Missing In The UK - The Cryptid Connection

the UK with you. Sadly, it's impossible to get official figures for how often this has happened over the years. Even the National Parks will not give any information on the number of people who vanish in forested areas in the UK annually. Many of my listeners in the UK will know of cases like this or to their home. Some prime hotspots Sir Araf Bempton Mechanic Chase, but it

happens all across Great Britain. In an area of Wales, there is a mystery surrounding the disappearance of Treveline Evans now trevely Line is a fifty two year old woman who vanished without a trace from her antique shop and Clangolum. On Saturday, the sixteenth of June nineteen ninety Traveline opened to shop Attic Antiques on Church Street at the usual time of nine point thirty. She had parked of dark

blue escot about two hundred yards away. During the morning, she had many friends calling and visitors and people had come to buy things from the shop, and each and every one of them said she appeared relaxed, happy, and had made plans to go out the night after she finished work. The weather that day, according to the police, was sunny and the town center was busy but with no unusual activity. About twenty to one, Trevor Lyne left a note on the front door of a shop saying

that she'd be back in two minutes. She was never seen again. It is known that she bought an apple and a banana and was seen crossing nearby Castle Street as a banana skin was found in a dustbin in the shop after this time, so it thought she must have returned there. However, this has never been confirmed. But Evan's handbag, car keys, and jacket, along with fruit and flowers that she'd intended to take home, were left behind in the shop, and her car remained where it had

been left. The last confirmed sighting of her was near her home around about two point thirty, which is just on Market Street. There were two more suspected sightings but they couldn't been proven. One at two thirty five PM of a woman matching her description seen walking along town towards the A five towards Corwin, and she was walking

besides the Riverside Park aad quarters of four. There was another sighting this town of a woman walking into Park Avenue from the direction of the River D. Every household in Clangolin, as well as scores of people from further afield, were interviewed. More than one thy five hundred names were checked and about seven hundred vehicles were eliminated from the inquirer Searches of the River d and the canal. The mine chats and caves in Clangollen area were carried out,

but no trace was found. An artist impression of a man in a blaze or apparently seen near the shop was drawn and circulated, but there was no use to the investigation. Her husband was arrested in two thousand and one, but the police had nothing to charge him with and they had to release him. In nineteen ninety three, police sniffer dog searched a canal near Clangole after a woman wrote to the police station that she had been overwhelmed

by a feeling that Trevor Iron was nearby. But today nothing has been found to explain where she went or where she ended a journey of life, and none of her belongings that she had on her were found over the intervening years to wear her shoes and her clothes the antique shop and the areas where she was said to have been seen. Those areas are very close to the River Dee. Along the railway line there is access to woodland where a dark, upright doglike creature was seen.

In twenty sixteen, a woman who lives on a rural farm in the area said, I live in North Wales in the mountains, not far from Plangolly, and this is a new home Furrows and we've lived here for almost a year now. The very old house and no one has lived in for thirty years, which is built in between two old yew trees. We have four acres of woodland coppice behind the cottage and that banks onto a wood that leads to the forest nearby. And when we

moved in. I started to explore the land behind the garden near the house and work out where I was going to put the polytunnel, you know, and plan the possibility of creating a forest garden and kind of sort out the clearing space for things. It's pretty wild and thick with brambles, etc. I should explain that I'm a herbalist,

so I grow and forage almost daily. And as soon as I went up to the level and looked to the left where it was quite heavily wooded and dark, saying in rhododendron bush, and I felt immediately uneasy, which is odd for me, because I love the woods and go out foraging, etc. And well always fell a home and out and about in the wilderness. A few days after clearing the space for the polytannel, we had a bonfire to get rid of all the brash. It was damp, so the fire made a lot of smoke until it

eventually got going and burnt itself down. It was getting dark and I needed to put the tea on, so I left my partner to keep an eye on the fire and if I went it was good. Twenty minutes later he came running into the house, saying something was sliding down the bank towards him, but he couldn't see a thing. He could hear it, and he could tell it was getting nearer and nearer, and he was really

genuinely scared. He said he couldn't see anything. The next thing that happened that was unusual was when I was sat up in a hazel coppice, just chilling out. I was watching the squirrels and I think, and all of a sudden, it was a big next to me. It came from behind, as if something big had flown past my head, and I could feel the wind it made

on my face as it passed. And I really expected to see a buzzard fly down a perch on one of the trees, but there was nothing all to be seen, and that was really impossible because of where it would have had to fly to exit the wood. I'd have seen it. It was a wooshing rush of wind, and it was long not long after this that I finally saw the creature. I was walking my dog in the

late afternoon in the beginning of October twenty nineteen. I decided to go down to the river, which is a small wooden bridge that you can cross it on an ancient pathway. There. They're a very old church not far from my cottage. I got to where there's a big oat tree on the bank that looks down into the ravine in which the river flows through. That's where the

bridge is. The trail then leads off onto another pathway takes you to an old farm, and as I looked down towards a bridge, I could see something and it was big and black, and it was coming down that path, running towards a bridge from the direction of the old farm. I actually thought, oh shit, because the cow's roam free here, and you know how they can be when the dogs are around. But as he got nearer, it became clear to me that I was looking at was not a

cow or a sheep or anything like that. It was jet black and it looked like a giant wolf. But it was walking upright on two legs. It had broad shoulders and a arm, and it had a thin waist, and compared to the rest of its body, I cannot say that it had canine legs of front facing knees or anything like that, but it was definitely upright, just

like a human would be. It stopped at the end of the path and it's just stood looking towards the bridge, and its chest was heaving like it was having trouble breathing, or it just you know, there was no breath to it. It was trying to get its breath back, and for a few seconds I just stared at it in disbelief, and then all of a sudden it was gone. A few weeks later I cleared a path near the falling spruce that leads to a gate at the end of

our wood. It wasn't too much work, and after clearing brambles and you know, bending and snapping a few branches out of the way, it was done. The next day I went out to use the path and i'd cleared, and at the entrance to it there was a hazel branch that had been bent over and it was being held down by a broken log, literally blocking the path I had made. I went, I got my partner and asked him what he thought, because to me, there was no way that could have happened on its own, in

my mind anyway, and he agreed. I have not moved the log or used the path because I feel something doesn't want me going in that part of the woods. Last summer before I saw the creature down near the bridge, I decided to get a dog from the local rescue and I obviously took him up to the woods to explore and have a bit of fun, you know, playing with a stick. I didn't really know why, but he kept running off as if to chase something, and I thought it was squirrels, because we have a lot of

them here. But when I caught up with him, he would just stand barking with his heckels up and the you know, and he'd be there back a tree, just a thin air, which I thought was very odd, and day by day it got worse, and he would just stand near the house, backing at the fence and the gate that led to the wood. And if you took him out of the same you know, walk, you do the same thing over and over again. Sadly, he never settled and we had to find a quieter home for him.

We do have a new dog, and she too is experiencing things on the land and at home. I spoke to our witness and we both realized that she was very much connected to the earth and nature. And the home was built between two yew trees and as we know that can sometimes be a gateway into the very realm. I think it's a connection to the land that's important here because there is another report of a bear like creature seen by a wire camper and his son just

a few years ago. Now Wild Camp is known as mikeh and he contacted me because he'd seen a creature he couldn't identify it in the Klangolan area. He said it was twenty seventeen. Mike He told me himself he was certain that he'd seen the same bear like creature seen in the area by other campers when he was camping with his son. He explained that he saw a large bodied, hair covered creature which was close to his camp and it moved off into the brush when it

got close. Now, this area is known for big cat sightings, and Mikey himself has seen cats in the area. So one time he told me about being start by a big cat. In turn, he started that cat that day and found out where it went, but he could not identify the creature he saw in twenty seventeen. Now, there is a further account at the Ponderosa Cafe where a couple so what they described as a lie large black bear.

It was walking upright like a human. Now, I'm not suggesting that Missus Evans was a victim of a cryptic creature. I'm just exploreing the correlation. But what I have noticed is that in a number of the places where we have strange disappearances, we also see reports of cryptic creatures. Is the land there cursed and is this why people are affected by it or vanished because of it? There is also a high number of people to take their own life in these areas. Now, this happens globally and

not just in the UK. Over the years, people have been making the connection themselves, now that it's far easier to access information on the web. Now, there is one case in the UK. It's very puzzling, and it's puzzled online Sluice for a couple of years now, and it still baffles me, not only in the vanishing of the feat femail driver, but also in the way she seemed to act against most women's natural instinct, you know, when they find themselves in the dangerous situation. But first let's

look at the cryptid reports in the area. In one of the cases, a man is physically pulled from his tent by something unseen, and this happened in the Drundonald Hill area. Now it is said that fearful locals have been reporting a strange ape like beast that has been seen on several occasions in the Dundonald area. For centuries, it is said that the hill of Dundonald was the home of a horrible creature, and not many people dared venture out onto the hills alone or with outward reason.

The dogs of people walking, or are the ones owned by the castle, were said to become very restless, agitated and excited at times while looking out towards the hill, barking and yelping, but never under any circumstances would they wander up there, and that's the same behavior as the dogs on the barn. He said that frightened locals have

reported shadows that haunt the trees. One badly shaken man related how when walking on the hill, he heard whispering voices behind him and turning around he saw nothing, and this happened two or three times before he decided to take solace with the stiff drink in the local bar. Another man reported seeing two ghostly, squat shaped featureless shadows that were trailing him by hiding behind the nearby trees.

These shadows that merged together and became one, growling and then growing to there twice their size, and he then left the hill, not wanting to see what happened next. The same entity has also been described as being able to jump straight into the branches of the trees. Don Donald Hill is said to exude an air of oppressiveness, and several people have taken their own lives, and at least one murder has happened there in modern times. Now we don't know what happened back in time, what the

land went through. It could hold the essence of something brooding and evil. Josephine Aldridge from England says she will never go up down Donald Hill again as long as she lives. She had recently been spending a little time in Kilmarnock in the summer of nineteen ninety four, deciding on the day she visited dun Donald Castle. Now, whilst walking on the hill, her two labrador dogs suddenly went berserk.

They were running around in circles, growling and snapping at the air, before finally slinking to the ground as far as they could go. The tails tuck beneath them. The poor things were then seen crawley backwards in obvious terror. Then Josephine saw this huge creature which appeared some distance to the side of her. She hadn't noticed it before, and she was certain that if it had been there earlier,

she would most certainly have seen it. It did not seem to be solid, as Josephine could see the grass of the hill through its body, but it was covered in longish, charcoal colored hair. It made no indentations in the grass, and Josephine, on reflection, thought it almost ghost like, she said. The thing that struck the most terror was its eyes. She described them as two long slits which glowed a bright red color. She said it had two holes where the nose should have been, and very thick lips.

In fact, it was not dissimilar to a gorilla in shape and stance, although it stood well over ten feet tall on two legs. Now, when confronted by the strange sight, Josephine began to pray. Now the creature, after a few moments, slowly faded out of sight, but the dog's attitude never changed, and Josephine felt sure that the monster was still around, Josephine left on Donald Hill in a hurry, not too

far behind her whimpering dogs. Now another local man, using the pseudonym George, said that he liked to spend a lot of time fishing, walking, and camping in the area, and he decided to spend a night on the hill during the summer of nineteen ninety three. George calling his dog, who had never left his side since it had been a pup, He arrived just after the sun began to set. He erected his one man tent, besigning to settle down with a book before turning in for the night. He

lay on top of his sleeping bag, fully dressed. After about an hour, George saw a shadow passed by the side of his tent. He was caught in the lamplight. It's not it strange that nobody would be in the area this time of night. Again, the shadow loomed over the tent. It was at this point that George heard a terrible sound. It was a rasping, breathing noise right up to the tent. But by now he'd convinced himself

that some of his friends had followed him up. And we're playing a joke on him, so he thought he wouldn't react, and he laid down again with his book and tried to ignore it, but he said, his heart then leapt into his mouth as the whole tent began to shape violently, as though somebody had tripped over the guide rope. This, George went outside to look. His nervousness turned into apprehension when he found the area outside totally deserted.

He clickly went back inside the tent, securing the flaps as tight as he could, and by this time his dog was whimpering, cowering in the corner, and then the tent began to sway, as if caught in strong winds. George sat on top of his sleeping bag, now too scared to even contemplate sleeping. The secured flaps suddenly burst wide open, and the dog, who had never left Georgie side, gave out an almighty yelp and ran off into the darkness.

Someone or something then grabbed hold of George's ankle. Slowly but surely, the man was pulled out of his tent and he could see no one, and he struggled desperately, but the grip did not loosen. When he'd been pulled about ten feet clear of the tent's entrance. The invisible force lifted George clear off the floor. His head was about two inches off the grass. The sky became black, and a huge thunderclap rang out, and a streak of

lightning flashed across the sky. And then suddenly the grip lessened, and this thing let go of his ancle and George fell limp onto the grass. Petrified, George ran back to the tent, the sky clearing as he did so. He then spent a very tense night sat at the entrance of the tent, being too scared to make his way home in the darkness, jumping at every little noise that the night made, which seemed to surround him like some huge black blanket. He'd call the dog often, with each

time the dog failed to answer. Morning eventually came, and after packing away his belongings, he headed down on the hill, and as he reached the bottom, his dog came bounding out of the undergrowth towards him, and they both went home together. George has never been up the hill since, and he has no intentions of ever doing so again. He can offer no explanation as to what happened to him, only that it was very real. He does express some hurt at the dog leaving him a thing which it

had never done before. But as dogs, unlike humans, do not question, they got instincts. I have no doubt it hid itself away from danger. He was acting on primal instinct. I say, often don't know, as humans are the only creatures on the planet that reason away then natural instinct. In the next case, I have a hard time understanding why the lady who became stranded within half a mile of a well lick town walked a mile in the

opposite direction at night into dark fields. The only explanation I can come up with is that she thought something prevented her from getting to safety. Now, just south of Dondammode along the coast Road, and there's a small town of Muncton which itself has a strange mystery attached to it concerning an ape like creature, and also the mystery of a long female who was found killed by foxes

and badgers in January of nineteen ninety nine. The police of the area were contacted by several people who reported and escape Baboon, a spokesperson for straft like police said we received a call from a local man who said he narrowly avoided hitting a baboon like creature on shore Farm Road. A patrol power was sent out and after a search of the area, the officer reported seeing an animal of some sort that they couldn't describe, and they

said they could not be sure what it was. Checks were made at the airport, which had received a large cargo of livestock, but there were no reports of any escape baboons, apes or animals. On the tenth of January twenty twenty two, it was reported in the local Metro that a woman's body had been found eaten by foxes after she left her broken down car and a dark night. The unidentified fifty five year old was found by sniffer

dogs in Munkton on December nineteenth. Now it's believed her body may have been partially eaten by badgers or foxes in a field a mile from the spot where her car broke down. The fifty five year old from Airdrea was waiting for roadside assistance to arrive in mid December, and she walked a mile away from a stranded vehicle and into by fields in the west of the counter police found a body less than a week before Christmas

around five to five pm on December nineteenth. They've been conducting a missing person inquirer after the woman's citron was found empty the day before near the coastal village of Munkton. A Police Scotland spokesman said around eleven twenty pm on December eighteenth, police were called top of a possible abandoned car on an unclassified road. Offices attended and the initial investigations failed to trace the registered keeper and officers started

a missing person inquirer. The spokesperson added a day later that the women's body were recovered in a field approximately one mile from where the car was discovered. The area where this happened is less than a mile away from where the police searched for the baboon. Is there a connection between these cases? That really isn't my main question, although it is prevalent. I think my main question is

why does she leave that car? The weather that night was typical for the area for winter, and the car was a warmer option to wait for road recovery to attend. We know from the newspaper reports that she did request this, but she was not at the car. When the mechanics arrived, there was nothing that he could do. We had taught to stay with the car. Even so, if she thought she'd have more luk walking into town for help, why

did she go in completely the opposite direction. I think most females and males would have stayed on the lane and walked towards the lights, hoping to get out from a car passing by, But she didn't. In fact, she went the opposite way, away from the lights, in to a dark field where she was eventually found. Very strange all round, and I think we would all agree on that.

Another area of the UK where there is a strange report of a missing girl that also has reports of mystery eight like creatures seen by locals in the area's Box Hill in Surrey. Boxhill is well known in paranormal circles, yet it also has a cinister mystery after a young girl took a taxi to the hill and vanished, never to be seen again. A report was making in twenty twelve and the witness in that case said, I was by the stepping stones in the summer of twenty twelve

when this happened. It was late evening and I was running on the steps leading up the hill during my training session, and I'd heard what I now believed to be would knocking. I can't say how many knocks I heard because at the time my focus was on training, and I didn't know that that would knocks have been linked to what I was about to see. I just remember thinking to myself, what's that noise? As it was so loud but distant, and it seemed to come from

several directions at once. I finished my training session and sat down on the steps to drink my recovery drink and just enjoy the cooler hour of the summer evening. It was about twenty five minutes before anything happened. It's still daylight. I could hear footsteps coming down the hill. I didn't look around at this point, as I was expecting a dog walker to go by me. I was sitting to the side, out of the way. I then realized the person walking down the stairs had stopped. I

could hear the sound of breathing. I had an unsettled feeling come over me that I was being watched, so I turned and looked over my right shoulder and standing there about ten meters back to my right side, and up the steps was what I honestly believe to be some sort of ape. The fur was brown in color, the patches of gray. The face was very human with the flat nose, but the jaw was big. It looked out of proportion to the head, which was domed at

the top. The animal stood on two legs but appeared to slump forward, and the arms were long in proportion to the body. The animal was very thickly built, and I can only say solid, solid of muscle. It was frightening on the build of this thing. I'm not sure the height from the angle I was at, I could only estimate probably six ft plus, but I'm not sure. The animal stood staring at me for about or thirty seconds before turning around and walking off, still watching me.

As it left, I could smell a stale farm animals, and it smelled it kind of lingered in the air. I did hear someone had said a creature like this had been seen nonning along the Zigzags by several motorists. I've never been able to get this confirmed, and sorry, police don't seem to want to resust the subject now. Other reports in the area include a number of people who have been suddenly overcome by that feeling of dread, and a number of large black cats have also been

reported in high numbers in the area. But I think the most disturbing case is that off Ruce Wilton, who vanished mysteriously in November nineteen ninety five. When her home was searched for her, nothing was found. She'd left her home in Bexmond, Surrey in the afternoon. Rufe was sixteen

when she disappeared. She didn't have any lessons in the morning, so she stayed at home till about eleven thirty am, when she took a taxi into Darken, and about twelve noon she went to the florists where she ordered a bouquet that was to be delivered to her mother. She then went to the library, where she stayed until at four pm, and was last seen at the Hand in Hand Pub near box Hill at about four point thirty pm, when a taxi driver dropped her off there, and that

was the last positive sighting of her. In the days following her disappearance, a number of friends and members of the public reported seeing Ruth around the Darking area. There were also numerous reported sightings for them all across Britain following the national media coverage of the case. However, in the eleven years since she went missing, Ruth's family have had no contact from her and police have received no

further calls or clues to a wearabouts. Following her disappearance, Surrey Police launched an extensive investigation to try and locate her. Police officers, together with a police helicopter and police dogs, searched the box Hill area where she was last Sea officers were joined by members of the public in the search,

but thing was found. Over the years, people have suggested foul play, either at her own hand or buy another's, to explain Rufe's disappearance, but usually in cases like that and eventually the clothes of the person are found by dog walker a hikers in the area. Nothing has been found since Rufe went missing, so there are no clues as to what happened to her. A recent video I made on the Boxing area of Surrey prompted a local dog walker who uses the heaths just to the northwest

of box Hing to share their strange experience. He had won't work in his dog, he said, I live in Surrey near a heavily wooded area Heathland. I walked my dog there one summer evening. He got darker quicker than I realized. In the area I was in as a lot of deer rabbits that aren't easily speak by human presence, easy pray. You might say, I've never spoken about this event. There's the cuttry to the woods. It was so dark out that unless you knew the past, you wouldn't know

it was there. The dog eyed at the time was a rescue dog, a bull cross lurcher, and he was on a tight leash as he was not good with other animals at all. In fact, he was fearless. As I walked him. Something crashed through the undergrow to my left and you could hear it skiddy along the ground. It was pitch black. I let out a scared scream, thinking it was a bad job. I'm thinking it'll hear me and turn and run, but it didn't run off. I expected my dog to defend me, but he didn't.

It acted very strange. He didn't look back. He just kept going, as if to say this isn't for me. My mind easily went immediately to the process. The fact that the noise was heavy and the skiddy noise was the sound of something large, and it was not a dog, not a fort, not a badger, not a wild bow. As my dog, for sure we have attacked any of those.

I had it home, puzzled at what had happened. A few weeks later, at dusk, we were on the heathland which skirted another woodland, and yeah, I began to hear knocking on the trees that was comforting deeper in the wood. The dog looked at me, and I looked at him. I dismissed this as teenage kids in the wood. I just ended off, and as I turned to look from a safe distance, I heard it again. And this was deep in the woods in summer, and from where the

knocking was coming from. There's no way that at that distance I was away, that anyone would still be able to not see me. I've seen other people out there at this distance. I'm an outdoor person. I've been that all my life. I have a lot of countryside knowledge, and this is my true account, and I can't explain it. I mean, once again, thanks to the all our witness

was aware of the danger he was in. I've seen this behavior in my own dogs, and it terrified me and knew that they were scared of nothing, so to see them scover their bellies and crawl backwards told me I had something to fear that I couldn't see. I always hated that part of the wood and I never

went into it again after that happened. One case that I feel is a must to include in tonight show is the case of a missing camper in an area surrounded by reports of a strange set of wild men seen hunting on the road the witness who made the reports. I'd like to report an incident that happened to me in our guy Le, Scotland. It was down one of the single track roads that runs between tay Nolt and

Delavish along the side of lock Ar. Now there are miles and miles of forestry tracks up there and you can wander for ages without bumping into anyone. I'm used to doing that journey. I've done it often and I've never experienced anything like this, and I'll never forget it. It happened on a cool night at one am in March twenty sixteen. I was coming back from my friends and had a drink. I was perfectly sober as I was driving. I noticed a movement in the older part

of the forest and lucier. When I noticed it, I was driving and it caught my eye suddenly from my left hand side. I was startled by the sight of a deal running out of the trees and right across the road in front of me. It was running as fast as it could. It was in flight away from something. I didn't have time to think what was chasing it or what it was running from. And as I looked back over my shoulders to see the day, it was

being followed by a large man like creature. This creature was really tall and very hair and he was running, moving in a fast space. It took one long stride and it covered that road. Without thinking, I slammed on my brakes. I stopped the car. My eyes were fixed firmly on this running man. You see, that thing was off as soon as I hit the brakes, and I turned to look where the deer and he had come from out of the trees, and I saw to my

left what looked like another one. This figure was emerging out of the woods, and it was smaller, younger, not so big, a muscled, but a wild man type thing all the same. It wasn't looking at me, but looking towards where the bigger one had run into the trees. I couldn't believe that i'd seen. To this day, I still question it. It did get a good look at both of them. The moon was out and it was a clear and clear night. It was not like I could have mistaken them. They looked like two wild men that

were hunting. The first one that crossed over the road after the day was probably i'd say about eight feet tall. He had hair all over his body, and he was naked, and it was hard to tell the color of the hair at night, but it was dark, just like the smaller one. It wasn't a huge road, but even so his stride must have been at least six feet to cover the distance in one leap like that. The way it moved was startling to me. It was fluid and fast. The one on the hill looked smaller, younger, and the

eyes on it were strange. The smaller one looked back at me with reflecting, glowing eyes like a dog does in the dark. The smaller one did not follow the larger one, but it backed into the darkness of the trees, and it was off as it gave me quite a fright. I just got out of there. Now in the same area the Highlands police officers are searching for a missing man. Police Scotland issued a fresh appeal over a miss walker

after the manbellished in very unusual circumstances. Neil Skinner, seventy one, from Doncaster, was last seen close to Locke to Sharding Eye, Guile and Butte on the eighth of the fifth, twenty twenty two. Despite extensity searches, no signs of mister Skinner had been found and Police Scotland said. His daughter, Kate Armitage, said it's been very difficult time for the family, not having any news or no answers. Mister Skinner was last

seen camping close to lock to Jarnie, Scotland. He'd been on a walking tour with two friends when he returned to his tent alone and he was not feeling well, he said. When his friends returned to the campsite expecting to find him, mister Skinner was nowhere to be found, despite all of his clothes on walking equipment being in

the tent, along with his phone and his wallet. A police search involved in helicopters, drones and diving equipment and mountain rescue teams were also carried out, but mister Skinner was never found. Mister Skinner is described as being five foot eight, his short white hair, have a white, goaty tight beard and glasses. He was wearing a green jacket and gray walking trousers when he was last seen, so

it would seem mister Skinner vanished on a lonelylockside. He set off for a high with friends and at one point in the walk he started to feel unwell, so he went back to his tent, stabbed his walking poles into the ground, put his kit phone in his tent, zipped up the inside of his tent, but not the outside, and has not been seen since. His porridge was still sleeping outside. The place was untouched. They had so nar searched for a body through the waterway, it's nothing. He

got canine dogs out search in the area. The whole area had been searched on foot, even with the helos, but there's no trace of him. If he wandered off and had an accident or died, surely they would have found his clothes or sign signs of carrying birds circling, but it was nothing like that. That had been reported,

and the friends were back within a few hours. He was an experienced hiker and he wouldn't have wandered off without his phone in his cap Along the same mountain range, John McGlynn reported here in a strange whooping sound on the twenty eighth of August twenty twenty two. He said, I was camping in glen Arkye last week around nine pm, really clear, beautiful night. I heard a whoop as clear as day. No other noises in the area at the time.

Do you know of any cases close to where a person has gone missing in an area where people report strange activity dead. I'd like to see if there's a connection between the area itself and what's happening there. Do areas like this have a dark attract an endless supply of evil? You know, for any human a creature that wants to tap into it if it wishes to. If this is the case, then we have a lot of work on our hands, as I believe we can change the energy of an area for the better within the

correct tools and the will to do so. I hope you have enjoyed our show tonight, and if you'd like to read the encounters for yourselves. There is a link to the BBR websites and the description. I will be back with you all next week with another exciting ndition, the BBR case Files. I will update you on the cryptid creature reports at Bidulph and talk of a strange structure. It didn't look man made. But until next week, good night everyone,