Big Food and Beyond with Cliff and Bubo. These guys are your favorites, so like to subscribe and read it. I'm stay shoot and me es today and listening, oh watching always keep its watching and now your hosts Cliff Berkman and James Boobo Fay. Cliff, dude, I'm kind of delirious right now. I haven't slept for almost a week. Oh man, I got a guest today. He's a fella out of a native guy out of Alaska. He's new to me, he's new to you. I don't think you improved
have heard of him. I found this guy by accident. Apparently he's been on in the last several months. He's been on a bunch of podcasts, but I missed him. But I've been watching his YouTube channel and it is absolutely enthralling. I've been learning about Sasquatch. He's classical. He just really dove into this full steam just two years ago. And he's collected so many
stories. And it's not just stories like they're scary stories because, as we all know, the further north you get, there's we all agree they're much more dangerous up north. And well, he really throws it out there I had to have my phone and computer confiscated at night so I could go to bed because I was literally up like twenty two twenty hours a day in a delirious state, just listening to captivating encounter after and encounter after encounter. It's
just amazing. And so we got him cone on the day. He's going to blow your mind. So your computer has been confiscated by Kreta, I assume, well, just I'm not allowed to have it at night, so she's limiting your screen time. I needed it, dude, I could. I was like, oh, man, I was a fat kid in the Hershey factory just with the doors locked behind him, locked in there, just eating chocolate all night. Very wonka of you. Yeah. Yeah, Well, I'm looking forward to speaking to this guy. Fred is his name.
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last week. Well, I've burned up by YouTube hours and I've had a few nightmares, but I've also been super inspired. He's been on the scene for a couple of years, but I just discovered him on accident, and I can't believe I didn't know who he was. But it's he's a guy of the last day. He's a native guy and he's on a mission about Sasquatch. I'll let him explain it. He's very articulate. He can explain
it better than I can. But we have Fred Roll from up in up there above Bristol Bay out of Dillingham, Alaska, and he's here to blow our minds. Hey, guys, thanks for having me. I appreciate you guys bringing me on. I'm a chug Young Tribal Council member from Bristol Bay, raised in the traditional way, you know, subsistence hunting and fishing and
all that kind of stuff. When we were coming up and we were little kids, especially our aunties seemed ones to definitely push the narrative about beware the hairy man, little people and everything of that nature. My older uncles and stuff like that would rarely talk about it, but when my aunties would talk about it, it was in hushed tones. They would call it the hairy
Man. They would never use the native word for it because it was viewed as a bad home and you would bring it in on you or you know, cause something bad to happen to the family or have a you know, a bum fishing season or a bad hunting season or something like that. So you know, there was a lot of superstition involved. But we were always warned about the whistling in the woods, don't follow strange voices in the woods, and it was it wasn't like just a big sit down pow wow and
they explain everything. It was more as you're living life. Something would come up, one of the kids would run off alone, and then that's when you would hear them catching hell from aunties, saying, hey, you know, the hairy man will snatch you and eat you, you know, things of that nature. And as kids, you know, you can easily chalk it up to ah, they're trying to me out of the woods, because
that's I was a savvy little kid. I was thinking, they just don't want us having fun, you know, trying to control this kind of thing.
Well, nineteen eighty three, I slipped away and was on a back trail next to my grandma's house, which was at the end of the airport runway and Dillingham at the time near Squad Creek, and it was a short trail that I had to take less than two hundred yards to get to where I was building this tree fort, and I had an old brailer up up in the trees, but I was going to secure it better with some rope.
But as I was walking along, I was kind of staring at my feet, just as little kids do, and something I just got a weird feeling, and I stopped and looked up and about seventy yards away in the willows, because I had to cross this little willow patch to get to the area where my fort was, there was a dark shadow there and the first thing that popped in my mind was my uncle Leo, because he was six foot something, and I thought I was going to be in trouble, like
I'm caught. But this thing started swaying back and forth, and then it dawned on me, my uncle is not that tall. These willows were. They had to be every bit of eight to ten feet tall, and this thing was on par with those willows. And it screamed at me, and it was a short, real shrill, shrieky scream, but it was obviously a noise my uncle couldn't make. And I, you know, I got the hell out of Dodge. That's when it dawned on me that they weren't
just stories, you know what I mean. There was there was a harry Man out there, and it's to be taken serious. Later on that fall, we were at Black Bluff, which is the title zone of the Noushigak River, so you got Angel Bay and Black bluff there. Well, we were coming back from hunting camp because we'd take a thirty two foot fishing boat up river just to use it as base camp and then take skiss from there
and rip around and get our moose and whatnot. But on the stern of the boat we had like an a frame built up to where they could hang the moose quarters with the tarp over it. So on our way back down we end up getting caught up on a gravel bar in that title zone and the tide was going out, so you know, they were trying to figure out how to keep the boat from listing over when the water was gone, and you know, things of that nature. So my one of my cousins
was like, hey, let me take the kids. I'll take them sport fishing rodden real style and get them out of your guys's hair while you do whatever you gotta do to you know, keep the boat uprighted as the water
went out or whatever. So as we hop in the boat, we're backing away in us kids we're just chattering away, just you know, being kids, you know, worried about getting our fishing poles set up and you know who's going to catch the biggest fish type talk, and all of a sudden there's a bunch of yelling coming from the boat and we were, gosh, maybe forty feet away from the boat, actively in reverse on this with this outboard. He threw it in gear and we went right back up to the
boat and they shuffling us into the cabin right. It all didn't make sense, and then we started hearing the screaming. Well, there was a hairy man up on the bluff, and initially it was just screaming, I mean loud, and we were inside the cabin of the boat looking up at this thing, and all we could see was a dark silhouette and we kind of thought it was, oh, the Harryman's screaming, who you know, just kids. We didn't realize exactly the danger until the rocks started being thrown.
The first few rocks that were being thrown were hitting the water near us, and again we're stuck on a gravel bar. There was a bit of a holdover tied, so we didn't list at all or anything, but we were just grounded out real good, and this thing was chucking rocks and stuff, and it didn't get real bad until one of those rocks busted through the tarp and hit so hard it knocked one of the moose quarters off of that a frame, and that's when they shuffled us, you know, down inside.
And then that's when you'd hear the volley of gunfire. I'll never forget just as that rock hit and the quarter fell onto the stern. We were still up in the cabin where we could look out the window because we were watching. We're kids, you know, And I'll never forget the initial gunfire. It was just it sounded like a war. Well, we watched this thing drop and it hopped right back up and started chucking more rocks, and then
that's when older cousins shuffled us down below. And I tell you what, it was real eye opening as far as the actual danger versus the perceived danger, if that makes sense. And you know, over the course of the years, you'd see them at a distance. We're from a culture that doesn't chase them. Were our oral history is that of you don't follow them. You know they'll steal you and eat you. They're not our friends. They've always been here. I've never heard an origin story from my elders. They
anytime I brought it up like where they come from. They just would always say they've always been here, same with the little people, you know. And it's just you said that you're not from a culture that chases them. Are you aware of any cultures that do? No? No, honestly no. So what I meant by that is we were we were told the dangers
of it. So I hear things, you know, since I'm older now and stuff, But I've heard of people saying, oh, they're forest friends and this and that, and I don't see that up here in Alaska, you know, I mean, for for crimeany's sakes. Look at port Lock, you know port Chatham that you know there's of course, it wasn't just the hairy Man. From from my understanding, I talked to some elders, one from non Walloch and one from He had lived in Seward, but his
family was originally from there. And what I was told behind the scenes, you know, from the natives and not just the historical narrative, but there was prospectors up in the hills back behind you know, Portlock, and these guys during their prospecting, from what I was told, came across a graveyard of these things. So I don't know what truth there is into that.
You know, Bob Wood mentioned something when we were talking about it as separate boneyard you know, elsewhere, But you know, it would kind of make sense that that would spark this. I mean, one of the guys was decapitated, thrown in the lagoon, another guy was crushed with his own equipment,
and just all sorts of things like that. But from what I was told by the natives, it's only the guys that desecrated grounds that belonged to these creatures, and not necessarily they were just being bloodthirsty and hunting people, but they were basically getting revenge for lines being crossed, so to speak, which is I mean, who knows. You know, I wasn't there,
and either were the people that I shared it with me. But I tend to I tend to believe the oral history of things versus necessarily something that was whitewashed and written down, so to speak. Sure, stay tuned for more Bigfoot and Beyond with Cliff and Bogo. Will be right back after these messages.
Your your home of Dillingham in that area that I've never been to that area, can you describe the terrain like is it heavily forested or whatever, or is it because I know a Bobo and matt'smen up to I think Bethel With is a little bit north of there, and I understand that that I didn't get a chance to go there. I was, I was somewhere else. I was over Fairbanks at the time. But yeah, so I'm kind of familiar with that general area. But what was it like there in Dillingham.
Well, there's places that are heavily wooded. You got your marshy areas. We got a mixed bag, you know, we got the mountains, we got thick forests as well, big open marshes and swamps. Yeah, it really runs a gambit. You know, it's not particularly one way or another. Wet definitely when you're near the coast. But when you go up the Wood River to Aleknagik, you open up into the Wood River mountains,
man, and it's just beautiful. You got go over to Bear Bay and there's you know, these fjord style mountains jettison out of the water with you know, trees on pinnacles and it's just crystal clear water to the bottom. It's just beautiful. It's home of the world's largest salmon return all five species, literally millions and millions of salmon every year return there, Yeah, Bristol
bag clof Yeah, very interesting. So you've seen these things. You've described two of the sightings you've had so far, the kind of but not super clear up close or anything like. How many times have you seen these things so far in your life? Seeing them with put your eyes on them at a distance? Gosh, at least a dozen times, you know, anywhere between one hundred yards away and multiple hundreds of yards and about a dozen times within i'd say fifty yards. Do you think you're seeing the same one or
is there a group of them around there? Oh? No, this was in vastly different areas. Oh, okay, gotcha. Geographically speaking, his sightings are crazy. He's up tons of them. He wasn't a bigfoot researcher
per se. He got into this more as a public service to Warnfield about these things because of the encounters him and his family and other natives he knows have had, and you know of other people of European descent, but especially the native tribes friends observe things that he doesn't realize exactly how special it is, like, you know, like you've heard a few witnesses say it, but he's got like eyewitness accounts of it, and he's he's had many encounters.
And how about starting off that you have I'd read back about twenty years ago. Uh, yeah, that was in September of two thousand and six, at the evening of September seventeenth. Actually it seared in my memory one because of all the preparation going up. We were supposed to be going prospecting for gold, and the original plan started a couple of years before then,
in two thousand and four. But my elder had to accumulate all the portable, lightweight, portable sluice box, and you know, all the permitting stuff through you know, the local Indian tribe and what not to have permission to go to certain lands and whatnot. But so we ended up going in two thousand and six, and we left the thirteenth from Dillingham, the day after my birthday. And it took till the seventeenth to get up there because my elder, he was in his sixties, so traveling by water. As I'm
sure you guys know how being up here in Alaska, it's cold. It doesn't matter what the ambient temperature is when you're out on the water, it can get cold pretty easily, and so we had a couple pit stops, you know, making it our way up there and whatnot. But when we finally got to the area, my elder had pre selected a retired, like no longer functioning salmon counting tower and this place was a glorified box for observers
to basically have a dried in shell and a place to sleep. And outside of it, next to the river bank is this tower that they would literally climb every day and stare down at the river and count by eye each salmon that they saw us went by, which sounds monotonous as hell if you ask me, that would be a horrible job. But anyway, so this little place is eight foot square. There's really nothing to it, like just nothing
to it dried in shell. So when we beached at the river bank, there's this six sem foot bank that we beached up against, and our anchor line was about ten footed chain and about fifty feet or so roughly of rope. Because this particular skiff was used for commercial fishing as well, so it had to have a long anchor line to accommodate the tides and whatnot. Well, we drugged the anchor and just jammed it and crammed it into the tundra,
so we're basically tethered. So because the Nuyakuk River it's the largest tributary to the New Shigek River by volume, and this is approximately two hundred and forty eight river miles from Dillingham, so we were out there. We had two different outboards to get there. One was a prop drive for the deeper channels and then the jet drive was strictly for the nw ya Cuk because it's it's got a lot of big rocks and it's relatively shallow, so you know,
we wanted something with the you know, shorter draft or whatever. But we were there a couple hours before sun went down, so me and my cousin we were worker bees for the elder. That's just how it is. We unloaded this skiff and you know, part of me wanted to go looking for black bear some other stuff, but it was so close to being dark it just wasn't worth it. And we don't travel on water typically at night
because it's too dangerous. So we get inside there and as we were unloading and stuff, my elder had started some salmon chowder or something along those lines, and he had it in a big pot on one of those Coleman stoves. Again, everything we had was brand new just for this trip. We were always three peas in a pod when it came to adventure, you know, whether it be hunting baaluoga, walrus, whatever it may be. We were always together during these adventures, you know what I mean. So we
were I mean his family stuff, you know. But anyway, he's making this the super Steward whatever it was, and we eat and after we're done eating, I was it was about half hour after dark. Maybe suwhere in there, and they were playing cribbage and he was basically given us our marching orders for the following day of where he wanted you know, pay dirt samples from, you know, And he was just just talking out loud, and
I was. I was standard holding the shotgun I had just bought. I test fired it a couple of times coming up river, but I noticed it was off and it was a Remington eight seventy. It was the brush stainless model. I loved that gun. I just got it rifled barrel. It was going to be my brush gun for for eternity, you know what I mean. I just I love that thing. Well, I was adjusting that
rear ghost site. And as we're doing so, my elders still talking, you know, and we're just listening and I'm just kind of noding along or whatever. Well, all of a sudden, the whole place creaks, just like you know, like a stiff wind was hitting the place. But this place was so shanty we would have known it was windy outside. So when
it creaked, I looked over where my cousin was sitting. His back was quasi to that window, and from the top of his shoulder to the top of the window, I saw something dark move and I didn't It was just darkness, and it moved, and he saw the look on my face and jumps up and says, hey, that's not funny because I guess I had a shot look on my face. Well, I said, no, no, it's probably a bear. Because we're on the nuw yea Kuk River.
On the way up we saw spawn outs and salmon dead carcass's floating around, so we assumed it was a bear. Well, my blood pressure goes up a little bit, so forgive me. So I had that shotgun. You know, I immediately load that. He grabs a thirty odd six and we had one of those million candlewop power old old spotlights, you know that took the big six volt battery. Well, we we grabbed that, and I had my shotgun and I was holding the spotlight, and the plan was we're
going to push the door open real quick and run this bear off. And we were half anticipating it to charge us, but we just wanted to be ready. So when I swung the door open and I started spotlighting to the riverbank side first, there was nothing there, no movement. And as we panned to the left facing out this little door, which this whole place was
five eighths plywood and two by four construction. The two windows in the place were eighteen by twenty four, eighteen inches tall twenty four inches wide, and they married each other on opposite walls. When we stepped out, we literally are one foot out the door, panning looking for this brown bear that we
thought. Well, when we pan off to the left, the tree line is approximately fifty yards away, and as we pan over, all of a sudden, there's three sets of eye shine just outside of the tree line and these things. The eye shine was huge. It was like fence postmarkers. Man it was. I couldn't give a clear description. We knew it was a hairy man, but because the eyes were giving back so much eyeshine,
that was the main focus when that light hit them. Now, typically when these things are spotlighted in any way, they'll kind of avert their eyes or duck behind a tree or something like that. These things were standing out in the open and they didn't appear to care that they were being spotlighted. But so we immediately are right back inside the door. Now, this place didn't
have a regular doorknob. It was a little jay hook in an eyelet that kept the door shut right well, when I stepped inside, I shut that I hooked that little jay hook, and immediately there was like pressure in the room. It felt like we had ear muffs on because when I was talking, it sounded like I was talking through a can or something. It was real weird. It was like my ears hadn't popped from a flight, and so even people right next to me sounded like they were ten feet away.
Kind of, it was real weird. But that pressure was constant. So as I'm talking, I'm telling my elder, hey, there is eyeshine out there. I'm talking. I'm engaging my cousin who's next to me on my left because I had to set that spotlight down. I had my shotgun off handed in my left hand when I shut that jayhook, And so I'm talking and I'm trying to get acknowledgment out of him of what he saw, because I'm starting to freak out at this point. You know, I'm real animated.
I'm talking loud, and all of a sudden, my cousin is under that little card table. He was seized up. He had the rifle barrel of that thirty out to six, holding it kind of like a paddle, because when we came in the door, he just kind of set the butt stock on the ground and was holding it by the barrel. And then he
it was like he got flung under that table. I mean it was fast and it was startling because it just I mean, he was all of a sudden under there, and it looked like he was having seizure, and just the way his whole body was tensed up. You could see his jaw muscles clenched, and he's looking across the room. But Initially, me and my elder looked at each other like what the hell, And then we looked down at him and realized he was looking across the room, and we both turned
and the other window. This place is eight foot square. The window was three feet or less from me when we turned and looked. When I turned my head and made eye contact with this thing, initially it was looking down at my cousin, and when my head turned, it turned its focus onto me. Had an ashen gray face, no hair from the bottom of the nose around the cheek bones to the top of the brow a little bit sparse on the cheek bone itself heavy heavy wrinkles, very very heavy wrinkles. Nose
was flat to the face, broad nostrils facing down. Its eyes were like big black, translucent marbles. The brow ridge was very heavy, very It was weird because initially, when it looked at me and then it furled its brow, I immediately knew what food felt like. I felt like food. There was no mind speaker or anything, but it like it looked at me like I got you. Well, it started moving out of view of the window, and just on autopilot, I shot three times through the wall with
that shotgun, and again the pressure in the place was really weird. Because anytime you discharge a gun in the like basically a walk in closet like that place was, you know, it'd be ringing, you know, just me. But that wasn't the case. It was just like a thump, thump, thump. Well, when I shot through the wall, there was immediately a very loud scream and simultaneously the whole place shifted. In remote Alaska, you're not allowed to build permanent structures on state landed. They have to be
on skids so they could be moved or whatever. Well, this place, I thought it. I thought these things were going to throw us in the river. The way the place shifted. That scream was so loud it reverberated through that place. That pot of stew on that stove, it rang like a tuning fork. I mean, after the scream ended, it dead quiet. After that, my elder immediately is back in this little cubby area. It was a fifty style trailer, little egg looking trailer that had been guivered
onto the back of this place as a little bunk area. It had no windows. Every windows that used to be there were all boarded off for it's land of the midnight sun. So it was designed to be a blackout room for people to be able to get sleep in the long, you know, daylight hours up here. But so he's tucked back in there. I'm freaking out. It was. It was shocking because every fiber of my being wanted to run, but it was stuck in my body. It was like a
serious electrical shock when this thing made eye contact with me. Again. I had seen these things at a distance, and up until that point, I would have said, eh, they make noise, you leave, You're good, you know, they just want you out of there. Is what I
would have set up before this. Well. I put one of the little rinking in chairs in front of the door for whatever reason, and I took the other one, and I put the back of the chair into the little entryway to this cubby hole, and I sat in that chair so I could see both windows and the door. I had attempted to grab the thirty odd six, but he had a death grip on it and he it was loaded. I didn't want any accidents or anything like that. I sat there for
more than a handful of hours. My cousin was he had wet himself. He was incoherent in the things he would say when he did speak, and those I hate Coleman lanterns, white guests. You know, they kind of got to pump up because I literally had to pump this stupid thing, you know, when it would start dying down or whatever. I sat there the only way I could stop shaking, because when I initially was sitting there, I was shaking so hard. The chair was damn near dancing, you know,
on the floor because I was shaking so hard. The only reason and the only way I stopped shaking like that was I resigned myself to death. Man, I did not see the other side of the situation. I didn't. I didn't think I was gonna make it. Stay tuned for more Bigfoot and Beyond with Cliff and Bogo. We'll be right back after these messages. How long do you think they hung out after that close observation, Well,
the night wasn't over, I can tell you that much. So after sitting there for more than a handful of hours, my cousin started coming around. Now, during that time, I tried engaging my elders several different times. When I would try to talk to him, it would be he would bring up the price of salmon. He would bring up how many pounds of salmon? And nothing to do with the situation, right, like a denial type of thing. So anyway, once my cousin who was under the table started
coming around, I started reassuring him immediately. I was like, I shot it. It ran away, it's gone, it ran away. So we finally get him off the floor, I get the gun from him, and we're getting him changed out and he's back more back to himself, and I asked him, I was like, you know, why did you end up under the table? You know, what the hell's at? Did you see the eye shine outside? He was like, I saw the eye shine.
I couldn't talk because from his vantage point off my shoulder when we came inside, he was looking out that same window and this thing was a little further away from the window, and it showed its teeth to him, and that's what freaked him out so bad. He said they were big block teeth, like big teeth like ours, and it just it freaked him out so bad. He didn't even realize he was under the table until I was helping him from under the table. Once he, you know, came back, so
to speak. So we game plan getting out of there. It's pitch black. Our only option is that that skiff down at the river bank, which there's like maybe twenty feet a trail which is a straight little trail to the river bank and it drops down six seven feet to this little landing where the skiff is tied off at. We're we're trying to figure out our you know, way out of there or whatever. And once my cousin was changed, he brings up, hey, let's let's beam outside and see what we can
see before you know, making this attempt to leave. Well, we beam out. We had to kill the Coleman lantern because we were getting a mirrored effect. It was bad enough with just the you know, that big spotlight trying to beam out the window. But anyway, so we're beaming out on
the riverbank side first, and we're looking and there was nothing. And so we go to the other side the walleyes shot through, looking through that window because that was the side where the three sets of eyeshine were initially, and we're beaming that whole area not seeing anything, not seeing movement in the trees
or anything. Well, off the back corner of this place on the inland side, like kitty corner off of it, about ah gosh, maybe forty fifty feet was an old outhouse that long been out of use, but it was still standing there. When we panned the light back to that point behind that outhouse, and that outhouse stood about eight eight and a half feet tall. A short distance behind that outhouse was this very large, hulking figure, all pitch black. You can make out the silhouette shape of like you know,
shoulders and the head and the arms. But it was absorbing the light. It wasn't given back, eyeshine, It wasn't given back anything. It had to have been thirteen fourteen feet tall, at least five and a half feet wide at the shoulders. And once it started moving the slightest bit, we were instantly that spotlight was off and we were all three tucked back in that little cubby area. We had barrels crossed. It was dead quiet. We were freaking out. All of us were talking, but none of us
to each other, if that makes sense. We were all saying different things. It was sheer chaos. It was white and nuncle terror. I mean what absorbed light, you know what I mean? Like that, Its size was one thing, but it absorbed light, Like what does that anyway? So it was dead quiet. We're sitting there like I couldn't even tell you what was going through my mind. There was so much stuff. Just every little noise we made it would make your heart skip a beat, you know,
just that kind of thing. Well, my cousin starts talking about this little nail. We've been kicking this little sixteen penny nail around this place since we had gotten there. And he brings up grabbing that nail and trying to nail the door shut. And I'm like, whoa, whoa, stop, Stay with me, don't that nail ain't going to stop anything, you know, Just let's focus on this escape plan because it stayed so quiet for so long. After that, we calmed down and we start revisiting our plan to
get the hell out of there. Well, as we were talking, we had ReLit the lantern briefly to gather up AMMO and the important stuff that we thought we'd want to take with us. We shut that lamp off and we were talking again. We didn't want to be looked in on. But as we're talking again, often the near distance, it sounded like rotor wash from a helicopter right this bump dom dump sound, and we were starting to feel
it in the ground. Well, it was one of these things that had run by and as soon as it went past, because you could feel it in the ground, they must have been staged around, because then there was movement all around us in different directions. You could feel different ones weighed more, some weigh less just by the impact on the ground. And it was
like I heard a buffalo. It sounded like, just running around this place, and they would run around and back off, then run around again and back off, and it was like the second time of them doing that. We heard one of them sniffing that U sniffing the outside of the trailer, that little fifty style egg shaped trailer that was attached to the back of this place. And to this day, I can't even have my dog sniffing by my ears. It's a trigger, you know, it just freaks me out.
But so once they stopped doing that and it got quiet again, we again we're revisiting our plan to get the hell out of Dodge. Now that time of year, it's about a twelve twelve light cycle, and so you know, before too long we're looking at hopefully some daylight. You know, honestly, we weren't. I wasn't keeping track of how long they were running around us, how long we were quiet before we start talking again. I
honestly couldn't tell you, because it was we were freaked out. So once it's quiet and we start revisiting our escape plan, it dawns on me that we ran that anchor line over into the tundra and buried it in the tundra, And so we're basically tied off, and no one was volunteering to go over there and grab that frigging anchor. I tell you that much. So I give my cousin my pocket knife, and I'm like, you're gonna have to cut that bow line. So our game plan was my cousin would go
out first. He would have my shotgun. I would have his thirty six, and my elder had a shotgun as well. But it was one of those big ass wing masters. So we swapped out the bird shot in that, put in slugs in that, and we're doing all this. We had ReLit the lantern, and we're doing all this in hushed tones. We had the lantern dimmed down as low as it can go without going out and we're trying to do all this stuff, whispering, you know, going over our
game plan. It was I still at this point, I still didn't feel like we were going to make it. I still felt like this is, you know, this is our last stand. Basically, I didn't know how they were gonna kill us, but I I just I still don't know why they didn't break the place down and just smack me against a tree. That's what I kept expecting to happen. I kept expecting the place to blow apart, one of these things to snatch me up, and that'd be the end
of it. But it was like, anyway, so we get our game plan. My cousin's gonna go first. I'm behind him. I got my elder shotgun over my shoulder and my elder behind me. So our game plan was we were going to go out the door in one solid unit, just
moving as quickly as we can. My cousin would jump down, cut the bow line, fire up the outboard while I helped our elder down this little embankment because again it's six seven foot elevation, you know, it's more than a forty five degree angle going down this little cutbank and you know that time of year you get a lot of on the grass and stuff, so we're
accounting for all this stuff in our little escape plan. And it's starting that the daylight is just starting to show itself, so we're calming down even more. We're feeling more confident and you know, we will have daylight well as literally as we're stacking up to make this break for it, all of a sudden, it sounds like someone firing a pellet gun at the wall the door side, and that's just the little chenzy door and the rest of the plywood
or whatever. It sounded like a pellet gun hitting it, justack thack, and it was a slow cadence at first, and then it sounded like a helstorm just and immediately it freaked us out and we're right back into that cubby barrels crossed again, shaking, stammering. Not I mean, it was it was like every time we were just about to make a break for it, something else would happen that would scare the arap out of us, and we
would retreat, you know, into that little cubby area. And at that point I was feeling toyed with It felt like we were being played with like. It was weird. It's hard to put into words, but I felt like we're being toyed with. I mean, I know that's kind of I am putting it into words, but the feeling is a bit different than that, and I don't have the words to fully explain it. But it was defeating. Of course, we're sitting there freaked out, but it's dead quiet.
After the hell that sound stops, it goes dead quiet again. I mean, I could hear my heart beat in my ears. It was that quiet, that deafening silence. But again, the whole night through, we had that weird pressure on our ears. It was real weird. It was like we're in ear muffs the whole time. So we sit in there quiet and it's dead quiet, and it's getting lighter outside, and so we can easily see out the window to the tree line. We can see out the
window to the river bank edge. Our confidence jumps quickly, you know, because we got daylight. Now these things can't hide in the dark, you know, we can easily see them. So we're looking outside, you know, we noticed the small rocks from the hailstorm of little stones. They were throwing little river rocks at the place. That's what sounded like a pellet gun. So we're looking out we see nothing. So we're right back to our game plan and we want to move like right now, you know. So
we all stack up like we're trained swat team man. We move so fluidly and so quickly. We were out the door. My cousin jumped down the bank. I turn and I had to set the thirty odd six down, and I'm helping my elder around me on the riverbank side, and I have to kneel down for him because he was getting his footing on the river bank and he was kind of sliding and stuff, and I'm holding him by his
arm and his elbow. And the way I was kneeling down, that stupid shotgun over my shoulder was kind of pushing me forward, you know, it making me feel like it was gonna, you know, push me off the river bank or whatever. So once he had his footing, I grabbed the thirty o six and I scooed it back a couple inches just to clear the buttstock of the ground, and then I stood up, well maybe four to
six inches. I scooed it back before standing up, and as soon as I got to full height, this rock a little bigger than a basketball, whizz by my face, which immediately everything went slow motion. I locked onto that damn rock and it impacted the river in about three feet of water, but it impacted so hard it hit the bottom and made a loud crash sound before the water could close over it. And it's a relatively fast moving water river there. So that happens, and that weird ear muff feeling was gone.
I could hear everything. You're still clear again, right, real weird sensation, very weird, but you know, everything's happening in slow motion. So immediately after it impacts the water, I swing to the left because that's the direction the rock came from. I'm holding that thirty odd six and that big black nothingness is coming out of the tree line again roughly fifty yards away. And at this point, man, my vision is going tunnel vision hard
anyway. So this thing moving out of the tree line, I put three shots on it, like bam, bam, bam. I never have been that efficient with a bolt action, but I shot this thing three times center mass and it did nothing. It stopped moving forward, but it didn't buckle, it didn't flinch. I heard the impact of the rounds, like you know, it's a thirty odd six man one hundred and eighty grain soft tip core lock round that We've killed everything with that same round, wallrus, moose.
It didn't matter nothing, nothing ever took rounds like that. So I shoot it the three times and immediately when it stopped moving forward, it was go time. I jumped down. My cousin didn't cut that bow line, so he's got the motor running. My elder's on the edge of the skiff trying to, you know, slowly work his way in there. I'm yelling, I'm throw me the knife, Throw me the knife. He throws it.
I put the thirty odd six into the bow and I cut that line and I'm putting it the chain into the skiff, and I noticed my shotgun's on the ground, so I didn't notice when my cousin jumped down. I don't know if he dropped it or he just threw it down out of just jumping in the boat. But my shotgun was right there on the beach and it's idling real high, and he's trying to shift, so I'm yelling at
him, idle down, idle down. I shoved my elder in because he was he was taking way too long trying to slowly get into this twenty two foot flat bottom skiff. I shove him in. He kind of he jarred
his wrist. It was bruis later on, but he was in. What he immediately did was swing around, sitting on his butt, facing back towards the bow towards me, and my cousin was already facing towards me, next to the outboard, and I'm getting that last bit of chain end of the bow, and I'm mentally thinking, grab the shotgun, you know, just a passing thought. But he idols down enough and he shifts, and so
I start pushing off. Immediately his eyes get huge. My elder's eyes gets huge, and they're looking up over my shoulder, behind me, up on the river bank. And as I'm pushing off, I'm looking back over my shoulder and I see up to about the knee. All I noticed was the shins of this thing standing there. Stay tuned for more Bigfoot and Beyond with
Cliff and Bogo. We'll be right back after these messages. It had very very like black like hair, but the tips were like an auburn reddish brown, kind of like that orangutang kind of orangish reddish brown, kind of tinged to the tips of them. It was real the minute things that you know in certain situations where things are just like little snapshots. It's like a click, click, click, little snapshots of stuff. And that's one of the ones that stand out. And so he backs up a little ways and sticks
it into gear. And as I'm in getting into the bow, I got the I grabbed the thirty out six again and I opened the bolt and that tunnel vision, man, is just it's hitting hard. I'm staring down into the bolt. I'm looking for the two twenty grain rounds. I'm loading up what I had. Mentally, I was losing it, man, I was freaking out. Well. As I'm sitting there on my knees looking down into
the bolt, the boat itself is weaving back and forth. And see I thought initially he was just trying to break friction to get up on step. What I found out many years later was they were chucking rocks at the outboard and there was a big dent in the transom and the cowing was cracked on the outboard. And I learned that from my cousin years later. But initially, when I, you know, when I had that tunnel vision going on, I thought he was just weaving to you know, break friction and get
up on step. But we continued gaining speed heading down river, and what I saw off to my left hand side, I saw a movement. Initially, when that black thing was coming out of the trees, there was movement on its left and right, but with that tunnel vision, I couldn't make out exactly what it was, but I knew it was more of these things moving. And then again when we were on the boat heading down river, I noticed movement off to my left, just briefly in the trees along the
river bank. And then once we got oh jeez, down to where the nu yek Kuk meets the New Shigek River the confluence there, that's when I was able to calm down, like enough to where I felt like I weighed a thousand pounds. The adrenaline was all gone. I didn't have the energy
to barely lift a hand because of sitting there all night so tense. My hands ached, they were swelling up from just just gripping that damn shotgun so hard all night, and stuff It was rough because it killed our relationship, you know, knowing in the midst of sitting there, I kept trying to engage them both, you know, to help me, you know, help me. I just shot this thing helped me. And again my elder would
just talk about you know, salmon prices and whatever else. So I didn't necessarily have the nicest things to say in those moments, you know, and then it just it really it ruined our relationship, which kind of brings you to this whole mission here on now, Fred, with your channel is you're trying to help people that have gone through this and destigmatized telling these stories, and also to get the word out about the dangers of these things, right
exactly, because you know, I understand superstition. It started from somewhere for some reason, and I'm sure it was for a good reason. However, it's about public safety. Man. There's these people hearing things that aren't necessarily true about these creatures and going out into remote asket thinking they're forest friends. That's not true. That that's not true for up here. Maybe somewhere else it might be so, but not up here, man. You know.
So one of the reasons I started the channel was because of those forest friend stories that they just didn't ring authentic, not to me, and what I've witnessed myself, and what many many others have witnessed up here, and it's a different level of aggression. And I think it's directly tied to, for one, the geographic location of the place. I mean, it's the last
frontier. We don't have the population you guys do down in the States, and so you know, the short season, the extreme environment, very limited time to gather resources, and a lot of the conflict happens when us as people are out in these remote areas gathering resources, hunting, berry picking, fishing, whatever it may be, and a lot of the encounters happen in
just those environments, especially in the fall. There's a lot more encounters in the fall around berry picking time and moose hunting season or our caribou season. You know, we get a handful or so in the winter time, but they're not as prevalent as in the fall. You know, anywhere between mid August to early October. It seems to be like when most of the most aggressive encounters happen. Do you think that's because the people and the Sasquatches are
both going after the same resources. Oh yeah, one d percent. And then maybe it's different during the winter, like what are the people what are the people doing during the winter for as far as resources that might be different than what the sasquatches are up to. Well, I mean some people ice fish. But you know, this is Alaska, it's modernized. We have stores and stuff, you know, so people will either live off of what they've already stored in their freezer with it big caribou meat, moose meat.
You know, they have a caribou hunt in the winter, but it's very very difficult to make happen, just because of logistics, you know what I mean. You know, you got to have a great snow machine. You got to you know, have the funds to afford the cast to go do it. You know. So a lot of times in the winter, the most people go out as usually recreational you know, out snow machining trappers, right, yeah, Well there's fur trappers as well, and you know,
there's quite a few of them that have come forward sharing their experiences. Those ones creep me out because I understand the fear they dealt with. Some of
these guys, you know, having them climbing on the roof. You know that kind of stuff, man, Jesus, I you know, for me, if people just even if they look at it as entertainment, oh, these are great stories from Alaska. Well just maybe they listen to it and if they go out in the woods and they hear an eight hundred pound owl, they might think of that encounter I shared and go, wait a minute,
I remember that guy talking about this. This might be something more dangerous, and maybe they'll get out of there before you know, potentially something horrible happens, because we have five hundred to two thousand missing people a year up here, you know. And I'm not saying they're all sasquatch, That's not what I'm saying. But there's a large number of missing people that are totally
unaccounted for. Yeah, this whole forest friend thing that's always kind of thrown me for a loop because you know, I mean, I don't I mean, I suspect those sasquatches could have easily squashed that little building you were in and taken you all and eaten you, and you know, we wouldn't be hearing the story today. They didn't for whatever reason, and good for you.
But yeah, I kind of point out that there's some evidence that they perhaps aren't, you know, out to get us, and that you know, if they were out to get us, or be very few of us left, but they are large, wild, potentially very dangerous animals. I never quite got these folks that want to go out and like hug them, you know, I just don't get that, you know. Yeah, and you know, twenty twenty hindsight, of course, we were lured out of
that place. You know, had we continued, had we not seen that three sets of eyeshine, we would have walked right around the corner into this
thing's arms. So I think the way things played out, and again this is speculation, but me firing immediately I think changed whatever dynamic they had mapped out, because obviously they had something in mind because they attempted to lure us out, you know, and I think me firing on him changed that because everything they did after that, with the running by the throne of the pebbles, it almost seemed like they're checking to see if we were going to shoot
again, especially when they were running around the place. There was another encounter that same spot, right the same spot. Yeah, it was further down at the larger salmon counting tower. But it came into that place and attempted to snatch a guy. I don't want to throw his name out there without giving his permission, but you know it tore his jacket. That story you just told us now is one of the less intense ones because it came from
his mouth directly first person. You can feel the tension, but there's way the encounters and that up there that he's documented that are just it shows how really aggressive and how gnarly these things really are and how they really are actively hunting people. Well, yeah, because it wasn't until many years later. I had asked a cousin just when I was starting the channel if he had any good hairy man stories, and the first thing out of his mouth was,
have you ever been up to the New yeark Cook River? And I kind of chuckled and said, yeah, I've been there, and he literally told me about their experience a couple of different ones and named off, gosh, a couple handfuls of other locals that have had almost like that experience isn't unique on that river, because there was literally a couple handfuls of people who have had to fire weapons at these things to keep them back in that same
area, you know, everywhere from Harris Creek on up to the Falls to New YORKUK Falls. Well, you know, why don't why don't we keep you around for our members section and you can tell us some of those stories on our member section. But you know, before we do end the podcast, we want to make sure that people know where to find you and where they can go listen to more of your of your stories and your knowledge.
So tell us about your YouTube channel please. Yeah, it's called Subartic Alaska Sasquatch on YouTube, of course, and my website is the identical same name, all lowercase connected Subartic Alaskasasquatch dot com. My tech guy helped me build an interactive map on the website of Alaska and it has marker pins from everywhere that people have shared an experience from and if you click, if you zoom in and you click on the marker pins, it's embedded with my YouTube channel.
So what it'll do is pull up a little synopsis of what happened in the area and you can immediately watch the video, the encounter video. In regards to what happened in that area, I can't I can't emphasize enough to go check out that Subarctic Sasquatch Alaska. Well, I just opened it up and I'm looking at the interactive map, and right away I'm pretty much blown away. I mean, I'm looking at almost two hundred reports right here immediately
on the map. The fantastic job on the website. And I'll tell you and your stories are very very intense, and then yeah, it is just fantastic listening to you. Here's cousin story in the member section, Cliff. It's mind blowing. Fred doesn't, you know, kind of He doesn't really, you know, go around and saying I need this, I need that. But he is in the spot, he has the connections. I implore anyone who wants to contribute to Sasquatch Research really get some results. Please go
to Fred's page and donate or supported by it. I just bought a T shirt last night. He needs equipment. He's also entirely self funded, so I want to see him get some I mean, he's in the places, he's in the spots, and he can get at least if he had good audio recording equip But he can get audio pretty frequently, and he could actually get video too if he had the proper year. Yeah. No, I
appreciate that, Bobo. Yeah, to help Fred out. And of course these links are gonna be in the show notes below for everybody to check out. And I hope you do, man, I hope you do. I'm very, very impressed with the website. I'll tell you that I was going to shout out Dave, the tech guy. He made that website happen. We gotta give a quick shout out the squatch bait too, helps you,
helps you out with all he does. He's not very good bait. He has his own opinions and you know he can't have that out in the field. But squatch bait is good. All right, folks, Please join us at the Patreon section for our members. Here we're going to hear the story of Fred's cousin. But just is what the story you just heard on steroids. So we appreciate supporting us and hope you support friend as well. Until next week, y'all, keep it squatchy. Thanks for listening to this week's
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