Thanks a lot coolcryptids for your encounter, gave me chills. I know exactly how you felt because my own "not sure encounter", which you can read at the very start of this thread, was similar in that I lay frozen with fear for a while before I could even act . . . and my wife and I were not in a tent but sleeping in the open in sleeping bags with a tarp strung up at our heads as a kind of privacy wall.

Like you, I found myself mentally eliminating one possibility after another in the few moments that I allowed myself to keep still and listen, and when I realized I simply couldn't imagine WHAT had made the heavy footfalls and the guttural growl, and what possibly could have hit the tarp with such force . . . I panicked and shook my wife awake on my way to the car.

Anyway, thanks for the input, and thanks again LaurieB2851 for the :bump:


cochise

This is my first "real" post here. Anyway, not even sure I should mention them as there is nothing concrete about any of them. First, there have been several times that I have been driving down a road and have smelled sewage. Definitely sewage and not skunk. There are no treatment plants in this area and the smell is not there everytime. Maybe a coincidence, who knows. As far as I know, there is no logical reason for that smell to be there. The other thing is one night on a group campout, I was in my tent trying to go to sleep. My tent was a little way aways from the others and everyone else had turned in as well. The night sounds were active and normal. Suddenly, all sounds quit and it was dead silent. I laid there for a while and heard nothing. Either the sounds started up again or I fell asleep, it has been awhile. Anyway, I wondered about why everything would fall silent at the same time. Lastly, on several hikes with my family in the Shennedoah National Park, I have felt uncomfortable and uneasy. However, I always chalk it up to an overactive imagination. But I do consider the possibilties...

Here's my 'not sure' encounter. Background: From 1992-2001 I owned a large ranch near Butte Falls, OR. It was 35+ miles from Medford, 5 miles back a dead-end road, no exterior lights, surrounded on 3 sides by BLM. My habit was to walk from the house up a hill about a quarter mile to the barn every night after dark to check my horses and it was a gas to shine my flashlight out into the fields to see what was looking back at me. There were herds of elk, many deer, bear, coyotes and I was told Mountain Lions, although I never saw one.

One night when I was only 50 ft or so from the house I shined my light out into a meadow where the elk frequented. About 20-30 ft from me I saw red eyes glowing, looking right at me. Thinking it was an elk, I talked to it telling it how big it was - the eyes were WAY taller than any elk I'd ever seen. So there I am talking to the eyes not thinking much about it except usually they'd blink a couple times then turn tail and run. This just stood there looking at me. I felt no fear nor did I smell anything out of the ordinary. I have no way of knowing how long we visited, but I'd guess 15-20 seconds.

Over the years I'd mention to people - gee, have you ever seen an elk at night with glowing red eyes? They'd usually look at me for a couple moments, then change the subject. About a year ago I was looking for horse riding trails in the redwoods area in California. A Google search brought up a listing on the BFRO from someone who'd seen a BF when on a trail ride in the Redwoods. That started me reading the other encounters/sightings and I saw how many mentioned the glowing red eyes. I'd never ever considered the possiblity. Could it be? Not long ago I talked to a well known BF researcher who told me I most likely had person to sasquatch eye contact. This happened between 1992 and 1996 cause in 97 I got a 4-wheeler and was too lazy to walk up to the barn anymore.

There have been sightings and vocals heard in many places adjacent to the blm/forest around the ranch. Also, I was only about an hours drive from Crater Lake. Wish I would have known (or cared) before I moved.....oh, well.

Bossburg

Hi VAFooter! Welcome to BFF. Things can have a way of creeping you out when you're out camping and things like you mention happen. I remember my first time of camping - we got rained out the second night there. While my friend was walking back and forth with stuff to put back into the car, I was inside the tent imagining BF walking right outside the tent and of course it was nothing more then rain water trickeling beneath the tent. My friend told me that he was surprised that I was so calm about getting rained out on the first camping trip because most people he knew with the same turn-out on a camping trip had freaked out on him. (I didn't tell him I was thinking of bigfoot.) Anyhow, despite getting rained out - it was nothing less then beautiful when I woke up that morning to see Lake Superior for the first time. We were not camping at a campground because the friend just didn't care for camping with other people around. We did get a little hiking done and found a cabin that had completely deteriorated more then just a bit. It made me wonder who had lived in it at one time because it was all state owned land in there and probably had been for years. It never hurts to consider the possible - that way you're somewhat prepared. Course I don't know if it's ever possible to be prepared for BF.

Hi there Cochise! No problem! I love reading those "not for sure" sightings! Great thread! I don't think this thread will get buried for long with me around to bump it if someone else doesn't think of doing it.

Hi there Bossburg! Welcome to BFF and thanks for your great post! When there are very few new programs on BF, it's real easy to not think of the possibilities that may have existed at the time. When I first got on the internet, I think it was quite some time before I thought of searching the internet for things BF. I just found myself wondering one day what was going on in the world of bigfoot sightings and I found out that there's a lot of stuff out there. When you start reading of other peoples' experiences, you can't help but think of the past and the experiences you might have had.

Ive been going out into the woods for almost 25 years now and theres only been one time where I heard something I couldnt explain, or at least explain to my satisfaction. Do I think it was a Sasquatch, no actually, but heres the story anyhow.
My brother-in-law Mark, myself, and our friend Larry were out scouting in the area where we normally hunt during the season. Where we go is bordered by a highway, theres the highway, a narrow strip of bushes, then a steep hill. On top of that hill in a couple of spots theres an old game trail that overlooks the road. We parked off the highway and walked up the hill to the game trail.
A bit of a backstory is needed here. Whenever I go out in the woods scouting I always carry a leatherman tool, and a large fixed blade knife. Mark endlessly busts my ass about carrying my "sword" or asks if I have my machete.
So we're walking along this trail generally headed north into a spot that we havent been to before. At this point you cant see the highway from the trail. Where we were the trail kinda zigs and zags so it seemed like the trail always went around a corner. We're walking along and we hear something in a thicket just around the corner to the left of where we are. Figuring its a deer, we all drop to our knees and wait to see if anything comes around the corner. We hear the rustling again,shorlty followed by what I can only describe as a growl, a deep throaty growl. Mark looks back at me, his eyes rather large, and says to me,"Give me that fu**** machete" I hand it over and we wait and wait.Nothing.
We wait a couple of minutes and proceed around the corner to the thicket where we figured the noises came from, we checked all around and found no prints or sign of anything. We chalked it up to a bear. We know that there are bears in there and since we dont have alot of experience with bears we figured thats what it had to be. Like I wrote earlier I cant be sure what it was, maybe it was a bear. But I always consider those noises undetermined.

Corey

Hi Corey! At the very least, a "deep throaty growl" is a bit un-nerving. I recently asked a friend of ours if he had ever heard anything strange at any time while they were camping. He told me he heard a "cough" and they were in a secluded spot where no one else was supposed to be around. Well, the first thing I would have thought would have been bigfoot - but he seemed to feel it was a bear. Frankly, I wouldn't be comfortable with either one being around.

Yeah, it was kinda freaky Laurie. Its the only time Ive been out in the woods (if you can call maybe a hundred yards from the highway the woods) that Ive been a bit apprehensive. The sound was very different from anything Id ever heard before, thats why we chalked it up to a bear. I know of two occasions where bears were "removed" from the general area. Having never seen or heard a bear, thats what we went with. I wish I could somehow recreate the sound and post it here. I do a pretty good imitation. Ive checked on a number of sights and listened to the tapes they have, but have never heard one that sounded like what I heard. Like I posted earlier, dont know what it was, but I dont think it was a Sasquatch.

Corey

Corey, your being in the woods sounds a bit like my being in the woods. Only once we checked out a fishing spot that was a ways off the highway across from Lake Superior in Minnesota. A guy hubby worked with told him about a good fishing spot so we went in there to check it out. We parked the car next to a wooded area and we must have walked in at least a four block distance and came to a railroad track. The spot itself wasn't far from the freeway - but we had to walk around to get to it. All of a sudden it occurred to me that it was awfully deserted and maybe I didn't exactly want to be there and I wasn't even thinking of any critters at that time. So we walked back out, but on the way out we met a woman with her dog and we stopped to pet the dog and she came over and talked to us a bit. She was telling me that her dog was very helpful to bring into the woods with her to pick berries and that he would warn her if there were any moose or bear in the area. My comment was, "Bear? There's bear in here?" She laughed and said, "yes." So we continued to walk to the car and drove a bit further down the road, but even though we stopped at a bridge on the road we were driving on, I told hubby I was starting to imagine "hoof" sounds. We got back in the car and drove as far as we could and ran into a beautiful little lake but absolutely nothing was around and I decided I didn't even want to get out of the car. The whole time I wasn't thinking bigfoot and we didn't run into any either.

Well, we usually are deeper in the woods than we were that day. Its a rather big area and we were checking out a new section of woods we hadnt hunted before.
Since my Sasquatch interest has flaired up again (thank you internet) everytime I drive by the area Im checking the treeline. I do that everywhere I go actually, any woods or fields, Ive got my eyes peeled. Although Mass isnt known as a Sas hotbed. But it never hurts to be vigilant.

Corey

The frustrating thing about looking for them is they appear to blend so well into their environment. It's only when they leave that environment (crossing roads, etc.) people appear to see them. I look too!

I was recently talking with an old childhood friend and she reminded me of a "not sure" encounter we had many years ago when we were in our middle teens. We had been having a big family 4th of July celebration at my aunts house (less than a mile from where I live now). In the later hours when all the little kids were zonked out, the adults went out to have some fun at the Pioneer Supper Club,lol, leaving us older kids to babysit. We were sitting in the kitchen with the window open when on the service road that runs by her house, it sounded as if someone very large and barefoot was running. We just looked at each other, kind of freaked out, couldnt see much of anything out the window, whatever it was seemed like it must have veered off the road and into the field before it reached the house. It didnt sound like paws or hoofs, but like flesh hitting the pavement.
Definitely a weird experience.

When I was 16 my friends and I had a I don’t know what…we were camping in a small woods that adjoined a fairly large section in a spot that we camped at quite a lot, an um, ya we were celebrating a bit. There were 6 of us that night if I remember correctly. One of our friends wanted to go home so one of the other guys decided he would give him a ride back. It was not to long after they had left when we heard a single person coming up the main trail that leads directly to our campsite. This didn’t really concern us for it wasn’t unusual for some one to drop by and walk up the path to were we camped but it was when we heard what sounded like a tree being broken in half, snap. Ok, that got our attention. We thought it was our friends returning to try and scare us. We called out into the woods and saying basically ha ha, you can’t frighten us. We didn’t really get uneasy though until it approached our camp, and no longer from the main path, and a hell of a lot quieter. Again, we were joking around and being boys, yelling at it like it was our friends and we had busted you out. That though is when it circled our campsite, with a crack here, right in front of you, then a rustle a few seconds latter off to the other side, extremely soundless as it moved around our campsite. Needless to say, the bravado soon wore off and all of us held hands and walked, to scared to run, out to our cars. Soon after we reached our cars our friend returned from dropping of our other buddy…… wondering why we were all standing around our cars holding big sticks. Any way, none of us camped out that night!

I'm new to this forum and have very much enjoyed reading all of your experiences.My encounter took place in early fall 1977or 78, while I was working in a bush camp for Northwood Pulp and Paper.I have recently advised the BFRO of my encounter.I was working in a small logging camp called Mcgregor and commuted back and forth betweeen camp and The city of Prince George B.C. on my motorbike.One evening I went for a ride to the town of Upper Fraser which is approx 9 miles to the north west of camp.As I was approaching the final corner before entering the town site I noticed something dark in the ditch on the left hand side of the road.Thinking it was a black bear I slowed as they have a habit of crossing and I didn't want to hit it on the bike.I was completely astonished to see it stand up and walk out of the ditch on it's hind legs.It crossed in front of me at a distance of maybe 50 yards.Two things,1) It wasn't one of us, and, 2) it wasn't a black bear. I stopped and watched as it entered the opposite ditch and disappeared into the bush.I would estimate it's height at better than six feet,with a heavy build. I did not continue past the place I stopped.I returned to camp and basically kept my mouth shut about it.Funny that the location it came from had previously given me the creeps when I would pass.There is a rocky gorge on that side of the road that's very dark and grown over and never sees much sun light.At the time I was about 18 years old and had read and seen a number of accounts regarding bigfoot in newspapers and on the tv.In closing let me say that I though I would never see one of these beasts but I know what I saw.

Well I have a few not sure's, but this one still keeps me wondering. My family and the 4x4 club we were in had gone to the Omak Stampede, I think it was 1980, then the next couple of days after we stayed in a campground north of Winthrop. We were riding dirt bikes and our bikes around, swimming in the creek ect ect. My buddy’s KX fouled a plug so we dug out his dad’s tool box to work on his bike. We got it fixed but left the tool box on a camp table. By then it was late so we all went to bed, of course us kids went to bed last sitting by the fire just hanging out. Everyone but me was staying in campers or tents, I was in a hammock. The next morning I woke up real early and could hear someone getting into the toolbox that was about 10 feet from me. I didn’t think anyone else was up but I just laid there listening. Then I slowly turned onto my side and everything went quiet. Now, I am still inside my sleeping bag (it was a mummy bag) and cannot see the table with the tool box on it. Then the clinking of tools started again, so I moved a little bit again and it stopped. After a bit it started again, this time I started to sit up and I saw someone walk by my dad’s truck, I just saw the top of the head. I didn’t see anything after that, but then I realized I saw the top of its head over the cab. My dad had a ’76 Ford highboy which even stock was a pretty tall truck. After a bit everyone started getting up so I knew it wasn’t anyone we were with. I never told anyone that was there and didn’t really think it was a Bigfoot until I saw something about it on TV shortly there after. (I think it was an In Search Of episode?) Has anyone ever heard of a BF playing with shiny stuff like tools?

We had something follow us out of Lake 10 which is west of Big Lake Washington near Mount Vernon, never saw anything there, but we could hear it. But I heard of an A class sighting there after that.

I was followed while hunting near Quartz Mountain south of Cle Elum Washington, I was in thick brush working towards a ridgeline, I could hear something following me, but never saw nor smelled anything. Whatever it was it followed me for about 3 hours, guess it figured I was boring and left. What’s strange was how quiet it was, I mean no birds ect, then all of a sudden all was normal. The strange thing about this was I never felt in danger or anything, more like I had a buddy watching my back or something.... I know, weird.

Most recent was at my dads, I was working around his place while on strike. I heard a tree break, then a loud crash, then something walking. Figured it was a tree falling and scared a deer or something. Then it happened again the next day, but then I smelled a wet dog and felt like I was being watched.. My dads dog/wolf was right there but she was dry as a bone and she stayed under my truck, usually she runs all over hell and back till I put her back on her chain. After about 5 minutes the feeling went away, and the dog started sniffing around. Now I know it wasn’t a deer because she likes to chase them at the drop of a hat, and she is scared to death of bears because she was tasted by one up at Baker Lake while on a short lead. About 10 minutes later I could have sworn I heard vocals similar to the Snohomish recordings coming from across the lake which is up near Lake 10. Now I see that there is a sighting posted on BFRO in Walker Valley which is 3 miles behind my dads place, although 25 years ago.

So there you go, nothing that could prove anything, but enough to make people laugh at you if you told them. My wife thinks I am nuts because I do firmly believe there is a Sasquatch, she says completely not possible. Sorry for the long post...

Briefly-

1. At the old Platt National Park in Sulphur, OK. Had something track me and my wife for over a mile 9in the daytime), occasionally throwing rocks. We were on the far SE part of the park, where it is very rugged and few people go. We never felt threatened that it was BF, because we were young and didn't know much about BF. We thought it was an escaped mental patient.

2. In SE OK on Winding Stair Mountain, we had something follow us closely for about 1/4 mile. We never saw it and it tried to circle us and moved very quickly. It was about 2 am and was a warm spring night. When it tried to circle us it spooked my brother inlaw and he shot at the ground with the 22 he was carrying (I had a 12 gauge) about 5 times. Whatever it was stopped following us for awhile, then would come closer, but never as close as it had been when he shot. We both agreed it sounded like a 2 legged critter, but we were young and didn't think BF. We reasoned at the time it was a coyote or mountain lion. Needless to say we made it back to the cabin very quickly.

3. In a WMA in NE OK we went on a primary BF Research survey. Our report is listed under NE OK Bigfoot Research. I plan on going back here in the spring, when I they reopen. There are many sightings from the area.

That's it so far.

Justin

Whitenight, that sounds a whole lot more like a "sure sighting" rather then a "not for sure sighting." To be sure I would not have wanted to be on a bike like you were at the time. Not much protection on a bike. Yikes! The sighting you had - did it have an appearance of being ape-like or human-like or half and half? I know not many are able to make out any facial features so you might not have an answer to that. I've recently made a point of asking those I can with sightings that very question because I can't make up my mind if BF is ape-like in appearance or human-like in appearance or just undecided. It goes without saying that a creature being bi-pedal would be human-like, but I'm talking about facial features if you saw them.

Thanks for your story!

One thing for sure - I would NOT have given my friend my machete!

Hi Maggie! I know when it comes to me, I can't even walk in bare feet - course us kids were forced to wear shoes at all times when we were kids. My mother would tell us that when we were adults we would thank her for it. Maybe so, because my feet are in real good shape today. But with all of the stuff out there to walk/run on you just don't hear people running like that. Maybe there was something different out there. Yikes!

Same thought I had!

I had another not sure encounter during this past Thanksgiving, while staying at the hunting cabin on the Oklahoma ranch I've mentioned before. Sometime during the night I was awakened by wood knocks and whistles from outside the cabin. The windows are fairly drafty and sounds from outside are easily heard. I didn't venture outside of the cabin and was content just to know that the cabin was being checked out by "something". I'll return there when all of the hunting seasons are over.

Hi Dread! I can not imagine sleeping out there in a hammock at a time like that. I can imagine you laying there not wanting to budge an inch. By the way, did anyone determine if there were any tools missing? Great "not for sures" by the way. Thanks!

Hi Justin! Great "not for sure's." It's funny how sometimes the thought of a BF never comes to mind at the time of the experience. The more you get out there the more likely it is to have an experience. Good luck on that! Keep us posted!

I'll contribute a "not sure" encounter that happened to my older brother and a companion while out hunting whitetail deer in November of 75. They were in eastern Wa. at an old mine site making thier way up to an old tailings pile when suddenly they began hearing what sounded like very large logs being broken and also what sounded like some very large rocks or boulders being tossed or moved around. They told me that the sound was approximately 50 yards up the mountain from them. They were in thier late teens at the time and got pretty scared and reluctant to go any further. After about 15 to 20 minutes, the sounds stopped and after waiting another half hour or so, they decided to go take a look, might be a bear!

All they said was that they found the front half a a very human looking foot print in snow on one of the logs that was broken and it was over 8 inches wide showing toes. They have never been back to area and refuse to call that track anything in particular! They did finally state that it was definately NOT a bear track. Some of the rocks that had been moved around were indeed boulder size and could not have been moved by a man. No bear tracks could be located in any of the freshly fallen snow.

Hi Mike! It sure makes you wonder why those rocks and logs were moved around. Maybe like we move our furniture to our liking perhaps?

This summer I was camping with my two kids (9 and 12) up at the family farm in western NC. It is around 60 acres and is surrounded by homes except for the back side which opens up into a considerable amount of woodlands. Most of the farm is covered in thick rhododendrons and mountain laurels. We were camping around a small lake with our two dogs. The night went unevenful other than our two dogs keeping the resident bear at bay. We have 2 or 3 bear and a few deer that I feed mainly to get trailcam pics of them. We don't allow hunting on the place (even though I and several family members hunt we don't hunt it.). Several times during the night our big lab/golden mix would let the bear know to not come in closer to camp. She was sleeping under the truck not far from the tent.
Around 6:00 (it would get light about 7:00 then) I was awaken by a wood knocking sound. Since the place is in a big hollow I assumed the sound was coming from below around the houses. Noise can travel in stange ways in a mountain hollow. I layed back down and a few minutes I heard it again. I was half asleep but stuck my head out of the tent to get a bearing on the noise. That was when the dog came into the tent. She appeared nervous but never barked which was strange. I then heard the noise above the lake around 80 yds up the slope away from the direction of any house. The noise sound was a rapping wood on wood, like an ax handle being swung hard against a tree. I heard the sound maybe 5 or six times with several minutes between the noise. Since the noise was fairly distant I was not real alarmed but more puzzled. The area where the noise was coming from was a laurel thicket with a few oaks mixed in. I had a spotlight but did not use it. I just layed back down and went to sleep. For some reason I felt this was the best thing to do at the time. Later that morning my boy asked me why someone was chopping wood up in the woods at night. He had heard it too.
Now as far as the bf connection. I would never have guessed something like this could happen where it did. I never believed bf existed in the SE, maybe in the swamps of Fla, Al. and eastern Carolinas but not around here. There is really nothing for them to eat around here. Deer are few, the woods are laurel/rhododendron with a few hardwoods throw in there so browse is poor. There is no agriculture to speak of (hence the reasons for a low deer population).
I went up in the woods looking for any sign but found none. I have 2 trailcams set out with bait pretty much year round and never seen anything unusual on them.
Nothing makes sense in that I can think of no animal other than man that could have made that noise. I really don't think it was a bf but this one has me puzzled.
There is a couple of reports listed on BFRO which are fairly close to there but I always thought they were bogus.
One other note of a local legend.
In the early 1900s there was a lodge in the high mountains that offered hunts to find a creature the locals called a Boojum which was a bf-like creature that lived in the Plott Balsams, an area of dense balsam/rhododendron in the higher elevations of the Blue Ridge. The Boojum's mate was known as Hootin' Annie. She was called this due to her roaming the mountains in search of her mate making hoot-like calls. This was of course to boost business at the lodge but is interesting that the legend existed.
Here is a link to the location.
http://www.nature.org/wherewework/northame...s/art10674.html

Laurieb
I don't recall facial features as it happened so quick and I was so shocked at what I was seeing.Yes you guys are correct,that this probably wasn't the correct place to post.

I do remember not wanting to look while laying there, but then again I really wanted to look..... LOL

Not that I am aware of, though I am sure if any tools did come up missing it was blamed on us kids. We were only 13 at the time and I am sure I had misplaced more than a few of my dads tools over the years.

I would have been completely frozen in fear. To be in a mummy bag - you wouldn't have had a chance at running - maybe hopping - but not running.

Hi White! It was a very good report. It was fine that you posted it here. I sure enjoyed it.

Ok, here we go:

I've bee lurking about for a good long time and truly enjoy everyones interactions here on the forum. Here's my not sure encounter, also posted on the TBRC site.

It's been a long family traditon to go camping for Thanksgiving, to the deer lease, or wherever. My folks were fortunate enough to retire as camp hosts in a local National Forest Reacreation Area a couple of years ago and so we go to their campground, the entire extended family, usually about sixty or so. Well, last Thanksgivin' the weather was a bit unruly, we had a regular Blue Norther; thunderstorms with winds over 60Kts, put our little sailboat right up on the pier, took off a few more shingles, etc...It was followed of course by very chilly temperatures, monsoonal rains, and complicated by downed tree branches and such in the woods (several counties actually), ie no power. Nonetheless, we went camping.

It was quite dark, and not very late, when we retired. My daughter and I went into our tent, along with our collie, Harry (Hairy?) and were quietly chatting about the miserable weather. We were waiting for Dad to come in before we turned off the light, however our patience was expended and we doused the light before his return. Within a few seconds of turning off the light we heard very faint footsteps just outside, followed by a quiet "grunt" associated with a slip on gravel; you know, the kind they put on tent sites. The dog didn't budge, we thought "hey, there's Dad". Well, Daddy-O didn't call out, enter the tent or any of that. Turns out, he was up at the house with the folks and the Brother-in-Law. Eventually he did return and woke me up of course, climbing into bed all clammy and cold. And promptly fell asleep. As did myself, and Harry.

To wake up to the loudest "whoooup" I've ever heard. As were my In-Laws and Friends in their tents. Most of the kids slept through, but all of the adults were asking ourselves "what the H@$% was that". We spent a rather sleepless night looking out the windows and shining flashlights into the woods. Apparently, per some of the kids, the big sound was preceded by tree nocking and possibly some vague mumbling--it's been hard to get a good description from them. We of course looked for footprints and such in the morning but honestly didn't find a thing.

I of course have no reason to think this was a Bigfoot. Except that I have never heard such a sound before, except on some websites purported to have Sasquatch recordings.

All right, fire away....

Mp

My guess is that it might have been looking for mice and other small critters to snack on.

No doubt!

Hello everyone, this is my second post, not sure where to put it as I cannot yet post a new topic so here goes...

Well I "came out" to my parents this holiday weekend, when they saw me open Coleman's Bigfoot book as a present from my wife. So anyway, I think I talked them into believing there might just be something out there...

Then, they tell me about some strange experiences in their neck of the woods, as they retired to the mountains of western North Carolina in '98. (I live in Chicago). So anyway, my Mom has definitely heard tree knocks in the past, and my Dad revealed that he once heard screaming - what he thought was a "woman being attacked" down the road. I played some audio clips and Mom right away recognized the wood knocks, Dad couldn't say if the Tahoe screams sounded familiar or not though. I think I intrigued him though by saying that many people report BF screams as sounding like a "woman getting murdered", but much more powerful.

So I showed them some reports on the BFRO from around their area, and I am hoping they keep their eyes/ears peeled from now on. They had been passing off the knocks & other sounds as just normal wildlife making weird sounds, didn't think too much about it until they got a lightbulb from my "explanations" about what the sounds mean from a BF perspective, and past reports from their area. My Dad is from a suburban area, but my Mom grew up in the woods of Upper Michigan, and is pretty familiar with normal wildlife from her childhood.

Another interesting fact, they live on the side of a mountain, literally. It is called "Rumbling Bald Mountain" as there have been reports over the last 150 years of "rumbling" from "within" the Mountain. The geologist explanation is that there are interior caves where boulders are occasionally falling from the ceiling - seems somewhat of an odd explanation. Then I started to think, well some encounters I have read talk of BF dropping/throwing Boulders or pounding the ground, which could possibly have that kind of effect. Just a thought...

Anyway, I know this is not much, but if anyone else has any recent NC / Blueridge mountain activity I would love to hear about it. Thanks!

Where is it that I read; "The indians say the mountains have rocks that roll away at night?"

Had a not sure during Turkey season this fall out in Jackson county. WI. Our hunting camp driveways are approx. 50 yds. apart with shacks and outhouses near the road. Permanent resident Jo accross the road was complaining about a bear emptying his bird feeders. A non believer partner mention the racket the wolves and owls were making the night before and how Jo's bear pooped right behind their outhouse, funny thing, something left a big pile of feces behind our outhouse too. This land is approx. 5 mi. from hwy. k. where there there was a bigfoot sighting last winter. The pile was bigger than any bearshit I've ever seen. I drove over to hwy. k to check out the location of the BFRO report and found k to run by the Winnebago Powwow grounds and Medal of Honor recipient Sgt Mitchall Red Cloud historical marker. "He came from a long line of warriers". Amen

Wow, StaninWI!

I'm here in Minnesota and I've always said that whenever we have driven through Wisconsin on the way up to Duluth or on the way back home, Wisconsin just looks spooky to me. The rest stops along the way are always deserted and likely perfect for a BF visit (just my luck). Wisconsin sure is a beautiful state though. Lots of areas that are still fairly wild and undeveloped.

It's funny that something would go behind the outhouses. Seems like whatever did might have figured out it was the area to do it (being the outhouse and all).

So far we've had a fairly mild season here in Minnesota and I'm assuming that you in Wisconsin are experiencing the same. You know we're going to get some of those days way below zero. You have to feel sorry for anything stuck out there in that kind of cold. What a life.

Keep your eyes peeled when you're up there and let us know. The back area of your outhouse might be just the place for a camera. What an experience that would be getting your picture taken at a time like that. But truly, someone around there just might catch a picture of whatever it is out there. If Jo doesn't want to put one out - maybe you can. Except for the harsh winters in our part of the U.S. - I've always thought if BF isn't in Wisconsin - they aren't anywhere.

I'd be a bit suspicious of the dump behind the outhouse, supposing a human was desperate for a "download" and the aroma of the said outhouse was a bit overpowering, what is likely to happen?

Oooooops!

Here's mine... class C... I was therre, but slept through the icident!

Anyways, me and a few highschool friends still get together once a year for an annual camping trip in the Adiriondack Mountains of upstate NY.

On the particular trip, we were at a fairly wide-open site in the central adirondacks off Rt. 2 between North Hudson and Newcomb... Our site was near the Cheney Ponds/Lester flow area of the Boreas River... which was positioned about 3/4 of mile blow us off to the Southwest...

The early evening was excellent. We made some food, enjoyed the campfire etc... and turned in around midnight into our tents. It was a beautiful, clear night with many stars and no wind.

At some point in the middel of the night (approx. 2-3am), my friend mike was awoken by some sounds of movement in our site... basically heavy-footed bi-pedal footsteps. The ground was very hard - a mix of dry grass and crushed/cobbled rock... so the footsteps we're easily discernable (if you don't sleep like a rock!)

Anyways, he thought it was one of us who had simply gotten up to relieve ourselves, but the movement went on for a few minutes... the animal circling our tents a few times then walking down the hill a bit around our parked vehicles...

Mike became suspicious and thought someone was up and messing around... he shouted out something to the effect of "hey, who's up out there..."

He got no response, but whatever it was immediately approached his tent directly and came within a few feet of it. Mike recalled later that at this point, he became a little shaken... The hair stood up on the back of his neck and he said he placed his hand on his .357 which was holstered next to his sleeping bag. He said on approach to within feet of his tent, he could tell whatever it was was VERY BIG... the sound of the bi-pedal steps at close range seemed to indicate a very large man and he could hear deep, protracted breathing once it was within a few feet of his tent.

Then, whatever it was circled his tent a couple times and really freaked him out when it walked through and caught (or reached down and grabbed!) one of his tent fly lines that was attached to the bottom corner of his tent poll pocket... releasing the fly on one corner (he has one of theose green Eureka A-frame tents...)

Mike said he got little sleep that night and listened to whatever it was traverse around the campsite for over an hour. The next morning, another friend said he was awoken just before dawn and heard some very strange movement about the campsit as well.

There was no vocalizations or noxious odor with this incident.

My tent was 20 feet away from Mike's and I slept like a rock through the entire incident.

Q: What is the thinking behind the foul odor that Squatches are known to emanate and why is it smelled in some incidents and not others? Is a type of territorial marking that they can emanate at will? I wonder what the speculation on that is....

I live in NJ,not exactly prime bigfoot territory,however,if any of you have been on www.bfro.com and looked at the sightings reports,youll see there were a few good incidents near where i live.My experience came about 10 years ago, near a hunting cabin in the pine barrens where i hunt(pine barrens is home to the jersey devil)I didnt see a bigfoot,but i may have heard it.I had just arrived at the cabin for the start of deer season(6 day firearm season) i was with a buddy,we arrived at about 9 pm on sunday night.The other hunters,maybe 6 or so,weere already in the cabin playing cards.My buddy Jim and i,parked about 75 yards away from the cabin.We got our guns out of the truck,and our other stuff,and walked through the dark toward the cabin.All of a sudden,about 20 or 30 yards to my right,i heard a horrible screaming/roaring type sound.IT WAS IN A WORD,"UNGODLY",almost demonic.The hairs stood up on the back of my neck,,it happened so fast that i didnt know if i heard what i did.I turned to my buddy,and he looked at me.I knew by the look in his eyes that he had heard it too.Before we could say anything,we heard it again,and we could hear the branches moving in the woods near us.At this point we both ran full speed to the cabin-i hit the door so hard,that i knocked the door half off its hinges-scarring the guys inside.They asked us"what the heck is going on?"" We were out of breath,just relieved to get inside,and trying to catch our breath.We soon settled down and told our story,which cought some laughs from the guys,they asked us why we were scared since we both had guns,and we told them guns are useless unloaded,and in the case! Well that was pretty much it.The sound was like a cross between a mountain lion and grizzly roar.As i said before,i heard it but never saw it.I have hunted that area for years,and never saw anything unusual.My buddy tried to tell me later that we heard a buck grunting during mating season.Ive been hunting for 20 years,and heard alot of deer sounds,grunts,and vocalizations,and i know it wasnt a deer! Maybe it wasnt bigfoot,but it wasnt a deer.Anyone else from Jersey here?

I know of the tent you speak of - the Eureka - we have one also = a nice tent. If the fly had come off enough your friend would have seen a pretty good shadow of what was out there. I can only imagine what it must have been like for your friend. I would have been unable to move and barely able to breathe given the same circumstances. Great story and welcome to BFF!

That was some experience! I think I would have headed for the vehicle and the trip would have been over for me.

Welcome to BFF!

Since I told about my not sure encounter last May, I have heard the same vocalizations two more times.

Once was in mid November just after dark. I was outside, when I heard cows making a lot of noise about a half mile away. Mixed in with the cows' excited bawlings was the same sound that I had heard last Spring. It sounded like whatever was making the sounds was intentionally trying to scare the cows. It lasted about 45 seconds & after it stopped, there were no more sounds from the cows or the noise that was scaring them.

About three or four weeks later, I was standing in the back door about 8 pm, & heard the sound again. This time, there were no cows bawling, just this huge, almost human yell. It was closer than any of the other times I had heard it. I ran in the house & told my husband & we went out on the porch to listen. After a few minutes the coyotes started howling, & he tried to convince me that that was what I had heard, but I knew better.

The next morning, when I went out to feed our cows, I noticed that about a hundred feet of fence was laying on the ground, but the cows weren't out. They were huddled together beside the closed gate going to the barn. They had no interest in eating, & when I opened the gate, they ran to the barn & wouldn't come out. Occasionally, one would walk out & look nervously toward the creek & then hurry back in the barn.
They stayed in the barn for three days, only leaving twice a day to drink. It was two weeks before they would go back to their hay feeder beside the creek.

I didn't hear anything that night, but I can guess what happened.

Hi Countrycousin!

To be sure that was odd behavior coming from the cows. When you live out in the country I can imagine feeling like you're all alone out there then all of a sudden you hear something like that and you really have to wonder. I remember staying on my aunt's mink farm one summer. There were trees out back of the property, but there was nothing back there (not enough trees). The only thing I saw in the way of a critter was a snake about 4-5 inches in diameter. It had it's head in one hole and the other end in the other. I still wonder what kind of snake that was. Supposively there are no poison ones in Minnesota.

There are Rattlesnakes on the bluffs along the Mississippi river. Both sides.

Whoa! It's a good thing that both ends were in a hole then. Us kids were pretty young and we kicked it a few times as it was moving into one of the holes.

I think the best way to sum up my possible experiences is to say it's "circular"

I mean, I frequently travel to some pretty remote areas and in some cases when I thought I might have stumbled across something unusual I kept going around in circles making excuses for what I saw, trying to rationalize and uncover every possibility for seeing (or lack thereof) and experiencing the situation at the time.

What has drawn me to become a member of this board and to become more of a believer is the posts about Ontario sightings, especially those from Doctor Moreau and DonR which I have found fascinating and very convincing. I have always had an interest in BF to the point where I have investigated some of the areas that have been described on this board. Im stunned by the vastness of this province and the many areas that a creature could lurk, undetected, yet I have always been hesitant to join or be part of the internet community with regards to this subject until I had a clear understanding of what I and many others are looking to find.

As the subject of this topic states, your NOT SURE encounter, I can only tell you that although I have not seen the elusive creature known as Bigfoot, I have come across evidence that could perhaps strongly suggest the presence of something unusual. Loud calls very similar to those that have been linked/posted to this board. Strategically placed bait stations which have been fed upon by something which must require good strength and perhaps dexterity and scat which I cant identify - and I do not claim to be a professional. I am only going into the bush loaded with information I have learned from my own personal interest and conviction. In closing, Although I havent seen BF, I am now a believer.

A warm hello to everyone on this board. Happy New Year!
NorthBoy.

This is a not sure sighting I had a few years ago, 2002 or 3 I think. It wasn't very exciting, just kind of strange. I was driving from my home in Isanti, Mn. to Forest Lake, Mn. and I took a shortcut via co. rd. 24. This takes you around the south western edges of Carlos Avery Game Preserve. I'm not sure If what I saw was on the preserve, or private property, because there are a few scattered houses in this area also. This was a winter where we didn't get snow until February, and I think this happened in late January. It was bitterly cold and windy. Also, this was after the summer that there was a huge fire in the preserve, that burned off a lot of brush. I was making a left curve with another car following close behind me. I slowed down to about 30mph. because it was a spot where I had seen large herds of deer congregated on numerous occasions in the past. As I rounded the curve, I looked to my left (where I've seen deer) and peered into the sapling sized trees that line the curve. I was surprised by how far I could see into the woods due to the lack of brush & folliage from the fire. I didn't see any deer, but standing next to a tree I saw a hominid with it's right arm up, sort of resting it on a branch of the largest tree in this cluster, maybe a smaller scrub oak. The rest of the trees were most likely poplars. It seemed to be watching my car & the one behind, perhaps to cross the road after we passed. As I passed it kept it's head turned right watching the car behind me.
My first thought was wow, a bigfoot, and that's all there is to my first and maybe only sighting. I felt sort of let down. I was on my way to work & didn't have time to circle back to check it out, also the car behind was riding pretty close & I didn't have time to slow down any more than I was going already. So the sighting lasted maybe 40 seconds. It was very sunny out, but it was standing back in the trees that provided a little shade. It was approx. 20 feet into the trees, plus about 15 feet of road from the left lane, so about 35 to 40 feet away. So I had a pretty good veiw of it, but not close enough to see, teeth, eyeballs, individual fingers, of if any sparse hair was on the face. It was in long grass so the feet were not visible, and I couldn't see any ears.
It was about 6.5 feet tall, or maybe 7 due to the grass. It was all black except for the face and hands which looked like a tan color, sort of like a paper grocery bag. Not very dark, or pink. The eyes looked black, but were recessed back under a heavy brow. I don't recall if I saw heavy eyebrow hair or not. It was not big and bulky, but rather had a lean but very muscular body. Like a gymnast, no extra fat on the body.
And I could see well defined muscles in the thighs & calves. The torso was also well muscled, with wide but not excessivly broad shoulders. I didn't see any breasts or genitals, so it could have been any sex, & may have been a juvenile. It had a sloping forehead that went back a ways to what looked like short black bangs, higher on the head. Then the back of the head tapered into a rounded point, sort of like a football.
From the profile it seemed to have a slighlty protruding muzzle, not as much as a chimps, but about as much as you see on some poeple. It had a protruding chin, but not a huge chin, and the shoulders sloped up to blend into the head, so no noticeble neck structure, although it did have its head turned slightly.
The overall appearance was that of an olympic speed skater. The hair must have been fairly short and dense, because it looked solidly black, but not shiny like spandex, and not shaggy or matted. Like it was built for speed and strength. The hands looked long, with tan colored palms and fingers. The black arm hair looked like it extended down the tops of the hands past the wrists.
I know it wasn't a positive id, but I couldn't figure out why a person would be dressed like that in that weather, with no ice or snow. Unless it was an extreme sports enthusiast, who maybe stepped off the road for a nature break or something. It's also strange that my first reaction was that I had seen a genuine BF.