I've been to Independance Oak park. it is probably a low grade habitat.

I have heard deer make a deep escaping whoosh/snort noise through their nose. It is not only a warning to other deer, but it clears their noses and lets them scent the area better. Usually it is when they are just minding their own business, and they catch a whiff of something theyre not sure of. I've had them walk under my tree stand, and then when they catch my scent, stop, and do that whoosh/snort thing and then run off.

Also, maybe your BF is an avid reader of High Times, and he was interested in your cultivating methods, he may even be doing a paper on the response of planters to something unkown disturbing their 'farm'. He left the one unharmed as a control for his experiment. :laugh:

I'll be on the lookout for cougars from now on, because they're actually likely to attack. I doubt they move plastic and screen though.

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Drew,

Good info. You could be right.


Volsquatch,

great resource.

Okay, I have to ask......What are you planting????

:new_whistle:
This is on the verge of becoming an episode of the "Trailer Park Boys"

BTW you may want to rent or buy (from Canada) their DVD's to learn how they solved this very problem...

mesabe...

Oh ya, the Samscranch! Too funny! :laugh:

bobber,

nothing now. the would-have-been crop is dead. It could have turned out to be cannabis, but that seems to have overshadowed the question of how often sasquatchs have been reported to meddle.

The huffing has been ruled out, but the intervention (quite a pun) hasn't.

Maybe he got hungry!

LOL

TKD

I thought so, the climbing over fences to "garden" in the wee hours was my first clue.....in all seriousness, I'm sure your hearing deer, they huff, they snort, they can scare the crap out of you in the dark while your creeping around disturbing them, and if there are Cougar in the area, venison is their meal of choice....the entire project could be bad for your health and well being from both nature and the law, and I don't believe BF has anything to do with any of it.....just my opinion......

High Bobber,
Another possibility is that the ranger stumbled onto your sharecropping project, started dismantling it, then decided to try to catch you with the other set. There might be trail cams pointed at it as we speak...

"High Bobber" :laugh: Nice Pun although I don't partake of his particular horticulture, you could be right since he's given directions to his hotspot....

:doh:
Sorry, I shudda looked back before I sent that, to see who I was replying to. Maybe it falls under short term memory loss...mesabe

:laugh: No Problem, mesabe.....

Good grief! Cannabis? :doh: Can you see if you can start your own thread now seeing as how a lot of us like this thread the way it is (Not Sure Encounters).

Laurie,

I'll second that.

Sunflower

We (my Wife & I and our 3 dogs, Maggie & Katy—2 Labrador Retrievers & Ellie--1 Rottweiler) went down to the cabin this past weekend of 7-9 July 2006.

Friday evening after we got all settled in and while we were sitting around the firepit watching the fire I started hearing some whoops and then some howls very far off in the distance (probably 1 1/2 miles away). My Wife says she didn't hear the whoops but I have been listening for these types of strange noises since my last "possible encounter" in March of 2005. She said that she heard what she thought were some possible coyotes. These sounds weren't from any animal I know of in the woods of Missouri. They never came any closer than about a mile from the cabin.

We went to bed at about 10:15 after listening to the St. Louis Cardinals baseball game (which they WON). We had the windows open and a cool breeze was blowing in keeping us nice and cool all night long (the temp dropped to 59 degrees at 03:30AM). There was about a half-moon shining brightly. I was just drifting off to sleep (my Wife was already asleep-heavy sleeper) and at about 11:05PM the night sounds stopped (even the whippoorwills). About 4-5 minutes later I heard something heavy-footed walking in the brush maybe 45-50 yards from the cabin going down the road we use to get the tractor down to the meadow to brushhog our trails. No smell, no other sounds, just a very heavy set of footfalls like a very big animal would make. I never saw anything, just heard the footfalls

I got up Saturday morning at 06:45AM and after a light breakfast, got on the tractor and then brushhogged about 3 1/2 miles of trails all over our property. It took about 5 1/2 hrs as I make sure that the trails are about 6'-8' wide. I then went out to each of the 8 game trail cameras that I put out on the property (6-digital and 2-35mm). I downloaded the pictures into my laptop computer and took it back up to our cabin. We had 53 pictures of deer, 1 of a coyote, 2 of turkeys and 2 of something small that we couldn't identify. We will try to enhance those 2 later with a friend who has some really amazing enhancement equipment. We went to town, dropped off the 35mm film at Wal-Mart for develoing and headed out for a real nice fish dinner Saturday evening. After dinner we picked up the CDs from Wal-Mart (we later found that there were 14 more pictures of deer & turkeys on these 2 rolls of film) and came back to the cabin around 8:30PM. We were sitting on the front porch before going to bed and at about 9:45PM all of a sudden my Wife heard some squeaking sounds coming from the brush about 35 yards off to the right of the porch. Then I heard some grunting sounds a little closer. At this point I had my Wife take the dogs into the cabin as I didn't know what was out there. I picked up my Glock .45 pistol (with the spare magazines) & got the 12 gauge shotgun out from behind the door (loaded with 00 buckshot). I sat out on the porch and listened, with the porch light off, for about 15 minutes as the grunting (and this wasn't the noises a wild hog makes) and squeaking continued until it went completely away. Again there was no smell or unusual odor of any kind that I could smell. Later after we had gone to bed (about 12:15AM) the night sounds completely stopped and about 4-5 minutes later I heard the same noises again for about 10 minutes. Again I heard the heavy footfalls going down one of the newly brushhogged trails about 30-35 yards from on the left side of the cabin. They were going away from the cabin. I was the only one who heard them because my Wife was already asleep. We all got up Sunday morning and after I investigated the trails and found nothing (no footprints or anything else), we ate breakfast, packed the truck up and left to get home.

That is where stand, no audio was obtained, no pictures of any "Bigfoot", just weird sounds.

~~ radmohunter ~~

I went down to our cabin Friday afternoon, 21 July 2006. After I got down to the cabin and unloaded food and water I decided to go take down the 3 game trail cameras that I hadn't been able to get to the last time I was down. I figured I needed to retrieve and clean and ready them to put out again Saturday. I got the 1st 2 taken down and went toward the 3rd one on farther down this 1/4 mile trail. I got to about 45 feet from a small dry creek bed when I came up to a small log (about as big as my bicep about 8' long and 6" in diameter) that was laying on the trail. I got off the ATV and picked up and threw the log into the woods a few feet. I got back on the ATV and started forward. When I got about 25'-30' from the dry creek bed I heard the brush on my right bursting with activity. I stopped and saw 2 small does and 2 fawns come busting along the dry creek bed as fast as they could run. About 5 seconds later I saw a mature doe come along the same dry creek bed as fast as the 1st ones. She stopped in the middle where the trail and the dry creek bed cross. She looked 1st at me and then behind her and then shot forward along the dry creek bed as if the devil himself itself was after her. I didn't see or hear anything behind her at all. No smell, no brush crashing, nothing at all. I proceeded along to my camera location and stopped and turned the ATV off. I retrieved my camera, got back on and started the ATV and went back down the trail the way I had come. When I got to where I had thrown the log off the trail I had to stop. The log was back on the trail only lengthwise so I could ride over it if I wanted to. I got off the ATV and again threw the log off the trail. I went back to the cabin and stayed there all evening. No strange noises, sights or sounds. On Saturday I cut brush, cleaned up around the cabin, used the lawn mower and did a lot of little things that I needed to get done. At about 5:00PM I took the three game trail cameras back down and started placing them where I wanted to put them out. The camera that I wanted to put back down at the end of that trail I saved for last. I finally had all the others done and again went back down this trail again to the location I wanted. When I got to the spot where the log had been IT WAS BACK ACROSS THE TRAIL AGAIN. I put out that camera and beat a hasty retreat to the cabin. Again, no strange noises, sights or sounds. I came home Sunday afternoon, 23 July 2006. I don't quite know what to think of this strange occurrence. I did see someone out hunting earlier Friday evening (poaching most likely). But, I saw no one other than that.

Hey Radmohunter,

Thank you for your post. It would be interesting if you set up a few of your game cameras to monitor the log area. Then remove the log from the trail as you normally would and wait to see if it reappears on the trail. Then check the cameras. Also, maybe create some mud areas baited with something like, tuna, peanut butter, whole apples or berries suspend in the middle of the mud so that no normal animal could access the bait.

Where generally in MO is your cabin? I happen live in SW MO, but grew up in IL near St. Louis.

That, my friend, is quite creepy :new_weirdsmiley:

Radmohunter- I think mosas has a great idea of focusing the camera on the log. If nothing else, to see who's been moving it. It could very well be the poacher you talk about. He could hear you shut the ATV off to move the log, therefore knows exactly how much time he has to hide himself.

The part about "beat a hasty retreat to the cabin" was sure not lost on me.

This last story raised more questions for me then answers.
First of all why do you tie this into a Bigfoot ? You must be or it would not be posted in here.
Next of all are you 100% sure that is was the same one every time ? Could a tree above the trail not be dropping them and they just happen to look alike ? If say a bird or Squirrel or something was up there then they could have caused them to drop.
I also go along with a poacher messing with it. If he was using a bow he may have had it there as a distance marker so he know how far it was there.

Then you go into the hasty retreat stuff. You must be into Bigfoot some or you would not be here. If so why run from one that is not showing some signs of danger. The other replies as well that said they got why you got away fast. To me someone who wants to see one know about them and every thing else should be doing many things instead of getting out of there. The only reason to run away is if they are showing some sort of sign that they do not want you there. By a stick being on a trail is not doing that. Now if it was throwing it at you that would be different :-)

:new_rolleyes: Uh, if this was a report of a bigfoot sighting it wouldn't be in the "Not For Sure" thread. "Not For Sure" means the person simply does NOT know. Why would you then expect anything more then the retelling of the "Not for Sure" experience? No one has an obligation to you to instantly turn into BF Researcher just because you think they should have. Even if it was a poacher, there is a lot of meth being cooked by humans out there (on other people's property) so why shouldn't that thought make him nervous as well? Just because it's a human doesn't make it safe. He was uncomfortable with verifying if it was a BF for you. Get over it! There are tons and tons of "Not For Sure" experiences on this "Not For Sure" thread. You've got a lot of interrogations to conduct if that's the purpose of this thread (which it's NOT!). :doh:

Our property is near Boss, MO and has Mark twain National Forest on all 4 sides. I live in Hazelwood, MO myself. Water is not readily available but I may try that sometime. The game cameras are where they are fo a reason, to find out where the deer are moving for deer season. I had a camera at that point for a couple months last year pointed down that same trail and didn't get one pic of a deer. That is why I moved it to the end of the trail.

1. I tie this not into BIGFOOT but into an encounter in the woods that I am not sure of. YES, I HAVE HAD THESE STRANGE EXPERIENCES AND THEY "SOUND LIKE " THINGS I HAVE HEARD ABOUT BIGFOOT. THAT IS WHY I COMMENTED ON THEM HERE.

2. The poacher I talked about was too far away to get to this log unless he wasSUPERMAN. We don't know what is out there in the woods all the time.

3. No, it couldn't have ben a squirrel to have knocked over this tree. It was a tree that had been knocked down across the trail and when it fell (I assume) it broke into 4-5 pieces. The biggest piece was the 8' section that lay across the trail and that was the only one to have been moved.

4. I also am a bowhunter and if this was a distance marker why would it have been placed lengthwise down the trail then again across the trail the next day.

5. I beat a hasty retreat because I DON'T WANT TO MEET UP WITH SOMETHING IN THE WOODS THAT MIGHT HARM ME. In my cabin or around it I am more assured that I have the advantage as I am armed then with a shotgun as well as my .45ACP Glock.

6. Why do you have to try to "defeat" or "demean" my "possible encounter" ?? I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS. I ONLY PUT IT OUT HERE FOR CONSIDERATION. I AM NOT A BIGFOOT RESEARCHER and I never played one on TV nor did I stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night. This is why a lot of normal people don't report these strange occurrances.......because of people like you who have to blast them out of the water. LET IT BE AND DON'T COMMENT IF YOU HAVE NOTHING POSITIVE TO SAY !!!

~~ radmohunter ~~

6. Why do you have to try to "defeat" or "demean" my "possible encounter" ?? I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS. I ONLY PUT IT OUT HERE FOR CONSIDERATION. I AM NOT A BIGFOOT RESEARCHER and I never played one on TV nor did I stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night. This is why a lot of normal people don't report these strange occurrances.......because of people like you who have to blast them out of the water. LET IT BE AND DON'T COMMENT IF YOU HAVE NOTHING POSITIVE TO SAY !!!

~~ radmohunter ~~
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Welcome to the board radmohunter! :new_weirdsmiley:

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6. Why do you have to try to "defeat" or "demean" my "possible encounter" ?? I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS. I ONLY PUT IT OUT HERE FOR CONSIDERATION. I AM NOT A BIGFOOT RESEARCHER and I never played one on TV nor did I stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night. This is why a lot of normal people don't report these strange occurrances.......because of people like you who have to blast them out of the water. LET IT BE AND DON'T COMMENT IF YOU HAVE NOTHING POSITIVE TO SAY !!!

~~ radmohunter ~~
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Welcome to the board radmohunter! :new_weirdsmiley:
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radmohunter,I've been reading the threads here for several weeks and logged on as a member yesterday. I've been leary of being called out and trashed and have not posted what i've seen and heard. But when i read your place was in Boss Mo. i thought i'd let you know the experiances i had were just Southwest of Van Buran. I've been reading the posts trying to find some answers and have read threads very simular to what happened in my case. That being said, i think i'll just keep reading for now. I'm not very computer savvy, so forgive me for any mistakes. Thanks

DINGUS,

If you want to email me and tell me of your experiences you may do so. My email address is: radmohunter@charter.net I am VERY INTERESTED as Van Buren is not that far from the Boss, Bunker, Salem, Bixby, Viburnum, Potosi area and it might help me in confirming or disproving my situation.

Thanks, ~~ radmohunter ~~

Thanks, thats why i thought it might be of interest (being in that part of the state). A group of us have deer hunted down there for some 20 years. As i said i came here for information and that alone. I'm a pretty fair still hunter-tracker and i think thats why i've had some things happen that i can't explain. Rock throwing twice and vocals once, over a 5 year period. I might as well start here with one of my questions. Has anyone heard the Whoop (i've read about here numerous times) followed by and tied together with what i can only describe as a (hog with his head caught in a fence). This call or what ever you choose to call it, lasted about 3 to 5 seconds. From a distance of about 2 to 3 hundred yds. it was very loud. I listened to alot of the tapes of so called BF vocalizations (wolves and coyotes) in my opinion. I'm not saying it was a BF, but whatever it was it has me stumped. Thanks for your time....

You might well get an answer or suggestion to your question here, but be sure that you acknowledge radomohunter's email address and make a note of it before it's deleted. Because of outsiders abusing email addresses I think the administrators/moderators might delete it. The aministrators on this forum have warned us not to post our email address for that reason. With your not having enough posts yet, it will be a little while before you can email through the forum here.

Thanks!

Laurie

Noted, and thanks. radmohunter, sorry for not getting back with you. I'm still searching the threads and commenting here and there. Sat. and Suns. i'm usually out fishing this time of year, this forum is addictive. I'm handicapped educationally compared to most here i'm affraid. I've had to turn to the Webster's several times the last few days. I'll be in touch when i've (hopefully) got some answers. Again, thank you....

When I was a kid, early 70s, my parents took me to see a documentary about bigfoot. This in theaters, but I cant' tell you the title or who directed it. It shared the crap out of me. Not long after that we went to my uncle's land in Danger Field Texas.It was rural but not "isolated." There was a dense stand of pine trees right behind his house. I am not really sure how far those woods go. This is east Texas, piney woods.

Before I go on I need to say something about my uncle so you will understand why this story is meaningful to me. My uncle and my Dad grew up in East Texas, Hoppkins county, "Sulpher Springs." They were farm boys and both moved to the city and my uncle became a teacher and got a Ph.D. in history, my father was a air craft tool designer. They could both do all the things that boys growing up in East Texas of the early 20th century could do, hunt, fish, farm, shoot, fight, spit, raise dogs, they did it all. The difference was my father loved it, my uncle was an unbran dweller since he was old enough to walk.He didn't like animals, he hated growing things, he didn't hunt because he wanted to, he did because everyone else did.

One time a boy's father killed himself and my Dad and uncle were sent to find the boy who was hunting in the woods at night. They eventually found him but my Uncle (who was older) told my father not to tell the kid what happened at the house, but to wait until they got back.. So they laughed and joked all the way back. when they got there my uncle said "Ok now we have to be honest, your father killed himself tonight, I'm really sorry." The other kid cursed at him and said "why didn't you tell me?" He said, because I didn't want you to run off hysterically and break your neck falling a hole in the dark."

Years latter he had retired from teaching and moved to this stand of country land near his wife's family. We would go see them when cowboy games were blacked out (yes,in the late 60's and ealry 70s they did actually sometimes fail to sell out and when that happened they were blacked out in Dallas, that hasn't happened many times since about 1970). But after the game my uncle was showing my father a hunting rifle. I don't know what kind, it fired a lot of rounds, it was simi automatic and it was very powerful. He seemed very proud of it. I never knew him to hunt, so I ask why he got it. He said "O I hunt some deer now and then."

We had an occasion to be alone for a moment and he asked "do you believe in bigfoot?" I was taken aback by the question coming out of the blue like that and said "I don't know." He said "well some people believe they exist." I said "do you think that rifle would kill one?" He looked at me with a very serious look and said, after a long serious pause, "I think so." Many tin cans and bottles were slaughtered that evening but there was not much more talk of bigfoot. A couple of years latter a friend came with us to my uncle's place. This guy was into back packing. He wanted to go hike in the woods. We were also going to smoke dope in the woods, We ate a light lunch and set out.

Suddenly my Uncle came running after us, shouting hysterically. I looked into his face and he looked scared to death. He shouted at us not to go in the woods. We were in mid teens. My friend was an boy scout we had been in woods all our lives, I'd been in those woods when they first moved there. But he was almost beside himself over the prospect.. This guy who thoughtfully considered not telling his friend about his father so he would not run off grief stricken and hurt himself was in wild eyed panic. I asked him why shouldn't we go into the woods? He looked doubfounded, he was grasping for a moment as though he didn't know himself but was trying to figure it out. Eventually he said,"you'll get lots of ticks, it's real think you might get lost."

It seemed both he and my aunt, when we got back, were dead set against us going into the wood but they could only give lame reasons. It's like they weren't saying something. I never pressed them on it. It didn't really occur to me "he's afraid there's a bigfoot in there," because I thought backt hen they were onlyin the North West. Years latter, as I read accounts of Texas sightings I began to think about it. I just can't help but wonder but I'll never know.

I just had another "not sure" encounter. I can't remember if I posted before, but years back I was walking through the woods behind my house with a friend, and we heard SOMETHING. We were on an old logging trail, and it was pretty void of sticks and leaves or anything that could make noise. We were just walking and talking, and heard some LOUD footsteps on the hill to our right. We stopped everything, no more walking, no more talking, hell, I don't think either of us were breathing. Seconds after we stopped, the footsteps stopped. We took a few more steps, and whatever was up there took a few more steps. Now I've lived in the woods all my life (well, not IN them, but you know), and this was NOT a bear. This continued for what seemed like forever, but was probably just a few minutes. We'd step, it'd step. It seemed to be toying with us. We took off running, we were only in the fourth grade or so, we were just scared. If I could go back and do it again, I'd walk up that hill and see what was up there.

Well, I had another ocassion tonight. I opened up the back door to let my cat in, and heard something BIG messing with a tree near the house. I turned on the light which illuminated the area pretty well and couldn't see anything, and as soon as the light came on the noise stopped. I went inside to grab a flashlight and walked around the area, couldn't find anything. It hasn't rained in awhile, so there wasn't any nice mud or anything to leave a footprint in, so I found no real evidence of anything there. But I know what I heard. Whatever it was made some loud grunting noises, and was russling the leaves in the trees, probably about 6 feet off the ground. I don't know what it was, honestly, it was probably a bear in this second incident, but if it was a bear, it was a huge one, 'cause it was making more noise than most bears do.

Your thoughts?

Hi Goatman!

I agree, your uncle's reaction to your going into the woods was an unusual reaction, but did you ever ask him later if it was because of BF? (Maybe it didn't occur to you then.) If you can still ask him, I would.

Welcome to BFF!

Hi Reeve!

What my first instinct would be if I was concerned about what was coming into my home space would be to install security lights. I love ours. We don't have any concerns about a BF coming into our home space, but we have them to discourage a stranger from coming into our area. They don't cost much to put in. They must not be too difficult to put in because my hubby installed them himself. Anything setting off the lights will be caught in the light and if you happen to be looking soon enough you'll likely see what it is. I caught a couple of raccoons snooping into the bird seed one night. They were actually quite large. I've never seen them during the day and I would never have guessed that we had those anywhere in our yard. They not only set off the lights, but I got the opportunity to see what they were. Like I said, the lights are nice to discourage strangers coming into the yard also so they're worthwhile to install. They can give you some peace of mind.

Welcome to BFF!

Unfortunatley he's no longer living. In fact he's been dead many years. It's odd but I didnt' connect it at the time. It had been a couple of years since the gun cleaning incicdent when we spoke of BF and I was just so unaware of them in any other area but the Pascific Northwest. Although I should have been, because I recall a new story on tv when I was a kid of people investigating for BF in Texas. But there just wasn't anything to connect it at that time.

I put a really big dog food bowl that says "killer". I don't have a dog. Nor do I have any strangers coming to the door.

Sorry, off topic. Very hot here today, 118 degrees in my office

cheers

Alex

Hi Goatman!

I kind of figured that would be the case. Just thought I'd ask. It would be neat to know now, wouldn't it? I'll bet you wouldn't go back down there in those woods now knowing what you know now. Texas appears to be a rather active state with BF sightings. It would have been neat if your uncle would have shared any experiences if he had any. With what he said to you and your friend, it almost leads you to believe he had some experience that was maybe quite frightening to him - especially given the gun he had.

Quite all right, Alex! We just got through with over 100 here in Minnesota and that was bad enough. We're going up by Lake Superior for a few days to cool off. I'm sure just because we're doing that, it will cool off at home.

Laurie

I hope it does cool off there. My husband is there at the moment and he says your A/C sucks! His hotel room is HOT. LOL

Oh gosh, I'll bet it has been bad! I can't imagine what we've had with no A/C. Today was better, though somewhat muggy. We had rain. It is supposed to be fairly cool until Friday when it will get up to 91 again. For the time being it should be better for your hubby. I hope he doesn't have to be here long if it's going to be hot. We'll likely get back in time for the heat to go up again. Just our luck! We're leaving while it's cool and coming back in time for the heat! :laugh:

Well my friends Jerry, Mike, and I went out into the woods behind his house at about 10 PM. Ok the woods led straight up a hill. At the top of the hill was flat for a good stretch. But there is some Pine trees and bushes all over. We had flashlights but found out you can see better with them off since the moon was so bright that night.
Well once we got to the top we heard some rustling around and my friends stupid cat had followed us so poor Jerry had to hold it the whole time so it wouldn't run off.
Then, all of a sudden, this nasty smell hit us. Definitely wasn't a skunk or a dead animal. It was really nasty. I can't even describe unless you want me to get really nasty lol. There was some more rustling around behind us at the tree line leading back down to his house. We turned and the cat in my friends arm went NUTS. It was clawing him and screeching and everything like it was scared to death. Then we heard like someone was running off deeper into the woods.
Well we looked around some more and found nothing. So we went back and on our way back towards the house(the direction we heard the sounds) there was a bunch of broken sticks. They were very thick but I don't want to say logs because they weren't that thick. It looked as though someone very heavy stepped on them and broke them and I do not recall any of us having to step over any sticks or braking any.

I know there is plenty of explanations for these happenings but it is just one I am still not sure about. This took place in Miller County, Missouri. Febuary 2006

Hi Fuzmaster!

The second you mentioned the cat being with I just knew someone was going to be full of scratches. It's next to impossible to hang onto a cat when they're upset like that. I find animal's sense of danger quite fascinating. We aren't able to sense danger anywhere near like an animal can. Did you happen to notice if any nature sounds stopped at this time? I've talked to someone who says they are thankful for the stopping and starting of the nature sounds. It gives him warning when something is present and when the nature sounds start up again he's fairly confident that things are okay and whatever it was has left. If your friend managed to hang onto his cat during the experience - I'm impressed.

Yeah he had to sucker punch it lol(sorry animal rights activists but he had to!)
It was dead silent. Pretty creepy. It was COLD when we did this and it was just dead silent except for Jerry getting mad at the cat.

I resemble that remark, Laurie. I am always glad to have that "warning" when the natural night (and it only seemd to happen at night) sounds totally cease. I can prepare myself for whatever is about to happen and arm myself (of course I NEVER go around in the woods-day or night-without being armed) and make myself ready for "whatever". During the day you are never quite sure so PROTECT YOURSELF AND YOUR FAMILY BY ANY MEANS POSSIBLE !!!

~~ radmohunter ~~

Being a cat owner, one thing I've learned is when a cat gets spooked they just run blind. I don't think they even have any idea where they're running to. Our cats really freak when they have to go to the vet. I can't trust my husband to hold on to them when they're that way. He instintively and automatically lets go of them when they get like that. We had to rescue a cat in our back yard. He would get ahold of it, but when the cat would try it's dangest to get away - he would just let go and the cat would get away again. His excuse is he doesn't want to hurt them. Oh yea! Let the cat go to get hit by a car! The last time he did that with a cat I couldn't help it - I asked him how he could be so stupid! I've just learned if a cat needs to be controlled - it is not going to be him to do the job. So, whatever it takes to save the cat's life is what you gotta do. A cat getting hurt is a heck of a lot better then ending up dead.

That's always the way it works! My mom used to live in Winnipeg and come to Minnesota to go shopping!

We are going to Vancouver Island for the weekend and the forecast says it will be half of what it is here in Ontario right now! 40 degrees C now and 20 there on the weekend (conversion is 1.8 x C + 32 = F)

But on a sasquatch related note, do you think the big guy would even come out during the day in this heat?


Cheers

Alex

It must have been the late 70's that it happened. My family and I had gone to Branson Missouri to stay with a couple who were friends of my parents at their log cabin. My brother and I slept in the caravan (camper). My brother and dad use to go deer hunting and was familiar with sounds of deer.

Anyway, it was the first night. Our caravan was parked on the hill overlooking this wooded valley. My parents had run electricity into the caravan, so we could watch telly. I was on the bottom bunk and my brother was on the top bunk.

I don't which one of us heard it first, but we heard something around the back of the caravan. We whispered to each other. My brother insisted that I looked out the window. I told him, 'no way'. Whatever it was, it sounded big. It circled the caravan two, or three times. We could hear it breathing. Just the sound of the breathing was enough to unnerve us both.

After it went away; I asked my brother if he thought it was a deer, or a buck. He said,' No way'. He said that didn't sound like anything he encountered before. Then I asked him if he thought it was a bear. He said that he heard the breathing over the top of the caravan and he didn't think bears could walk on their hind legs that many times around a caravan.

We were so nervous the next day, we didn't bother checking for footprints. We later found out that Bigfoot had been sighted in the area in the past. I am not a hundred percent certain if it was the creature. However, the breathing and the way it went around the caravan that night has never left me to this day.

rachel07,

There has only been one other Class B "possible encounter" mentioned in BFRO in Stone county (where Branson, Missouri is located). That "possible encounter" was in 1981. Here is a link to it http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=717 Too bad you were so young & nervous and didn't mention this to your parents. You might have been able to get some footprint casts or something. Your "possible encounter" is only about 125 miles away from the location of my "possible encounters". Of course there is also the 35 years in between as well. I know how frightening these type of "possible encounters" can be. I have now had 3 of them in the past 18 months at our cabin in the woods in Dent County, Missouri.

~~ radmohunter ~~