
Interesting story, 'bigfoot believer'. Among other purposes, the hosting website is for folks to publish their short stories, either fact or fiction. The veracity of the story doesn't particularly concern me because it is said to have taken place in an acknowledged BF-active area, if you go by the number of both published and unpublished reports from the area. I have personally experienced BF activity not far from there, more than once. Oh, and just to be clear, the purported story didn't take place in Algonquin Park but outside, adjacent to its western boundary.
What bugs me is the incredibly vague 'within-80-miles-of-Huntsville' reference. I know those areas reasonably well by road, field and canoe, and I can tell you that so-called location reference is like saying it took place somewhere within many hundreds of square miles; conveniently not very specific if one wanted to ascertain the factual particulars of the case. Also, there is no story time line or reference to a date. Was this twenty years ago or last year? Don't worry, I don't expect any answers on this one; it just makes one wonder. To my way of thinking the tale would have held together much better with a little more attention to the elements of writer's basic verisimilitude.
But the activity said to have been experienced at the cabin is right on the money, according to many reports in which a new structure is built adjacent to hitherto unmolested land. BF's calling card in these cases is often a rather loud announcement of his displeasure with the recent human encroachment. The story could well be true, but could also be a good fictional account based on widely available details from other reports; but fun nonetheless.
For what it's worth, I had friends back in 1967 who built their cottage on a newly opened lake just south of the supposed story location. My 16-year old buddy and his father both saw squatchy up close, but didn't know what it was; endured the loud slaps on the cottage walls at night and the dreaded walks with the flashlight through the darkness to the outhouse at night where the walls would also get smacked while you were inside doing your business. While I didn't personally see squatchy at their location I did experience the other slap-happy activity I just mentioned.
I might as well also mention that Algonquin Park has had a ton of BF activity for many decades. I don't know how many clans of BF might be there, but especially after the Park closes in the Fall there is from time to time a fair bit of BF/human interaction, although most folks don't get to actually see who is messing with them. Even in the summer, when the Park is full of canoe trippers, you might experience some form of BF pranksterism. Too cool.
Dudlow