From Other States
It had dark, almost black hair, approximately 2 inches long, very wide
shoulders, huge trapezoid muscles, dark skin on its face and a very
wide mouth. The corners of the mouth lined up under the corners of its
huge eyes. "The eyes and mouth were most noticeable. It looked
shocked, as if it was caught with its hand in the cookie jar,"
recalled Chuck. The mouth was open and he thinks he saw a row of flat
teeth, as he recalled seeing the color white, not black. Chuck couldn't
recall seeing a nose or other details of the face.
Charlie Raymond and Travis Knuckles, Lead Investigators
Government Employees’ Bigfoot Encounter
Witnesses: Robert & Rick (full names on file)
State: Florida (Panhandle)
Location: Blackwater WMA
Date: Spring 1970
Time: Approximately 10:00am
Encounter report via phone on 5-1-2018:
Robert is a retired level four engineer. He worked for Honeywell Aeronautical Division. He is now 74 years old.
The two men were hunting wild hogs. As they entered a field a Bigfoot was standing approximately 30 yards from them. It was a bright, sunny day and the creature stood upright and was facing them. No expression on its face. It was about 6-7 feet tall, very wide at the shoulders, muscular, nasty-looking reddish-brown hair with Spanish moss hanging in the hair, conical shaped head, large black eyes, flat nose and a grey face.
“It was not an orangutan,” explained Robert. The tall grass went almost up to its knees and its hands hung just below its knees. “Its hands were huge with fingers about three times the size of mine and its palms were grey,” explained Robert. It smelled horrible, like a rotten skunk. Unfortunately his partner shot it in the left shoulder with a .30-30. It screamed and ran off. The men turned and ran immediately. They did not report the incident due to their government status.
- Charlie Raymond, Lead Investigator
Bigfoot Lying In Road (a Cliff Barackman Follow Up)
Your Name: Jeremy (last name on file)
Your Age: 68
Date of Encounter: July 14, 2016
Nearest Town/Landmark: Between Del Loma and Burnt Ranch, as near as I can figure, where the road is north of the river.
Nearest Road: Highway 299
Encounter Location: I am fairly certain is was between Del Loma and Burnt Ranch, but I was new to the area and only passing through. And I was doing 75 mph. I remember the highway was to the north of the river and close to it. I could be off by a few miles. The area is mountainous and wooded.
Witness Activity: I was travelling FAST. The road is SO damn winding that I sped up at every straightaway to 75 MPH. I drive a Prius and they are very quiet. The tires were by General and again very quiet, even by Prius standards.
Sketch by Terry Thomas
I called the witness and left a message. Jeremy promptly returned my call. It was immediately apparent the witness was excited, highly intelligent and very articulate. He's an ex-Army helicopter pilot and has been a special education teacher for 26 years. I asked him if it could have possibly been a black bear hit by a car? He adamantly denied it by saying, “This was much too wide at the shoulders and much too huge to have been a bear! From its shoulders to hips was at least 5-6 feet, not including the neck, head or legs! I have 20/20 vision. After passing the creature, I was totally flabbergasted...stunned!”
Because Jeremy was in rush to reach his destination, he was travelling close to 75 mph. As he entered a long curve, the creature was ‘already’ in the fetal position. It never moved a muscle. Jeremy swerved to his left into the oncoming lane just in time to miss it, coming within 2-3 feet from its shoulders. Jeremy estimated the shoulders at about 30” in height, which was the same height as the hood of his car. It had solid black hair. When I asked him how long was the hair, he said, “I don’t recall. All I know, it was uniform in color from its shoulders to its hips.” He added, “The shoulders and hips were more rounded, not squared-off like a huge tractor tire and no noticeable tread. It definitely had black hair. This was no doubt an animal. The shoulders were much wider than the hips.”
Jeremy explained this is a heavily forested area. This road curves around a mountain, with a large sloped hillside to his right, which came right down to the edge of the road and a drop-off to his left which leads to a river. Jeremy and I both hypothesized the creature may have been on its way down to the river, as the shoulders were facing in that direction. The vehicle’s high-rate of speed and quiet approach into the curve may have caught it off guard, so maybe it panicked and dropped to the fetal position just before Jeremy made visual contact? Perhaps it tried to hide, as Bigfoots have been known to drop and act like a bush or stump? Or perhaps it was protecting a young Bigfoot? Just speculation of course.
This rather peculiar behavior happens more often than one would think. In some cases, it's in the the cold winter on an isolated country road. In that case, perhaps the Bigfoot was benefiting from the warm road? In the above case, something else seemed to have caused this behavior because it occurred in July.
Here are some related encounters involving Bigfoots lying in the road:
• Kentucky Bigfoot Research Organization report of an elderly woman driving up on a Bigfoot lying in the middle of the road.
• BFRO report of witnesses coming upon TWO Bigfoots lying in the middle of the road. It also mentions how quick the one creature sprang up from its lying down position.
• BFRO report of a Bigfoot standing in the middle of the road, then laying down in front of the approaching car.
• Oregon-Bigfoot story of a car coming upon a Bigfoot sitting in the middle of the road.
• Oregon-Bigfoot report where a truck driver comes upon a Bigfoot lying in the center of the road. Read his description of it....“in a fetal position, lying with its back to him.”
• Weird-USA reports someone coming across a Bigfoot lying in the road.
- Charlie Raymond, Lead Investigator
spoke to the witness by phone Oct. 30, 2016. He explained to me he
was sleeping on the couch in the living room with his 4 dogs lying
with him. His wife was asleep in their bedroom. He felt it was around
3am when his dogs suddenly jumped up, ran to the door barking and
going ballistic. He wondered what was going on for his dogs to act
this way, so he opened the window by the couch and looked outside.
To his amazement, he saw a black figure walking slowly down the road
without a care in the world, just like another day. He said when he
first saw the figure it was about 50-75ft away. The figure walked
down the road guessing around 150ft or so and turned to the right
walking by his neighbor’s trailer and then continued into the
The next day he was talking with his neighbor, where the figure walked past his trailer. The witness has not yet told his neighbor what happened the night before. His neighbor asked if he had anything weird happen last night. So the witness began to tell the neighbor what he witnessed the night before. The neighbor then told him around that same time, his dog also ran to the door and then he heard what sounded to him was something dragging their fingers or claws down the side of his trailer. Sometime later, around a campfire another neighbor across the road stated that he also had something run its fingers or claws across his trailer, 2 years prior.
I believe the witness to be credible and sincere about his encounter. His wife believes that he saw a shadow figure and not a Bigfoot. The witness believes what he saw was a Bigfoot. Both he and his wife told me that lots of strange things have happened on their property and surrounding properties. I plan to meet the witness on his property, place a long duration recording device and see what we get.
- Travis Knuckles, Lead Investigator
Jackson County, Indiana
Date of encounter: Late Spring 2006
of day: Just after midnight.
- Charlie Raymond, Lead Investigator
of encounter: Late Fall 2007
Nearest city: McMinnville (miles into the Coast Range Mountains)
Email received on June 4, 2015:
“This story is about what happened to me and a good buddy of mine while on a deer hunting trip out in the Coast Range mountains of Northwestern Oregon. My name is Brian xxxx, I'm 46 years old. I live in Portland, Oregon, at the time of this incident I was residing in Hillsboro, Oregon. The incident occurred in the Coast Range Mountains, East of Beaver, Oregon.
After texting with you yesterday, I got to thinking about everything that happened to us that weekend and I'm quite sure I possibly will forget something, but I'll do my best to tell what happened and I will provide as much information and as many facts as possible to the best of my recollection. If you or anyone ever decide to investigate I might be willing to take a serious researcher out to the area and show them where everything happened, as I'm sure there is still plenty of evidence out there. In fact, I'm quite positive that the area is used by the Sasquatch, at the very least as a temporary if not permanent home area, so we'll just call it the Coast Range Mountains. I'm leaving the exact area out for now.
Here it goes, the trip started out with myself and a good hunting buddy Cesar and 3 of his co-workers, when it ended it was just me and Cesar because his co-worker's left on day 2 and had had enough of the bad weather and dangerous conditions that we ended up being caught up in.
For myself and Cesar, it all started on the end of day 2 of our hunting trip, when returning to our deer camp after dropping Cesar's co-workers off at their van, several miles away from our deer camp up at the lake, the sun was setting and we were losing light pretty fast. It was planned to be a 3 day journey but ended up being 4, but not really by choice.
Cesar and I were almost back to deer camp, I was driving my Suburban 4x4 on an old forest service trail when all of a sudden a huge buck jumped out onto the road in front of us, I slammed the brakes, Cesar jumped out of my truck and took 2 shots with my lever action .44 Magnum rifle, and he hit the deer as it ran up the side of a steep uphill into a stand of trees, I thought it was odd that the deer was looking behind itself as if it was being chased, it never even looked our direction even with my headlights on. Cesar ran up the hill after the deer. I had pulled up to where Cesar had gone up into the trees and kept my headlights on however I turned the engine off, so that I could hear Cesar and also keep an eye out for whatever could have been chasing the deer.
I yelled to Cesar, asking if he found the deer and he said, “Yes, it was still trying to get away but was down.” At that point he came back down to me and asked for my .45 handgun so he could put it out of its misery. I mentioned to Cesar that I felt something may have been chasing it and that I would watch his back but that he needed to hurry and drag the deer down so we could get out of there just in case it happened to be a cougar which had been chasing the deer. A minute or so went by, I could hear branches to the east side of the road snapping on and off, so I yelled to Cesar to hurry it up cause I felt we were about to have company from a cougar. I heard Cesar fire a shot from my .45 and within seconds he came running out of the forest dragging the deer with one hand, down the hill to the side of my Suburban.
I don't know if it was the buck fever running through him at the time or the fact I yelled we may have a cougar coming up on us, either way Cesar was at the truck fast, handgun missing, flashlight missing but deer in hand. I said, “Where's my light and handgun?” He just looked at me weird and said, “Oh shit, I dropped everything, something else is up there, but I'll grab it!” He took off back into the trees and came back less than a minute later, he had the gun and light so then we tried to lift the deer up onto the hood to get the heck outta there, as we were picking the deer up it kicked me square in the chest, it was still alive! The point blank shot Cesar fired totally missed, so the deer was still able to kick me.
The deer was not going anywhere, and within a minute or two we were able to lift it onto my hood. We took off down the trail, I had to drive pretty slow so the deer would not fall off on the way back to our camp, it was less than 2 miles that we had to travel, we got to our camp and we carried the deer up over a berm that the forest service had blocked the road with, then draped it over the side to drain the blood so we could gut and prep the meat.
By now it was totally dark, I turned my truck around and pulled forward about 20 ft. Where we hung the deer and bled it out was approximately 25 yards from camp while it drained we made and ate dinner, that's when I heard the first weird sounds down by the creek approximately 150-200 or so yards below us, something was throwing boulders into the creek into a deep spot hard enough that I could actually hear the boulders smacking against the rocks on the bottom of the creek. It happened probably 4-5 times over the 30 minutes or so that it took Caesar and I to eat dinner. We had no clue at the time what could be causing it and we had plenty of work ahead of us so we blew it off and decided to get cleaning the deer before a cougar or bear decided to show up.
We spent about 4 hours gutting and packing the deer up and the entire time we could hear branches snapping, out around us in the dark just, beyond the light from our Coleman lantern and campfire. Needless to say both Cesar and I were both armed to the core taking turns guarding each other while we took turns cutting and packing up the deer meat, fearing a cougar or bear was circling us waiting to get to the scraps! Man, were we ever wrong!!!
We finished packing the cooler full of deer meat and placed the cooler inside my Suburban, we both cleaned up and got ready to call it a night, We climbed into my Suburban for the night, put the front captains chairs horizontal and we're just about ready to pass out when the first of what would be somewhere around 40 or so handfuls of pebbles pelted my Suburban, first the drivers side then passengers side, I was PISSED!!! Who the hell was dumb enough to throw rocks at my rig!!! I jumped out instantly with my .45 and tactical flashlight and yelled, "Who is out here??? I will straight up shoot your ASS if you do that again!!!" There was no response, just dead silence....
Cesar was pretty upset and said, “Bro what the fxxx? Who would be stupid enough to throw rocks at hunters who are armed to the core in the middle of the night?” I was stumped, I had no clue I was just exhausted from hunting for 2 days, climbing all over the mountains, surviving a massive wind storm and then cleaning the deer, I just wanted to get some sleep!
I got back in my Suburban, to try to sleep. I was just about out when bam! Rocks pelted my truck again! Cesar, whispering to me asked what it was and if I heard it again and if I could see, but it was pitch black. It had been overcast and storming so there was no moonlight plus we were in extremely heavy canopy from the trees. Even though the storm stopped it was totally dark.
We just sat there, in silence, staring into the darkness straining to listen. I told Cesar if it happens again that I was going to flip my KC Daylighters off-road lights on and find out what or who the hell it is throwing rocks at us! He agreed, we were now both fully awake, I had lowered both of my windows about 2" so we could try to hear whatever or whoever it was that was chucking handfuls of pebbles at my Suburban! We could hear what sounded like footsteps on and off, branches snapping on and off but could see nothing, but we could smell a horrible smell, I recall, it instantly reminded me of a homeless guy I once knew who never showered, mixed with a rotting meat / dead animal smell...it almost made my eyes water, it was pretty bad... then bam! My Suburban got hit with rocks again! I hit my switch and lit up everything in front of my truck at the same time jumped out with my gun and tactical flashlight. Something huge ran down towards the creek, smashing trees all the way down but even with my tactical flashlight I couldn't see exactly what it was, but it was wide. I had seen the hairy back of whatever it was from about the waist up! I estimate it was at least 4'+ across the back at the shoulders and that it was approximately 9' 5” tall. The hair was a dark black, orange to brown in color. I recall seeing muscle moving through the hair as it went out of my sight, down to the right behind larger trees. My brain did not click and recognize it as a Sasquatch. I was pretty pissed off about rocks being thrown at my truck. By this point, Cesar had gotten out of the truck this time, armed of course and came over to my side of the truck. Both of us were looking over the edge down towards the creek attempting to see what the heck, or who it was, throwing rocks at us. We saw nothing. It was dead silent once again.
Frustrated, I recall telling Cesar some dumbass is gonna get shot messing with us! He agreed. We were about to climb back into the Suburban when Cesar said, “Hey take a look at that tree!” I laughed and said, “Which tree? We’re in a forest? We're surrounded by trees!” He grabbed my tactical light and shined just off the edge of the road, to where we had just been looking but upward. There were branches snapped in half approximately 1"- 3"+ in diameter from the ground to approximately 10' off the ground all the way down as far as we could see down towards the creek! At the time, I remember specifically saying something to the effect, “Damn that's one huge elk,” even though I knew there was no elk 4'+ wide, not to mention with a rack 10' or more tall. It was definitely not a bear. I had hunted deer and bear in that area for 7 years and know for a fact no bear could cover that distance, that steep, that fast and especially after having just thrown rocks at my truck!
We got back into my truck once again in an attempt to sleep but it was not to be. For approximately 3 more hours the rock throwing game went on over and over, me jumping out, using my tactical flashlight and KC Off road lights, straining to see, whatever it was. There were more than one because on multiple occasions both sides of the truck was getting pelted within one or two seconds of each other.
I finally snapped, I got out and fired several rounds from my .44 Magnum rifle into an old stump down the embankment. It echoed through the mountains like thunder! That was then end of the rock throwing finally! We both went to sleep around 4 a.m., and got up around 9 a.m., made coffee and I started looking for tracks, trying to figure out what or who the hell had been throwing rocks at us half the damn night!
There was no way to even see a track, you see the day before there had been a massive storm with severe winds, it brought down thousands of trees in Oregon. Cesar's co-worker's had decided to go home early, they were afraid of getting hurt or killed by a falling tree or branch. I searched all around our deer camp to no avail, not a single visible track anywhere but while looking around I did find out that most of the gut pile from the deer was gone and that all the ferns and plant life around it was smashed flat. Also, I could see where whatever it was I saw had smashed ferns and ripped undergrowth clean out of the ground leaving a trail of destruction down the side of the steep embankment leading down towards the creek, along with the snapped of branches from the ground to up in the trees.
Cesar and I decided to move to a different spot on the mountain after we ate breakfast and so we packed up to move camp, we went up the mountain using a logging spur road, we had to cut 2 trees that were now blocking the road, out of our way just to get to the other camp, what we didn't know at the time was that we were blocked in even further out, several trees that had fallen during the wind storm somehow had gotten moved and were now blocking the road, the only road out! What was interesting to me was we had come in that way after the wind storm, not before it, how did trees get moved to block us in like that?
We set up our second camp and decided to hike in to our old deer camp that had been blocked off a few years before. It was a longer than anticipated hike in because the forest service had come in and torn out all the drainage pipes under the old logging road, returning the area back to nature. When we got to our old deer camp, I told Cesar we were directly above where we had camped the night before and that in previous years my buddy Wade and I had been after a bear that had been in the area for the last 3-4 years. We both had our bear tags so he was glad to hear that.
We got to the end of a spur road that parallels the road to our old deer camp, which had a turn around at the end of it. We looked down towards the creek above the trees but saw no deer or bear. When we turned to head back, we realized it had taken more time to get into where we were than we thought. The sun was setting fast and we were already in the shade of the mountain so we picked up pace. Within the first 200 yards, we heard branches snapping to our left. We looked but saw nothing. Again we started walking back and I looked at my gps. We were 3 miles in and had a semi technical climb just to get back to camp. Every 40-50 yards we heard branches snapping to our left so we separated ourselves by approximately 50 ft., so we would have a better chance at seeing if it was a bear that was paralleling us on our way out. By now it was very close to dark and we had one little maglight with us because we didn't plan on it taking us so long to get to our old deer camp. All the way back out to my Suburban, something followed us, in the dark, just out of eye sight, yet within 50 yards. We have no clue what it was but I highly doubt it was a bear. I had rushed the sound several times and whatever it was either didn't move or make a sound. Either way it was able to totally avoid being seen, without leaving a single visible track.
Once back at my Suburban, we ate dinner and decided to stay the night since it was already getting late and we were both were pretty exhausted from the prior night's lack of sleep due to the rock throwing. The night was uneventful, no rocks, no sounds. We finally got some sleep. We hunted the next morning but saw nothing. We came back to camp and ate breakfast, then we figured we had better get going, after all it was over a 2 hour drive back to Portland. We headed out only to be turned back due to fallen trees. We tried the other way out but even larger trees were now down. We ended up spending the entire day cutting trees and going off road around them trying to get out which resulted in spending another night in the forest. We had no further incidents the last night and finally made it to pavement on the Old Nestucca Highway, but even then we had to travel slow due to fallen trees, branches and debris from the blow down.
It was the morning of the 4th day was when we found out that there were multiple trees down all around us. We literally had to use my chainsaw to cut our way out. We never did see any other hunters or people who could have moved trees like the ones we had to cut to get outta there. Some of the trees were massive, I had to cut them then use my chain and Suburban to drag the pieces out of our way! We never even saw another human until we got out of the forest about 18 miles away from our deer camp!
It never dawned on me at the time that it could have been a Sasquatch encounter that we had, maybe it was because we were so tired and worried about a bear or cougar (something we know exists!!!) trying to get to us or the deer meat. I believe the total stress added to it so it never really crossed our minds. I had only been living in the Pacific Northwest for about 6 or 7 years at the time of this incident and that too perhaps was another reason it never crossed my mind, however after being here 15 years now, I've had 2 encounters and know with very little doubt in my heart and mind that both incidents that I have had were with Sasquatch, especially after educating myself about the subject. After 40+ years of hunting, fishing and camping, climbing and hiking I've never ever seen two or more bears, deer or elk or any other forest animal capable of throwing rocks in cooperation, at both sides of a vehicle, for approximately 4 hours, in pitch darkness, at armed hunters in the middle of the night during deer and bear season without being seen!
Thanks, I hope someone someday in my lifetime can prove that Sasquatch is part of our eco system. If not, please let me know what the heck kind of animal threw rocks at me that night that was over 9' tall.
That's my story and I'm sticking too it!”
Follow Up: 6-9-2015
I spoke with Brian for over two hours on the phone! Brian is a well-educated, ex-law enforcement official. As a tactical support officer, he has been trained to pay attention to detail. In addition, Brian is also a highly experienced outdoorsman. He literally grew up in the woods. He has a picture of himself as a toddler with a baby bottle on a camping trip. Over his 46 years, he’s hunted and hiked all over the U.S. Growing up in Arizona, he did not live in Oregon his entire life. After becoming a resident of Oregon, he did not follow the Bigfoot stories. He was neither a believer or nonbeliever, he just never bought into the Bigfoot hype. During this encounter, he never thought “Bigfoot.” His first concern was the dangerous storm, then the threat of cougars or bears. He has seen bears and cougars on a few occasions in the past. It wasn’t until a few weeks after this “weird” ordeal, as he put it, that he began to piece together the strange events of this hunting trip. He began wondering, what was that creature which ran down the steep embankment? Who, or what, would or could, throw rocks at both sides of his vehicle all night long, sometimes at the very same time! And who would dare antagonize two heavily armed hunters? The location was so very secluded and surrounded by huge fallen timber blocking the roads, there was no way it was a person(s).
During the storm hit the first day, they drove further in-land toward deer camp, down into the valley away from the high winds. Huge trees and limbs were falling down everywhere, but the winds were not as intense in the valley. During the night of the sighting, Brian kept his door unlocked and would jump out as fast as could to catch the culprit. The pebble throwing would occur about every 15-30 minutes all night long, usually just as the men began to doze off. Brian explained that he is a very calm and patient person, thus when he worked at the prison, he was assigned the wing with the most severely distraught prisoners. In otherwords, it takes a lot to get him mad, however on this particular night he was furious!
When Brian caught a glimpse of the creature, it was about 60 yards down the very steep embankment (40 degree grade) to the left of the truck. The creature’s hair was about 4-6” long and “dark orangutan” in color. It’s estimated size: about 4 foot wide and 9 foot or taller. Brian only saw it from the shoulders down to the waist (it’s back). The sighting lasted 3-4 seconds. He at first thought it was the side of an elk due to the width. But the color and hair length did not make sense. It seemed to take one quick pivot to the right and disappeared into the dense trees. The next day a trail of destruction was noticeable down the steep embankment--uprooted ferns, slides, and not to mention the huge limb breaks. Again, Brian was looking for elk tracks from the safety of the road. He was not about to risk sliding down that steep and treacherous embankment looking for tracks.
I found Brian’s story over the phone to be consistent with his email report. He was very sincere, descriptive and highly intelligent. The excitement was still evident in his voice.
explained this area is full of deer, elk, trout and salmon. In addition
the Oregon Department of Fish and Wildlife dumps hundreds of dead salmon
up creek from this location once a year. Presumably after the eggs are
harvested, the dead salmon are returned to the eco-system. There's spots
deep in that valley so treacherous and heavily wooded, that it’s
dark, even during the daytime. Thus this area would be a prime Bigfoot
Charlie Raymond, Lead Investigator
name: Dustin Teudhope (used with permission)
spot is next to the Apalachicola National Forest, the largest U.S. National
Forest in the state of Florida. It encompasses 632,890 acres.
Dave (last name on file)
A few years ago a parent at the school in which I (Charlie) teach informed me about her co-worker who had a possible bigfoot sighting. Being a bigfoot skeptic she was reluctant to tell me. However in this case she felt compelled to tell me about her co-worker’s encounter because she explained to me that he is a highly intelligent, no-nonsense, straight-forward man who would never make up such a story. After a year of missed communication trying to obtain his name and number, I gave up. Fortunately, last week when I spoke to this parent over the phone regarding her son’s grades, she mentioned to me that she found his phone number. I immediately called him that evening to set up an interview.
We met Dave at his home on October 9, 2013 at 4:30 pm. Dave has worked as a registered nurse for 7 years and a chiropractor for 23 years which will prove very significant in this unique bigfoot sighting.
Dave saw the creature twice within a two week period. During the first encounter, he was driving home at 11:30 pm. As Dave approached his house, only a few houses down on his street, he observed a large animal on all fours run across the road directly in front of his car. It had dark brown, “rusty-colored” matted hair, a short snout, small pointed ears on the side of its head and it was much larger than a large dog. The height of its back was as high as a standard kitchen table, the front shoulders were considerably wider than the hips, and it galloped when it ran (bringing the front two legs/arms up together at the same time, then the rear two legs). It crossed the road very quickly. Needless to say, he thought this creature was very odd, especially when he saw it again a few weeks later, walking on two legs!
Dave’s second encounter occurred at 6:30 am, just after sunrise. He was inside his home when he looked out his window and noticed a hairy, bi-pedal figure (estimated at 6’ 3”), with a very unusual gait, walking down his street. He had a clear, close view of the creature as it walked parallel to his home, only about 30 feet from his windows, although the sunrise was on the direct opposite side of the creature. After watching it from his windows, Dave ran outside to continue viewing this peculiar creature. When he doesn't immediately see it, he walked to the street and eventually saw it about 100 feet from his location, walking away from him on all fours. It turned and looked back at Dave and that’s when he realized this was the same creature he witnessed a few weeks earlier that darted in front of his car. It did not have a bulky, muscular build, but instead more of a normal, uniform build for its height. Based on Dave’s years of experience in the medical field, he estimated its weight at about 200 lbs. The arms were slightly longer than a human’s and the head was proportionate to its body. The hair was short (maybe only an inch), matted and uniform in length/color throughout.
Notes: When it was walking upright, it leaned forward, it did
not walk heal to toe (more on the ball of its feet), the lower legs
had a slight backward curve to them, it had a slight bounce to its step,
it had a 3-4 inch snout and small pointed ears on the side of its head.
- Charlie Raymond and Karen Moreno Lawyer, KBRO Investigators
Witness: Eric Kern
Which county? Wabash
Estimated date? 8/22/2013
Estimated time? 2 pm
Nearest city? Keensburg, Illinois
Nearest Road(s): Beall Woods Fire Lane
Length of time the encounter lasted: 3 to 4 mins
How many witnesses? 1
Mr. Kern is a married, ex-military man who presently lives in Illinois near Mt. Carmel. The sighting took place September 12, 2013, approximately 3:30pm. Weather was sunny and clear. The place where the sighting took place is Bealls Woods State Park, nearest the town Keensburg, population about 200 people. Park is described as small, maybe 25 acres. Surrounding areas are described as rural, with abundance of corn and soybean fields. Mr. Kern was walking alone with his dog down a trail near a gully. All animal sounds came to a halt, and his dog behaved aggressive and agitated. Approximately 15 feet from Mr. Kern was an upright, shadowy figure, described as about 10 1/2 ft tall and approximately 50in. wide. He could see the figure from the hip up. The only features he saw on the face were large, dark puckered lips and green, human-like eyes. The large figure motioned to turn away. Mr. Kern picked up his dog and backed away from the figure. He stated that at no time did he feel threatened, but became uncomfortable and left.
On another occasion, 4 days ago he revisited the area with 2 of his friends and heard a series of tree knocks and 2 guttural grunts. The other witnesses were not available for interviews. An interesting side-note: the area is located close to an abandoned silo and shelter.
Karen Moreno Lawyer, KBRO Investigator
"The Stawberry Monster" 5-28-13
Date: June 1977
Location: Utopia, Ohio
Witnesses: Gail Madess, her two brothers and two neighborhood friends (names on file)
On May 26, 2013 I had the pleasure of interviewing Gail Maness, a 45 yr old mother of four, who now resides in Corydon, Kentucky. She shared her frightening encounter while she was a child living along the Ohio River in Utopia, Ohio.
On warm summer afternoons, Gail (age 9), along with her brothers and two neighbor boys, would often snack on the fresh strawberries in her backyard. The strawberry patch was not too far from the house and a small picket fence separated them from an old, abandoned Volkswagon van. A vacant field was located on the opposite side of the van. Woods surrounded the field. The children were eating strawberries near this fence and the van, maybe only a few yards away.
Gail had the sensation of being watched and looked up at the van and she sees a big hairy face looking through the driver and passenger windows, it was crouched down on the opposite side of the van. Gail screamed immediately and when she did, it stood all the way up, prompting screams from the other children. Gail repeated throughout the interview how big and wide this creature stood. Its chest up could be seen above the van. Its hair was similar to a Cocker Spaniel’s, kind of long, light brown, medium length, surprisingly well-groomed, with reddish highlights. She could see the skin around the mouth which was similar in color to the hair. The mouth had thin lips and it was wider than a human’s. Gail again stressed many times during the interview how human it looked. When asked about the nose or eyes, Gail could not recall any details. She told me after immediately seeing the creature; she turned her head away in fear. The boys continued to look at it and Gail remembers looking at the shock on their faces. Jason, the neighborhood friend, actually passed out and fell over. Gail’s mother heard the screams and came to their rescue. Gail could not remember what happened next, other than saying her mother recalls hearing it running away through the woods. Her mother was so focused on the kids, she didn’t see the creature. Gail added that blackberries were also in season along the fence row. She also repeated a few times throughout this interview that she was breaking out in a sweat as she recounted this frightening story.
Gail mentioned other encounters throughout the area. She also remembers that a fight once broke out on the school bus between witnesses and non-believers. Another witness had observed a family of bigfoots by the Ohio River which included a baby bigfoot. Gail also recalls years later (age 14), when she and some friends found a long, human-shaped feces under a plum tree. The size was MUCH longer than a human’s.
After speaking to Gail, I called and spoke to Angie, Gail’s mother, for almost 2 hours. Angie confirmed the details of Gail’s report to a “T” and added some more information. When Angie heard the kids screaming she immediately ran outside. The backdoor to the house was only about 15 feet from the strawberry patch. She focused on the children screaming, in particular Jason, the boy laying on the ground, thus she never noticed the creature on the opposite side of the van. Angie told one of the boys to run and get Jason’s mother. The other kids were screaming “There’s a monster! There’s a monster!” as they pointed to the woods. She could hear it running through the woods.
Gail and her mother mentioned many other encounters which have occurred throughout the years. I’m hoping for a phone interview with David, Gail’s brother, who made the longest eye contact with the creature. I have also elicited the help from our friends at Tri State Bigfoot who live in Ohio. Supposedly Brown County, which is very close to Utopia, is a hotbed for bigfoot activity.
- Charlie Raymond, Lead Investigator
Your first name: Kassidy
Which county? Douglas
Estimated date? Summer of 2011
Estimated time? 2:30 - 3:00 pm
Nearest city? Drury, MO
Nearest Road(s): Dirt road off of Highway 14
Length of time the encounter lasted: 15 - 60 seconds
How many witnesses? 2
Please describe your encounter: I was camping and I was going into the bushes. My friend Dustin was calling a turkey. I was by him. I looked into the trees and there walking was a large creature about eight feet tall. It was walking toward the turkey Dustin was calling as if it was hunting. It was not a hoax.
Describe the creature with detail: The head was unusual. It was kind of squarish. I did not see the eyes but I and Dustin could see abdominal muscles - it was very muscular. It also had muscles on its arms. I did not see the legs. I only saw the upper body. It had very dark hair - very dark, long hair. I was in shock. I did not notice any smell.
Any additional Info? It walked out from behind a tree and behind another.
- Joy Clay, Lead Investigator
first name: Paddy (last name on file)
Email submission 5/16/10
“No night vision or video unless I tell you so” my guide instructed as we neared the tree line located just beyond the cattle fence. She softly began to call out as we leaned on the cross members of the fence and I began to hear subtle foot steps in the thick brush. They started out at some distance, but steadily moved toward us from three separate directions.
This was a very remote, private land area. The chances of someone, let alone multiple folks just hanging out in the darkened forest of central Oklahoma without any lights around midnight were few and far between. My heart began to beat harder sensing the possibility of a close encounter, which I had methodically sought for a number of years.
“Can I really go through with this” were my thoughts as an aching pit formed in my stomach. It was very similar to the feelings I had years ago climbing the stairs to ride the Texas Cyclone roller coaster at Astro World USA.
“Do you want to go inside” the guide asked, strolling over to the game fence gate. Not wanting to wimp out now in front of a woman, I acknowledged a tentative yes. Being completely open and vulnerable was not something my male persona could easily accept. I was stepping out of a comfort zone of my world right into the middle of theirs! I followed closely behind the guide almost like an apprehensive little child seeking assurance that everything will be alright.
We made our way through the gate and back down a narrow path which was dimly lit by the moon beams filtering through the thick canopy of foliage. I could hear stirring here and there on both side of us, but couldn’t clearly see what was making it as we deliberately moved along the trail. We eventually turned off into a side clearing and my guide began speaking to them very softly, calling some by name. More movement and noise sounded.
I won’t go into the multitude of details regarding the unexpected conversation I then had with a third party standing by in the thick brush. Unless you have experienced this, it would be fruitless to try and convey the scenario unfolding in a way an uninformed person would understand. In short, I had a brief conversation with one of them and will leave it at that!
What was happening to me at this point I knew was extremely rare! It was extremely profound and literally brought tears to my eyes with the flood of emotions exploding within me! This was not a brief or momentary encounter with some large hairy thing crossing the roadway in front of me! This was a very deliberate and close up encounter with a being that had cognizant thinking and intelligence. My fear and apprehensions quickly vanished as they began to share with me. I then realized just how close they really are to us in the creator’s master plan.
I was then instructed by them to move away from the guide, which had been my security blanket up to now. Call it a test or whatever, but I instantly complied.
Just then about 30 feet away from me to the east, a huge 8-9 foot hairy figure stepped between two large trees into a cleared area fully illuminated by the bright moon light. It then began to sway, staring at me. It was the typical shape and build of the common Bigfoot sketches and drawings.
“I can see it, it is swaying from side to side!” I exclaimed to my guide. “Sway with it” she replied, which I immediately did.
At that point I began to sway and another smaller Bigfoot figure rose up from the brush about 15 feet directly in front of me! Then another one off to its right about the same size with a smaller figure sitting at its feet I assumed was a toddler. They both intently stared at me, occasionally looking back at what I assume was their parent standing between the trees.
The babblings and exclamations began to flow from my mouth to the guide as my mind tried to fully comprehend what was happening here was very real and tangible! This was a family group which trusted me enough to expose even their young to my presence! I felt the little ones were examining me just as closely as I was reviewing at them! “I can’t believe it!” I exclaimed with tears flowing down my cheeks. “This is really happening to me!” I never felt any threat or animosity from them. They were peacefully holding their positions, giving me a sure clear look at them! It was exactly what I had hoped would happen! A dream actually coming true right before my eyes!
Just then another large one further back began to call out mimicking a Barn Owl call. A very good call indeed, but much too throaty and guttural to be a real owl. Quite appropriate for me since I was now clearly seeing light that had been hidden in darkness and mystique until now.
I asked and was allowed to capture the audio portion of the experience with my video camera. It was too dark for any clear pictures. Turning it on after receiving permission from the guide, I captured most of these calls and some of my continued babblings.
I was totally overwhelmed at that point, feeling my head literally spinning. My guide then asked if I wanted to touch one. My emotions along with my blood pressure were sky high. I couldn’t stand anymore at that point and asked her to lead me back out.
There will be some, possibly many who will doubt my story. So be it, it is your choice, no harm done. Forget that you ever read it!
To those of you who have been to this place, you know precisely of what I speak! My intentions are pure and without malice regarding these magnificent creatures of the forest! I am not seeking to exploit them in any way which is why I had this up close and personal experience.
I have lost the fear of the unknown. I know they are like us in many, many ways! Living in family groups and clans wanting nothing but to be left alone and to live their life in safety and security. The forest was their home long before the white man came and claimed much of it. They have lived the same way for thousands of years exclusively off the land with no technical advancement. The only changes are they have to avoid the white man for their existence to continue uninterrupted. Something they do extremely well!
I truly feel blessed to have been there that night and plan on having many more good times. My intentions are pure and without malice.
My personal pledge to them is this, I will do them no harm, nor will I exploit or market them in any way! That is my vow for taking me into their circle of confidence! I look forward to many more good times with my “Big Brothers“ of the forest!
- Midnight Owl
Listen to the amazing audio clip here.
first name: Amanda (last name on file)
- Charlie Raymond, Lead Investigator
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