Share your experience..or that of someone close to you!

Please describe your experience, be it by sight, sound, or smell to the other forum members. Sharing our encounters is positive for all involved. We have great membership here, and all are anxious to hear about what happened to you! Feel free to relate an experience of a friend or family member that you believe.

I would like those of us who share in experiencing Sasquatch to have a venue to describe what happened, and how it changed us.

Thanks for your participation!

I had a detail to guard the AHA (Ammo Holding Area) while I was stationed at Ft.Lewis, Washington.

At about 0200 (2am) Me and the other guard started hearing a strange noise. A high pitched "Woooo Woooo!" over and over again. At first it was distant. But then it was really close. So close that it sounded like it was in the fenced off parameter so I had to rove around it to make sure.

I remember that at first I thought it was some sort of owl, then I didn't then I did again, then I didn't.. "Bigfoot" never entered my mind. in between the "wooo wooo's" every now and then there was a screeching "Eeeeeee" type noise.

As I approached the back fence, the sound stopped for a moment and I heard foot steps crunching along the brush just on the other side of the fence. On al four corners of the fenced off parameter there were huge floodlights facing inward to illuminate the parameter so though whatever this was, was really close to me, I could not see it.

I then said "Halt who goes there!" thinking at the time it was my Platoon Sgt testing us. At this point the foot steps stopped. then this loud "WOOOO!!!" came billowing out and I nearly crapped my pants. and the footfalls continued as if it were pacing back and fourth from one end of the fence line to the other while continuing the "Wooo wooo" crap.

At this point the other solder was there beside me and I said "Thats an owl right?" in which he said "I'm heading back to the guard shack."

The sounds then began to fade off into the distance.

Later I heard an Audio clip of a supposed sasquatch and realized that this was the same thing I heard. (Puyallup Screamer)

The part about the fellow soldier cracked me up. "I'm going back to the guard shack!" .....sidesplitter

Excellent account, thanks for sharing..

Question..

How deep was the Woo...Woo? Was it high pitched or low? How far was the sound coming from? Were the footfalls widely spaced or close together? Did you get any feelings while the incident took place?

VERY High pitched. But the sheirks.. the "Eeeeeee" started out low and went hight

I was in a tripod stand in the Sulphur Bottoms 2 years ago in July. There was proliferation of coyotes on our land, probably due to the bumper crop of rabbits over the 3 years prior. The coyotes are losing their fear of man in this area, because nobody hunts them anymore.

The previous winter, after shooting/skinning a rabbit and squirrel, I began cooking up my rabbit dinner, as the squirrel hung from a nearby tree branch. I was doing a little solo weekend camp, and hunt. My campsite was backed up to a small body of water(pond), directly behind me was a knoll that I placed a deadwood bench seat on, and the slope fell away quickly to the water at a 70 degree angle.

As I was eating my rabbit, coyotes began approaching in circles, and great numbers (at least 10-20), in an attempt to see what I was doing. I'm sure they also smelled my harvest, and were attempting a snatch and grab. I'm not exaggerating one bit when I tell you all these coyotes were coming within 10ft of my fire itself yapping, calling and jumping. Bar none, the strangest behavior I've ever seen from coyotes. I loaded my .308, and I hear something sneaking up behind, scratching it's way slowly up that slope from the pond, but very quiet and deliberate. I spun around and one of these coyotes was crouched on that damn slope eyeballing me and trying to get a look at the goings on. This was 6-8 ft from the fire mind you, and 3ft. from my deadwood bench, and ass! INCREDIBLE! I've never seen coyotes that fearless, and after more circling and yapping, and the sneaker, I'd had enough. I fired 3 rounds in the safest direction, and at ground level, and the activity stopped. They dispersed.

Sorry for the long winded example, but it was important for the safety of all who frequented our property to eradicate some of these coyotes who had grown increasingly bold, and were overpopulating themselves. I don't just indiscriminately kill predators and have a profound respect for animal life in general, especially predators. Their population was beginning to be harmful to their well being. Many appeared quite gaunt, and hungry. The year prior a pack had attempted to chase my brother and I off a deer we'd just taken and were in the process of dressing out. That's just too bold, and dangerous, especially for our children that we often bring out with us.

As I sat in this tripod, 2 years after the fireside experience, I was blowing what's called a 'Screaming Rabbit.' It's a handheld call that you blow into, and it mimics the sound of a rabbit in it's final moments in the jaws of a predator. It's very effective typically, and I expected to take several coyotes that evening. After no results following periodic call bursts every 15 mins or so, I was ready to pack it in at the end of an hour. That's when I heard the first vocalization.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo....very siren like..

It came from behind the tripod, and a good distance(roughly 1/2 mile)back in the thicket. A thicket in these bottoms, is an area that's virtually impenetrable, without a machete. The vines and undergrowth are briar infested and filled with thorns. In this thicket there was almost zero light penetration, and there was no hope of me seeing into it.

As I was turning over in my mind what could have made the call, I tried to convince myself it was Avian, and began to climb down from the stand. On the second step from the top, a call much like the first Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......, but deeper, came loud and clear from the oak forest to my left. The best I can describe it, would be to say it sounded like a monstrous hoot owl, but with far greater volume, and depth, and rasp. It was most assuredly not a coyote, wolf, cat, hog, or any other animal I'd ever heard out there. I've been on that land since I was 5 years old.

To make a long story short, the calls began interacting repeatedly, and heading directly toward my location. They marco - polo'd or exchanged every 30 seconds or so for the next 3-5 minutes until they both seemed to intersect approximately 25 yards behind the tripod stand at the very edge of the swamp thicket. At this point, I was very concerned, and was not sure exactly the best course of action to take. I was miles from my truck, and alone, although armed. I can tell you right now, that .308 gave me absolutely no peace of mind, and as limbs and brush began snapping and popping from just inside that thicket, I started a quick walk, and then a dead sprint out of the area, and to the trail out.

I finally made it to the trail, and then slowed to a walk, listening intently. At that moment, and in an instant, the strangest feeling I've ever had came over me. It was a sense of doom, dread, beyond all I'd ever experienced in my life. It was as if time itself had sort of stopped, and I could literally hear every heartbeat, and every breath, my legs felt like jello, and I could barely feel my arms which now held my rifle that suddenly weighed a ton! I felt frozen by fear, I could feel eyes on me, Predator Eyes, and felt I was being stalked. The skeptical will attribute this to my mind, but I will tell you that I've been in some terrifying moments in my lifetime, multiple life/death in the balance scenarios, and I've never felt the feeling I did on that day.

I must say I heard nothing, no parallel footsteps, no more snapping and popping of limbs. The way I felt though, was overpowered. The closer I got to the gate leading out to my truck, the less intense the feeling became, but for about 5-7 mins as I tried to jog, but half walked/stumbled, there was no sound whatsoever. My surroundings were tabernacle quiet, and night wrapping itself around me.

When my strength returned, I high tailed it out of there, and jumped into my truck, forcing the key into the ignition before my butt could hit the seat. It started and I screeched out of there like my hair was on fire. I have only been back there once since that day, and I would only go with my brother then. I'm not fearful of what's there, but I would say I'm more cautious in this area specifically. I love the land, and grew up fishing, gigging frogs, and hunting the backwoods, thickets, and swamps there. It's very humbling for me to say I can't go back alone. I solo hike in the wilderness of Colorado, and other mountainous areas of the U.S. It's more that feeling, experiencing that feeling of dread again that scares me.

I must say in reflecting back on this experience, I think I was viewed as competition or something. I may have violated some code for them, because I was good on that "screaming rabbit". I might have given the impression of an easy meal for what I believe were two Sasquatches intent on escorting me off their territory. I know for a fact the powerful way they ripped through that thicket, they could have overtaken and killed me with absolute ease. For whatever reason, they did not. This experience was life changing for me, and changed my perception of Bigfoot in general. After dealing with the trauma of that experience for some time, I was able to absorb and reason out that had they desired to hurt or kill me, they could and would have. This area is one of the most prolific in all of Texas for sightings and reports of Sasquatch encounters. The reports go all the way back the 1800s, and this is very near where the report of the Sasquatch taking a full grown pig from it's pen, 300+lbs_. It's also not far at all, maybe 7 miles from the BFRO report detailing the stalk and kill of a wild bore, by a Sasquatch in full view of a bowhunter in Sulphur Bottoms.

See, this will sound funny, but I have no problem in camping alone up here around Mount St.Helens. Even though there are bears and cougars (and we still get wolf reports even though there aren't supposed to be wolves here anymore.)

But Texas freaks me out!!! aside from the coyote, you have coy-dogs (Possibly what you encountered dog-coyote hybrids with no fear of humans) The hogs, and cougars. But it's the snakes. lol That Blog article stated how "Texas has the most species of snakes, but most are non-venomous". But what it neglected to say was Texas has ALL the venomous species lol. Coral, Western Diamondback, Eastern Diamondback, horned sidewinder, copperhead, water-moccasin, Timber Rattler.

But the Bigfoot reports! It seems that Texas may have four types depending on location and most seem aggressive as opposed to what we have up here in Washington.

Most of the reports where people claim they are harassed come out of Texas, Arkansas, Louisiana, and Mississippi. The things up here seem to be nomadic where the things in the South seem to be territorial. The Pine belt area of east Texas have reports of short-stout long haired creatures with rounded heads. The Hill country reports seem to have coned heads but tall lanky bodies. North Texas reports seem to be marked hominids and many of the Bayou area reports seem to average around 4ft tall with fangs (Possibly true apes). Though I understand many of these reports are likely fabricated, the key factor in most of them is "Aggression". I would much rather run into the giants up here than those mean little bastards down there lol.

Any experiences forum members have had are welcome here. Please don't hesitate to post what you've seen, heard, or smelled.

Has anyone had rocks thrown at them? Heard any odd vocalization, grunts, whistles, or growls? Seen any bears walking/running around through the forest? haha

Please don't be scared to cut loose here! By all means, spill your beans!

Bigfoot is not my 1st love in life, digital art is. Yeah, BI analysis and database dev pays the bills, but art is my passion. I founded an arts community a few years ago. 90% of the threads are public, 10% are not. Those include a category where folk can introduce themselves and talk about stuff in their lives. It also includes sections where folk can share stuff they don't want accessible to Earth.

This is a public thread on a public forum. Our posts can be Googled. Given that sightings is still a sensitive matter to a lot of folk, maybe it might be a good idea to make this a private thread. We have to sign in anyway to post here. So when you sign in, the thread - or perhaps even a section where folk can share their pics, sounds etc - would also become visible, but not be visible to any Earthling or web bot. I know it can be done - I started with a phpBB forum before moving to a different app. And it give extra incentive to join the Forum.

It is not censorship - having access to private information is not a right. To see many Facebook pages you have to be a member AND sign in. So this is not an uncommon practice with online communities.

Just a suggestion... which I'm sure some will hate. But others might appreciate.
going back to my lurking corner now...

I had two interactions with what I think was at least one bigfoot three weeks ago in the dark forest around Coburg, Oregon. On August 19th, I was in my minivan waiting to pick up my kid from camp and just enjoying the warm clear summer night, star gazing with my binoculars. I heard whistling in the woods and on a whim, I whistled back. Whatever it was whistled back and forth with me for a hour from 9:15 to 10:15pm (and moved much, much closer), and on August 22nd (same time in the night), I whistled AND knocked with them for another hour (to make sure it wasn't a bird mimicking me whistling, which I was pretty sure it wasn't, but just to test). This experienced really kinda changed my life in some ways, certainly my thoughts and beliefs.

It was not some homeless dude in the forest, or counselors trying to scare kids, as friends have suggested. It was REALLY dark and the forest is full of blackberry brambles and trees/bushes/ground cover as only the Oregon forest can be. No one was out there that shouldn't have been, I am certain.

Third, a week later, I saw something out of the corner of my eye within 1/2 mile of the knocking/whistling site.

Fourth, I found a potential "nest/shelter" this past weekend at Cottage Grove Lake - can't think of what else it might be.

The researchers I've been talking to think I've found a parent and juvenile. I want to learn more and build a relationship, and eventually get a picture or video that will prove their existence so as to be able to legally protect their lives and habitat.

We'll see!

NobleSavage, I know exactly what you mean about that fear.

I've done alot of camping and done fairly stupid things - like camping in my truck on old logging roads in the Sierra Nevada or in Yosemite, and running into bears trying to get into cars in the parking lot at 4am while on a sunrise walk.

I should not have been utterly completely terrified as I was at one point, sitting IN my van IN a parking lot with 300 people within 500 yards. I was scared to the point of slamming the door shut, locking the doors, rolling up the windows and getting down on the floor so I couldn't be seen. And yet, the fear went away as inexplicably as it came on, and I unlocked the door, sat again on the floor of my van and continued knocking for another 15 minutes.

It was definately the feeling of being the PREY in the sights of a major predator. It was an unreasonable fear, but it was not constant, which is so very weird. As a human being, I am used to being, mostly, as the top of the food chain I guess. Even bears can be scared away or avoided, and running into five bears at 4am in the dark Yosemite valley parking lot was much less scary - especially considering that I never SAW anything the first two times. And when I DID see something out of the corner of my eye, that was NOT particularly scary - in fact, I stood there 50 feet away and whistled at it for 15 minutes before having to leave for my next appointment.

Noble your story had me on the edge of my seat. I bet you tell awesome campfire stories.
As i read the above post, the most compelling word I see reiterated is- fear. This has brought up that unshakeable memory of that feeling of fear. Papa, Mama and (2) bear cubs were camping in the deep forest of Nor-cal. We were in a 5th wheel trailer. It was 2 a.m. dark night- no visible moon and remember it being eerily quiet. I got woken up or should i say smacked on my arm, which shock my head rather violently. It was Mama Bear, she stated in a controlled yell/whisper, that there’s something outside. The days were hot and all the windows and blinds were open. Mama stated she had been woken by the sounds of padded footsteps coming from behind the trailer. Mama stated she could hear them coming around the forested hill. As it got closer is when she woke Papa up. When the footsteps began getting to close for comfort, Mama sat up in bed. That’s when the footsteps ceased by the rear of the trailer. Mama was on high alert and said its coming around the trailer by the front door. As Papa sat up it was eerily quiet, then out of the blue…..”something” steps on the ajar door step. It sounded/felt like one fluid-motion and sounded heavy the step made a loud creaky-sound. This one fluid-motion (not jumping up and down) caused the whole trailer to shake violently for a few seconds. By this time as Mama and Papa talked later, we were both overcome with extreme, primal, almost cowering fear. The hairs on Papa’s back were erect. I felt paralyzed with fear. We waited for something else to happen, but it never did. It became just quiet. We laid in fear for about 30 mins. Then almost like a vail had been lifted, the sweat began trickling down Papa's forehead and everything was normal again. It was the strangest experiences I’ve ever had. And we did have our- at the time young, feisty, bark at anything jack-russell, she never made a sound. She stayed under the couch the whole time.

* The story expressed is strictly for the Bigfoot Evidence Forum. This story is not to be used outside the context of this post.

Wow thank you Papa,
I have had a similar thing happen in my own house in my own dead in street.
Here is the thing we are close to the center of our town but it is heavily wooded in our area.
We have an old reminiscent of a town in the woods Not Dudley town.
I have had Family of Deer , wild turkeys and 1 Black Bear travel in the town wood plot right by my house and travel down across the street to the neighbors yard and into the woods. I have had Owls perch in my tree right out side my window. Freaked me out one Halloween.
So yes even as close as I am to the town we have a lot of animal activity.

So i was in my Bed room asleep when I woke up.
I heard heavy foot steps walking in my yard. I sat their frozen to scared to move. I wanted to look out but just couldn't.
I can tell that it wasn't a bear or dear cause it didn't sound the same. It was like someone was walking on the top part of my yard I have a hilly yard.
I looked at the time and It was like 3:00 AM. The kids in the neighbor hood were all to young to be up at that night.
Yes it could have been someone else in my yard but the night was almost dead silent.
Then as you described the feeling just stopped.
At the time i didn't think of getting up in the morning looking for tracks. But I do see Deer and other animal tracks in my yard all the time.

Hey this is exactly what I'm talking about, fantastic testimony from membership, all of you!

It's very helpful to be able to talk to others without ridicule regarding what's happened to us....thanks so much!

I will elaborate further now, on a snippet I included in my previous experience above.

First I should say that because of multiple experiences, not only by myself, but others'(including the landowners' property bounding both sides of our 160 acres in the Sulphur River Bottoms), I'm of the opinion that this area is permanently inhabited by a substantial group of Sasquatches.

Our family land, and the others I mentioned bounding it, are all surrounded by a state protected wildlife management protection zone. It's illegal to hunt or trespass on that land, and it comprises approximately 14,600 acres. Trespassers often are shot at, or confronted at gunpoint, and the swampy woodlands, and forests are so thick/dense it's highly it is very seldom occupied by any humans, including game wardens, park rangers, or really anyone....too inhospitable. Some areas are actually impossible without a bulldozer or heavy equipment to access at all. Because of this, wildlife is so abundant I can't even describe it to you guys. There are rumors of black panthers and as Zeith said there is a substantial coy dog population in this area, and could account for some of the fearless coyote behavior many have reported and witnessed.

Here are a few recent reports from a quick google search...for this part of Texas..


http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=8547
http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=7669
http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?ID=7568&PrinterFriendly=True
http://texasbigfoot.com/index.php/news/news/140-the-great-ape-behavioral-parallel


I eluded to a strange coyote experience the year prior to the incident I shared.

I will continue this later as family circumstances yield not further time just now....please keep adding experiences to this thread. We support and value testimony.

I'm heading out to the area of my last experience again tonight. I guess I've absorbed it to the point that I understand they mean me no harm.

I'm spotlighting coyotes so I'm really doubtful any interaction will take place. It's rare to begin with, but I've when spotlighting is going on, it's non-existent.

There is a cold front moving through my area, and wildlife will be quite active tonight. I'll take my Sony handheld with me just in case.

If I don't return to the forum by Sunday, send in the cavalry please!

Be safe!

Just last weekend, I was able to spend a few nights in the woods at a semi remote cabin with a few other people. Our (my) purpose wasn’t for Bigfooting, but I did spend some time every evening doing some investigating. This area isn’t a hot spot by any means, and it only has a few reported sightings over the past 30 years. The area has a lot of Black Bears and I suspect most of the sightings are just misidentification.

Anyway each evening as we would sit around the camp fire and discuss the day events and tell stories / lies about everything under the sun that we did in our younger days. I would causally walk off into the woods about 30-40 yards and do some wood knocking and calling. They asked me what I was doing and I told them I was trying to lure in a Bigfoot, this got a laugh and few comments but no real attention. I did this each night for about 30-40 minutes and as expected I had no return calls or knocks. On the 3rd night after completing my ritual calls and knocks, I went and sat back down next to the fire and exclaimed to the only two still up, that I guess Bigfoot just doesn’t live in these parts. Again there was some quick playful banter about my interest, and just as there was a break in our conversation / laughter a very distinct low growl came from the side / behind the cabin. We stared at each other for a second and then I stood up to get a better look in the direction it seemed to come from, the youngest guy there jumped up and started running for the front door of the cabin, while shouting at the top of his lungs that I had lured in a Bigfoot and it was attacking us! Now me and the other guy are laughing pretty hard at how scarred this guy was, and the fact that he was waking everyone up. Once we got our composer back, we walked around the cabin with his flashlight looking to see what it was, what we found was that we had forgotten to take in the big trash can that had our leftovers dumped in it. By this time everyone in the cabin was outside shinning lights in all directions, once we explained what happened to everyone, it was obvious to all of us except for the young guy that a black bear was looking for an easy meal and was trying to get us to leave the area so he could do so. We were pretty sure the young guy scarred the bear off with his antics long before we even made it around to look. Anyway we secured the can in the storage area and let the fire dye down and had no further encounters with anything that night. A couple of us checked the area the next morning for prints and came up with nothing more than deer prints and what was probably a small black bear print. (no large bipedal prints anywhere)

During breakfast needless to say, the young guy took a big ribbing over his less than manly behavior, and for waking everyone up for no reason. But no matter how we tried to convince him that it was just a black bear, he kept saying that it had to be a Bigfoot because I lured him in and a black bear wouldn’t come that close to a cabin with people and a fire around. No matter who or how we explained it to this guy that Black Bears do behave in such a manner, especially when they are accustomed to people occupying their space, he would not budge from the fact he knew it was a Bigfoot, and it was my fault he almost got attacked.

So if any new reports come out on any Bigfoot sites saying that there was sighting in North central Tennessee or South Central Kentucky with similar details, I can assure you it was not a Bigfoot, and it wasn’t my fault!

~LOL~

good story

That was funny! It's surprising how different people behave in forest settings.

Well my one great encounter, happened 3 yrs ago, last week in july on the southside of Mt ST Helens, it was a sun night i was parked off FS rd 83 right in front of the Mt, i was gonna mt bike the ape canyon trail the next day,it was almost 11pm, all people were gone from the area, and boom i hear WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP, from the thick forested hill right next to the trail, which was followed immediately by a howling in the distance the one Whooped again and the howled back then the one whooping whistled 2 sharp times and that ended there little conversation it lasted in all about 10secs, To me they were clearly locating each other starting their night. I was in awe , waiting about a half hr, nothing more, then i walked down close to where i heard the one whooping and it was dead silent, yes i was a little chicken shit to walk into the thick forest part alone in the dark, but im sure it heading out towards the other one away from where i was, but it was just an awesome experience, and confirmed to me after 30+ yrs into this subject that they are real no doubt...

That sounds so cool. To hear interaction like that must have set you on tilt a little? They may have been announcing your arrival in the area too.

Who knows...what's great is that you were able to experience that!!! Congrats!!!

I haven't had any experiences yet but friends of mine had one 4 yrs ago over in the Redwoods area/WillowCreek spot. When she told me that it was WillowCreek where she had this encounter, I told about that area and they have lots of sightings, a Bigfoot museum, and even a parade every year. She could not believe it.

NobleSavage wrote:That sounds so cool. To hear interaction like that must have set you on tilt a little? They may have been announcing your arrival in the area too.

Who knows...what's great is that you were able to experience that!!! Congrats!!!

The reason i think i did get to experience is that the one close thought all humans were gone from the area, i was alone and quiet, and out of view, i was just lucky in the right place at the right time..

If they had started coming toward you? Do you think they were watching you guys all the time?