I am posting this to give everyone an update on how things went as I know them during this last weekend. Please do not let this break down like the other thread, and if you don’t have anything worthwhile to ask, comment or whatever, don’t waste my time or yours be making crappy comments. If you have something worthwhile to ask or comment, I will respond, but if you come on here saying BS this or that without anything to back it up, you will be ignored.
Driver, Ole Bub, myself, my wife and another researcher named Gary all met in town to eat lunch and discuss all things Bigfoot.
We then traveled in caravan to the landowner’s house; where Gary listened to the landowner explain all the events that had occurred in the area.
Driver, Ole Bub and myself retrieved Driver’s cuddlebacks (Swwweeeetttt little cameras) and found some possible game trails that would be great to check out sometime.
After that, we traveled down to the field where 7 Bigfoot were seen on the same night by multiple witnesses.
Setting up camp, we positioned my Blazer about 100 feet out towards the middle of the field and erected a dining fly over the backend, to protect the DVR from the elements. (And also so that it would be a curious looking ensemble that might attract Bigfoot’s curiosity. The landowner bought a RV trailer a few years ago, and had a suspected Bigfoot walk around it at night, slapping it with an open hand. Kind of like curious about what it was.)
Driver positioned his truck in the tree line, so he could possibly spot any Bigfoot staying within the tree-line and circling us. His position also let him view a good portion of the creek bed that circled around the field, about 50 to 100 feet inside the tree-line.
Gary parked his vehicle further to the east in the same manner.
A camera was run about 100 feet out from the Blazer to the south, to cover the area where a large male had been seen running across the field. Another camera was position to the south west about 100 feet from the vehicle.
A 3rd camera was run down into the creek bed where it could cover the baiting stations left along the opposite bank from us.
With the possibility of rain later, we took a brand new tarp and covered the table where the DVR system was set at.
With this accomplished, Driver set out his cuddleback cameras on the other side of the creek where a large male had come up and was seen by 6 witnesses with night vision had seen it.
Baiting stations, based on pinwheels and neon green tennis b*lls (gifts to them) were placed along a stretch of creek bed and banks to the west of the area. And basic recon was done by individuals, just to get an idea of the short term surrounding area.
Ole Bub then headed out for home, due to the dropping temperature and his health conditions, but he was out there hoofing it with us younger folks, doing what he could to help set things up.
When everything was situated, Driver took us on a short hike, (about 4 miles) in an arc to the north of our position to show us an area where a hut-like structure had been discovered by the landowner about 15 years ago, and destroyed (Because he didn’t know better back then) because he had seen large feet sticking out of the entrance.
We also looked at some beaver dens that had certain sections of their tunnels dug out, and from the scratch marks, it was coyote that was digging them out.
Upon returning to the creek bed on the way back, Gary showed everyone a “possible” track he and Ole Bub had found on their short recon. The outline looked good, but it was still only a good possible.
Getting back to the camp area, Driver had to get some sleep (He’d been up the night before working a fire, before coming out.) and with the setting of the sun, the temp was already dropping down to the 21 degrees it would stay the rest of the night at. But as everyone started to get some early rest for the long night, vocalizations off in the distance could be heard. I would compare it to the Wildman scream I’ve heard so many times down in one of my research areas, they were coming out of the game preserve.
Around 10 pm, the vocalizations were now close up to the creek area, (will see if the DVR recorded the screams to post) and continued the rest of the night. We had what sounded like a bunch of apes screaming and yelling, a cross between a pig squeeling/peacock call, coyotes, and odds and ends.
About 2 am, I seen something on all fours come walking by the Blazer, almost half as long, and the back was several inches above the bottom window sill. It was going from southwest to northeast in direction. At that, it would have walked in between the cameras in front of the Blazer and right between Driver and Gary’s vehicles. The front of the creature was higher than the back end, and reminded me somewhat of a silverback gorilla. Not completely like a silverback, but just that type of impression.
At 2:20 am, my wife had to use the bathroom so after seeing the big creature walk past, I had her turn on the vehicle lights so we didn’t open the doors and find it sitting right there behind us. When the lights came on, Gary heard something large hit the creek bed with his bionic ear and retreat across the other side.
After getting back in, the frost started coming down and the ground froze, making the dead grass noisy to walk on. Several times after 3 am, my wife and I heard something coming around us. 6 different times, something lifted the side of the dining fly, or reached through the netting and tried moving the tarp over the table, there was no wind blowing at all, so I can rule the wind ruffling it out. This new tarp actually made a lot of noise because of it’s new crispiness. Each time, I would shine a light out the back window to discourage what it was. I didn’t want the DVR system to get damaged. Each time it would come back within 15 to 20 minutes and do it again.
With the temperature drop, the windows began icing over at 4:30 am, and after the last time of the tarp being moved I noticed a handprint on the window near where the dining fly draped over the side of the Blazer, this is where I thought what ever was disturbing the tarp was coming up at. After closer examination though, it was discovered to be where my grandson had put his hand on the window, and the body oil he left behind was not allowing the window to freeze up all the way there. Man, really thought we had a good print of a juvenile coming up there.
Anyway, at about 5:30 am, the cold got to be too much, so everyone began cranking their engines over to warm up. After building a fire back up, we discussed the night’s events, and my wife cooked up some eggs, bacon and biscuits for us. We gather up the cameras and found the one to the southwest had been knocked over, something had apparently caught the cord running back to the Blazer and knocked the camera down on it’s side. With over 35 hours plus of video to review, I think we can find what time it occurred by watching the video.
After getting everything packed up, we traveled to another point on the landowners property and hiked down into an area he had nicknamed Monkey Island. (Because it looks so much like the Chimp Island at Zoos, with old trees broken, fallen down, etc.)
Here we had traveled about 200 feet into the area, a whistle began up and continued until we finally left the area about an hour later. We found tree twists, where the twist was about 8-10 feet high on the tree. Now we are talking full blown, twists in the 360 degree type. We found several possible trails being used by the local Bigfoot, as tree limbs as high up as 10 feet off the ground could be seen down the length of the trail, where it had been recently used.
We also found several suspected nesting areas, in which we plan on going back to stake out when it is a little warmer.
We searched for tracks along the creek that runs the length of the area, and this creek is the same one where we spent the night.
Once back to the campsite, we went out and checked the bait stations, gift stations and the cuddlebacks and then decided that it was time to head in, the cold was down right bone biting.
Gary, my wife and I, headed out about 1 pm Sunday, Driver was going to go visit the landowners and then decide what he was going to do afterwards.
After I made it home, about 5:30 PM, I got a call from Driver, he was nearly down to Sulpher where he was going to research until Friday.
My conclusion to the events of Saturday night/Sunday morning, I believe a small hunting party passed through our area, foraging for food due to the cold, leaving the rest of the local clan behind where they were hunkered down at. JMHO
Driver is a class A researcher in my book, he shares his information unselfishly, listens to others information and ideas, and I think I will really enjoy working with him on further projects. One thing he and I agree on is that we have to start thinking outside the box. Everything that has been tried before without any success, we push to the side and look at other options.
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Map Layout to give everyone a better idea of the area.
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Gary, Driver, Darkwinglh and Darkwing's Wife
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Group of mean looking researchers
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Driver looking off one of the many cliff faces in the area.
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Darkwinglh's Dinging FLy before the DVR was turned on.
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Driver in his Ghillie Suit.
