. He didn't put it where he normally puts
it at all. He put it down in the hallert so where my husband
would have to get it, and he felled. The float was quite deep
and he fell. The lap that he used was his own lap, and
it was loud. It echoed so far, and I knew it wasn't my
husband doing it because it wasn't coming from my husband's direction. I watched this
happen and it is Yeah, it wasn't my husband. It was Junior laughing
at my husband for falling trying to get this bread bag that he had left
down there. So that's one of many pranks that and your likes to do.
To watch my husband fall in the same hole a couple of times.
There has been a couple of other unusual experiences, not bad by any means.
There's been times that we have been down there just to sit and enjoy,
and they have actually came within probably thirty feet of us and just felt
nothing but peace and calm around it. There was nothing menace, thing,
nothing worrisome. I felt just as safe as if I was at my mom
and dad's house. I felt like nothing could get me. That night,
there was I want to say four of them that was around us. It
was Junior and Trey, and then I believe it was the twins, Little
One and JJ. They were within like I said twenty twenty five around us.
It was this was at dusky dark, by the way, I did
forget to mention that it was dusky dark while we were out there on this
occasion, and Junior, Trey, Little One, and JJ had just came
closer around us, And that was another time that Junior had laughed. My
husband and I were out there just drinking a beer when this happened, just
enjoying being out there, and my husband and I sometimes not argue but just
be ourselves around them. Really, how we are every day, and all
of a sudden, Junior started laughing because of the way we were going back
and forth at each other, and they had stayed around us probably oney minutes,
and then we told them we were about ready to have to go home,
and so they went back off to where they had went, and it
was just amazing. I mean, to feel so safe when you have four
bigfoot around you. There's not a lot of people that would probably even think
that same way. There are probably people out there that have never had an
ongoing relationship with the family that, yes, if that probably happened to them,
David probably passed out, But considering on the relationship that we had with
them, it was nothing but safety. I felt so at peace and so
at ease. It was amazing. And of a few nights after that,
we had went back out there and the toddlers, which is little one in
JJ were not that far from where we were at, and they were knocking
back and forth on trees, back and forth to each other and have no
clue what they were saying to each other. I wish I did. I
haven't figured that part out yet, neither is my husband. So but it
went on for thirty five forty minutes at least, and I mean just back
and forth. And it sounded like when the bigger ones would knock, it's
a more deep and echoing sound. But these are toddlers and at the time
they were only two years old when they had done this. And it sounds
like a very thin stick, not like a really flimsy stick, I guess,
like a just not a really fat branch, of medium sized branch,
I guess. And the sound is not far off the ground, and it's
just very light, little beats, and I mean they'll just go in their
own pattern, back and forth, and I mean it was just back and
forth. One would knock about five or six times, or two or three
times. It would just depend, and then across the way, about fifty
feet or so away from him, you would hear the other one answer back
and however many knocks that she was going to do, And I mean they
carried on an entire conversation and nothing but tree knocks. And that was the
only time we've ever had that happened. The experience was nothing but just tree
knocks, no vocalizations or anything like that for that long of a time.
It went on for about a good forty five minutes. And there were others
that also had knocked in between there as well that were not the little ones.
And they kept changing in area as they would knock too. It wouldn't
be in the same place both of them. They would move around and knock,
and moved to another little bit and knock, and then there would be
some from some of the bigger ones and not. And like I said,
the entire time, it was about forty five minutes of nothing but knocking.
And I mean, I wish I just knew what they were saying. It
wasn't a woodpecker. That's a fact. I've never heard a woodpecker that knocks
it about four foot off the ground like that, or one that sounds like
two by four is about to break a tree. So there's no way it
was woodpeckers or anything like that. A few days after that, we had
went back to check on the gift and they had actually eight the peanut butter
that time. When we had went back, they had literally licked it clean
and put the lid back on it and left it there for us to take
back. The jar. That day we had several vocalizations and there was also
Archie and Junior that were behind a tree across the water from us, and
Junior had Archie on his shoulders for a piggy background. That's exactly what it
looked like. He stepped out from behind the tree and just kept turning around
where Archie could see us, and I mean, Junior had moved one way,
and Archie peeked his head up over his shoulder to look at us,
and it just stared. And he has got eyes like his mama. That's
the only thing he's got like his mama is her eyes. They are a
blue with a little bit of green in it. And he just stared and
had a cute smile on his face. He had the cutest smile it.
I mean, it just looked like he was full of joy being able to
see us. I mean, his daddy brought him up to where he could
see us. And for us, that was amazing, because that's a lot
of trust that a family must have in you to bring their infants up to
meet you and to see you and to play peekaboo with you. It was
such an amazing experience. That's another one of the ones that I treasure a
whole lot. Because he would pop his little head up over his daddy's shoulder
and just look and he would stare and then he would kind of move his
head back behind his daddy said a little bit, and he would pop it
back, and it was just the cutest thing. And when I say infant
Archie the baby he was maybe six months old and two and a half to
almost three foot tall. So when I say little in six months, a
lot of people think of their baby is not quite you know, that long.
But at about six months old, he was about between two and a
half to three foot tall. And when he would look around his daddy,
he was so tiny compared to his daddy. On playing peekaboo, so compared
to his daddy, he was very small. His hands, I can remember
you could see him grabbing onto his dad's arms. The size comparison is about
as equivalent as a regular six month old child to their grown dads are very
small in comparison to his daddy's arm. It looked very infantile compared to the
size of his daddy's arm. But the cutest thing of it is he would
just keep popping his head out and then smile, and then he would just
keep popping his head out, going back and would just smile. That went
on for almost ten minutes before he went back and behind the tree to take
him back. To be able to just see a baby one is a very
rare thing. It takes so much trust in a family to allow them to
want to bring their children out to be able to see you. And I
actually couldn't imagine my life now without having had gotten too to be able to
see one so small, because everybody just kind of thinks of a juvenola of
one that's probably six five six seven foot tall versus like our biggest is now
fourteen foot doll, so to see when that's just two and a half to
three foot doll, and it's such innocence, It was so much innocence in
his face, And that one was one of my very favorite encounters that we've
had. Several days after that, we had went back out there just to
be able to see if we could see any of the family, and there
was across the way, but it was dusky dark and couldn't actually see which
one it was because we can't tell them apart. They don't all look like
carbon copy of any of them, none of them. The only two that
do look alike are the twins. All of them have a different look about
them. The hair is different, the personalities are completely different. So I
mean, there's definitely a way to know which one that we see. Did
not know who it was because it was so dark, but you could hear
the branches breaking and rustling and giggling. I'm not sure, like I said,
on who it was, but it was giggling, and it was very
childlike and kept going like running from one side to another about one or thirty
feet. You could hear the little footsteps running back and forth and just giggling.
So this next experience that I have is one that every time I even
think about it, it makes me laugh. We had left a day before
a gift of beer. We had went out there and forgot a loaf of
bread, so we left a beer. When we went back the next day,
it was still there. And my husband had actually told Junior that he
was going to take it with him, and he reached down to grab the
beer, and very loudly, about fifteen feet away, Junior had told him
no, just like that, and very sternly, my husband stood back up
for a second looked in that direction. And the relationship that my husband and
Junior have with each other is filled with so much sarcasm, and yes,
my husband really told him, can I not take my beer back? And
he again said nope. My husband then decided that okay, that was a
little too stern and took off walking very quickly back down the bank where we
came from, and decided to let him cool off right there and keep the
beer. Two days later, we had went back out there and the beer
had been drank, and the beer can set right back where they put all
the rest of the any type of trash or anything like that, so it's
left that they have. They will put it in the exact same except for
the one time that he wanted to have my husband fall and the beer can
was right there opened, not like with a whole in it. It was
opened as if you or me would open up the beer. So it's been
interesting to know that, yep, a big foot will drink a beer.
By the way, it's definitely an interesting eperienced on multiple gifts that we've given
him, but that by far has been one of my favorite ones that we
have given them, without a doubt because of the funny way that Junior told
him no, not once, but twice, and how my husband just decides
to have his sarcastic remark right back to him. I mean, it's the
relationship that they have with each other without a doubt. And these are only
just a few of mine and my husband's big foot experiences. Thank you so
much for taking the time out to listen to me tonight. I hope you
enjoyed hearing about this and look forward to it again. Well that's it for
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Thanks for listening. Have a great night seeing a bunch of run down new
horse towns where the Church of the back Bone loos and the bow and the
fasting melodies couv in the Bombman Rose, where the roots run deep beyond the
noise of the busy streets with the songs of the South or South and I
hate the prom poach picking down home rhythm and night. I don't run from
banjo music. Yeah, the sound of a memory brings me back to the
blue grass playing to my daddy Jack. Let's become then it been through it.
I can't through the day on scrubs and Skaggs booking name bills to this
Tennessee jams. There's no other way that I do it. And I hit
the bum boat, picking down on rhythm, ringing night. I don't run
from banjo music. Yeah some My going back was back with a double time
picking in the thought and the strumming looking staff of the end of strumming out
cut you by living head and I hit a buicking down rhythm ringing nuts.
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the dune is the cars rushing by with the beasts on the stereos man,
and I hit the fund bush, picking down on to the ringing downs.
I don't run from imagine music, yeah something going backwards backwards and double time
picking in the sold and the strumming looking tucky stars of the ndem strumming down
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downs. I don't run some. My CALLI back back was the double time
being in the soul and the drumming hooky took his stars of the hands drumming
down country by living and I hit the bum botswaking down roll the bright chicken
boards, Wing Monaster, Sweet Tea and the sound