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into it. Fred's on the line. He's ready to go. So all you have to do is sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. You here to share an encounter that happened. This was in early summer of ninety four. Huckleberry Island, as we call it, is at Lake Electing Gik, just north of Dillingham, approximately twenty five miles. Yeah, it's a large island in the middle of Electing Gig. There's custom log homes, beautiful, just beyond beautiful. The scenery is just unmatched anywhere. We're on
Huckleberry Island. And one of the people I'm with is a caretaker for one of these cabins, a very nice cabin, multi story, flushing toilets, very nice for remote Alaska, trust me, a boat house. This place is laid out. Of course, we're young, we're having fun. One of the guys with us, he's no longer with us. I won't use his real name, but we'll call him Mike. Now, Mike was the boisterous one in the group. Everyone knows that guy. He's just you tell
you tell an experience, He's got one better. He's a little socially awkward, lest calling. We're there about three or four days at this point. Subject to Harryman comes up. Understand, in the villages, if we shared an experience with somebody out in the bush, we may speak about it every once in a while. It's not a constant topic that we discussed because culturally
speaking, it's not discussed. We don't chase after him. We just something happens out there, You leave it out there, and then that's just how it is. I don't know why you would think a small community everyone would be like, hey, the Harryman's over there. That kind of stuff you would assume. But it's not like that, all right, every village you can think of. Now, if you bring it up and you're not some dumb gosakha that they don't trust, it's gonna go down. You're gonna hear
a lot. Coincidentally, I'm gonna be doing an interview with a relative flying in from Dillingham later this afternoon, just bringing up the Harryman to my cousin coming in. I didn't even keep track, but just one after another of an experience. And like I've said many times before, I'm not some sasquatch whisperer, or yeah, I'm not some I don't know shit. It's just back home. They're all over the place, especially in certain areas. I don't want to make it sound like every bush has a hairy man. In
it. That's not it. You get up the Nishiyak River, you go up to New Yekuk, you go up the Googla Walk, you get back in it there. There there's no way around it. It's not a guesswork. There's a lot more going on, and it's so isolated and kept within itself that'll a lot of times a lot of this information is just gone to waste. And with all the missing people we have up here, Indigenous or otherwise, it's a disservice not to hear what's going on in these small places
and take it serious. We're not a people that want to seek these things out. It's not in our culture too. We don't make total polls to them like they do down in Vancouver or BC or wherever. And hey, nothing against that culturally, Hey that's your culture. Cool up here, it's just not there's no good about it, none, not that I've heard yet. And I'm open minded. I'm not going to stay locked in on them
just being no good. However, I don't trust them up here. And when you hear from my cousin or on the next video, you'll see why, because not a one of them involves any kind of friendship friendly kind of activity. It just don't Anyway, We're in that cabin about three days now, Mike. He was so boisterous all the time that he even made a
lot of noise going out to the outhouse and the flushing toilets. They have a certain compost system thing, so we couldn't use those out there whooping it up as young kids, and because the owners would know that it has been used due to its little compost tank thing. So we're using the traditional roundhouse, which I've seen trapper cabins that could use some tips from this outhouse. It was well built, real nice. So he was making noise going out
to this outhouse. Now. The time of year, it stayed pretty damn light around the clock. It never gotten dark the sunset, but was back up three four hours later. Yeah, anyway, goes out. He's singing some song popular at the time. It may have been like maybe some and see music factory. And I don't even know if it was popular. It's popular there because everything's behind because it's a remote village. He was singing this
song and I want to get the sequence right because it's relevant. He goes out there, does this thing and he's singing louder on the way back, and he gets back up onto this wrap around deck to where you can sit and see over to the boat house and stuff perfectly lined up for sunsets to come right through all big windows. Just a beautiful place. He comes back up and at this point we're drinking some coffee or something on the deck. He said, oh, man, I gotta go again. He gets up
on the deck and immediately he's going right back to the outhouse. It's like a little wiggly path in the outhouse, just offset a little bit off to your left of this path, and the path continues and it wraps around to this big shed where they have some canoes and some other stuff locked up where they store stuff for winter and chain it up so no one steals it. As he's going, he sees the door shut in the athouse and he was
like, oh, someone beat me to it. And so, you know, he comes back up to the deck and he goes, hey, who went out behind me? And we're like, it's just us here. Everyone else is still inside, either sleeping or getting something to eat, whatever it was. And so he is, no, someone, I just saw that
house door shut. Maybe it didn't shut all the way and then they coincidentally, we're on an island that bears were around, but they were over where salmon were in the creeks and weren't worried about what the hell we were doing on an island, and we were irrelevant. There was easier food. We're like, go see, I'm not your keeper. I don't I don't keep checking everyone that's with us, So he goes off. Moments later, it
was the loudest womanlike scream I've heard from guy. He shrieked and shrilled and was running so fast and uncoordinated. He kept balling. His feet were moving faster than he could coordinate him. He just kept doing that number. We're laughing. The people were with we assumed he was still messed up from drinking. We started poking fun on him, Hey, sober up, man, get some coffee. You gotta calm it down, man, And he's like screaming frantically for help, and then he says, get a gun. It's
big. So we're like, oh shit, probably a bear. We go in, we gorat firearms whatever. We come back out and we're still laughing, like, man, he better not be drunk, because I don't gonna hear guns going off this early. So we go out there to take a look, and this outhouse had been shifted. It was all caddywompus were just it was offset. Now. In order to do that without just collapsing the whole down thing, there had to have been a lot of force or wait
to shift that because it was very well built. It was stick fraaming, but it had app blogs on the outside to match the cabin. It was very well built. Whoever did it was a contractor for sure, so it was built for snowload. It's no joke, but this place had been offset. We go around. We're looking for any sign, any noises, any movement of any kind, just to get an idea of what direction this bear may or may not be going. As we're sitting there doing this number,
listening and looking to I'm not hearing anything. Bears don't give a shit if you hear. Let's just be clear on that if a bears around in this movement to the rush, it doesn't care. It's a bear. What's going to challenge it for going to accept another bear or bigger bear. Typically we're doing our thing, we're listening, we're looking at what the hell's at. Mike was in the cabin, so we go back and ask him, Hey, what direction did the bear go? It wasn't a bear, and we're
like, what was it? He kept doing this number and we're like, come on, man, split it out. What did you see? Harry? Did you see the hairy man? It was like a Harry Man. What's a hairy man? And we're like, dude, the hairy man. Calm down, what's going on? What did you really see? He said it looked humanly, and we're like, yeah, that would yeah, that'd be a lot of hair, not fur, but hair. He's yeah. We're like, yeah, there's a hairy man outside. And so immediately the
tone change. Because there are no good experiences that I've heard of up here. It's always some form of an aggressive type. We decide, okay, let's see if we could run it off, because again, typically scream, shake something, maybe throw something, and usually it take off usually, but again usually we're the ones leaving as well. We figure, well, we'll go and put some shots in the air if we see it, and run
it off and be done with it. Because the majority of us that were there already knew the hairy man was real and had our own experiences, and there's others there that have heard about experiences but never have one themselves, so they are very skeptical, even though everyone around them anyway, It's just how it is socially. People don't want to be viewed as somewhere we don't give
a craft. We go back looking, and this trail forks off, and there's other cabins on this island in different places, because it was whoever owned it originally saying, shitted it off into lots and sold it off like that. So we're following some of these paths that cut back through on this island, and we hit this one particular why and then on the trail to the immediate right it whis again, and so we're like, let's split this pie. I'll go down this trail. You go down this trail. Just don't
if you got to shoot, don't shoot back towards each other. Okay, we'll do that. Now, it's taken way longer for me to tell you what happened as far as how it happened. This all happened relatively fast. We're okay, I'm gonna go there. Don't shoot, Okay, As I'm going down. It curves a little bit towards the right, but then you could see it zig Zagon goes back into the bush this trail. So I
figured what I'll do is where it cuts. I'm going to stay in a little bit of the muskeg area there and just go along and see if it's coming out to the tree line there. As I'm going, I hear a gunshot over to my left, but it wasn't the direction my other buddy was going down on that path. It was a little bit further behind us,
on a different trail. We hear that, and we end up meeting up with each other going back towards where that gun shot was because it didn't sound like it came from our group, because our group was in a different direction. We get back over there and it was another cabin owner on the other side of the island. We knew the guy, very well respected person back home. I won't dove and it's too small to give way too much, especially without his permission. He comes up and he's got his hunting right.
I found his hand and he goes That son of a bitch is huge. It tried breaking my door. We just had the hairy mat thing going on, and we asked them how long ago? He goes, this is just a little bit ago. It took me a while to get up the nerve to get the gun and come out and try to run it off. And we're like, okay, it's shipped the outhouse over there such and such cabin and scared our buddy, and we were just looking to run it off ourselves. He goes, I'll let you guys do that. I'm gonna stay here.
I don't want to be outside. I asked him, Hey, how to get in your door to jiggle the knob or something. I'm just curious. He goes, no, until I pointed the gun at it was just gently bumping against it, seeing how much forced it was going to take to break it. Almost like it knew exactly what it would take, but was messing with him. Is the feeling he said he got. So we go back to what we were doing. And as we're going from that trail back to where the original why was, we went on the phone. We ran
into a couple other people that were with us over at that cabin. They're armed and they were saying, hey, we just saw the hairy man run across that opening. And then we heard the splashing in the lake. So we're immediately we're like, oh, it's swimming, okay, boom, we take off. We head back over to the cabin. Just as we get up to where the deck is, that wraps run to the front where you can see the boat house in that open area that these people were referring to.
I remember it was about the third step up we heard a god awful scream from right behind that out house. We had run past this thing going to look at what we thought was the same one, and it was a different one that jumped in the lake. So it dawned on us that we just went right past this thing, and we all had the same realization. Right then, we're like, maybe we should re evaluate where we're staying.
Maybe we should grow up to a gold walk or something. Because typically when things like this happen and there's multiple in one era and there's always more than one, a lot of times want to show itself to distract the other one's getting out of there. But it's never a happy story. It's never a oh, hey, guess what mad berries? They shared some berries they're actively
trying to get into cabins. I don't know if it's even the same thing as what people deal with down in the States, especially hearing from that relative. As soon as I brought up, hey you got any good Harryman stories, immediately he had encounters like same area. As a matter of fact, the fishing game cabin that's just outside of Kalaganik is where his experience happened. Yeah, we were further up. We were further up by about fifteen miles.
So it was like the number two count tower from chick Narrows we were in, but it's number three or four coming from the Klaganik side of the Nyaku. Anyway, he was in the first one by Kaliganik where his experience happened. But I just asked that one question, this lifelong relative, and the floodgates open, and I hope I'm able to share a lot of that stuff, especially all Alaskans, but especially the First Nations, my fellow brothers
and sisters. A lot of Hollywood gets one or two and they don't really delve in. They'll hear one little experience and then it moves on. They play some nice music, and then they'll blend in with another Native person speaking and whatnot, which is good. I'm not knocking that there's a little more production than meat, you know what I mean. I want this to be meat. Let's get to the issue. Let's hear what happened. I just want to try to find out why, especially in certain areas, these things
want to get you. It's not a guessing game. Everyone I've talked to that has had an experience out that way, not one of them had to just oljeep, what did it want? What was its intent? There's none of that. It's always either they shot near it, ran off, they left as soon as they see the harry Man, they're freaking out of there, which is nine out of ten times. These things don't evoke. Let's get to know each other better. Everything that happens. It's always whoever has
the encounter leaves that area immediately. They'll eat you. That's all we've ever been taught. I'm sure there's some anecdotal evidence of not so crazy encounters, not so ominous, maybe curious and why not. And I'm sure they are, don't get me wrong. There's just things going on with how aggressive they are up here that just it seems like we're missing a piece of that puzzle. I don't know. I have an encounter that was shared with me from
Jonathan. Jonathan's up from the ely On the Lake area, which is north of Bristol. Bay. Elon the Lake is the largest lake in Alanska. This happened back in I believe. He said it was nineteen eighty two. Him and his brother James went snow machining, still snow on the ground. It was midwinter caribou hen is how he put it. He didn't say whether it was December, January or November whatever. Here said midwinter hunt, which is typically in December ish. So they left by snow machine, and they
each had a new snow machine. They did well fishing that year. They went rip them back to do the caribou hunt. It's quite a way is you got to cut through this one valley and then it cuts to another valley and then you get out onto the open tundra from there to go out to the porcupine herd. Porcupine herd is the name of the caribou herd. It wasn't literally a herd of porcupine. They don't roll like that up here.
So anyway they get out there, they're good distance. They're in the last valley before they had to get to the edge of the tundra and go track them down and see where they're at. As they're going through this valley, his brother's snow machine fails something with the particular model they had that year. There was a fuel issue unbeknownst to them. So his brothers was dive, Okay, we'll just throw some of your stuff onto my sled that I'm toying,
and then you ride with me and we'll get this done. Starts up his snow machine. Within a mile, same issue happens, identical fuel issue problems on both snow machines, so they're stuck. Of course, they had all their provisions. They weren't naked by any means, They had firearms, They had everything they needed and plus their first nations and that's how they live. They have to hike, and they have to hike all the way back to Nondalton, just outside of non Adult So they got a ways to go.
But they know for a fact there's some trappers cabins along the way that they can take refuge in when weather changes too cold nighttime. They didn't know how long it was going to take. What they were really hoping for was another villager or snow machiner just happenstance come by and they can get it right out of there, warn someone that they needed help. They did have an
old school handheld VHF, but there wasn't much range. They only had that to communicate with another family member once they got up onto the tundra to find out where the herd was. But with the way the mountains are there, they had no way of getting a signal out with that small of an antenna. So they start hiking back on a pack trail, the snow machine trail, and the first cabin they come across is dilapidated. It's not worth the
time. They're better off sleeping underneath the tree. And so they're going along and they're a few miles into it. Their snow machines broke down the first part of the morning. So it's not even light this time of year yet. Five am in the wintertime in Alaska is like midnight anywhere else. It's still pitch black. It doesn't get lighter until closer to noon. They're hiking along and as you know, they got their headlamps and things of this nature,
but they felt an ominous threat or anything like that. They each had their caribou rifle. They weren't worried about bears, that all the bears were hibernating. He said that as they were walking along, his brother James kept accusing him of throwing stuff at him, because James's a few paces ahead of him, and James thought that Jonathan was periodically throwing little pieces of ice, snow whatever. He wasn't He said, no, I'm not doing anything,
aren't you. And as they're talking discussing stuff being thrown with their headlamps facing each other, they saw what appeared to be something for and just small drop between them, and they're looking down on the trail to see what the hell, and they hear movement off to their right hand side, to the south of them. They heard movement at the base of one of the mountains where the tree line is in the valley that they were cutting through. It was
a very narrow valley up in there. Immediately their whole area change. They were like, something, something's going on here that we don't know. We don't know that, what's what about. They weren't immediately thinking harry Man, but they weren't ignorant to it either being first nations they were brought up. Look, I'm sure the same stories I was about won't be where the harry
Man and all that. They weren't putting two and two together. So they continue on down and the second cabin they came up next to was in a lot better shape. This particular one had its roof, still had a stove, obviously because there was an upside down coffee can on top of the woodstack. So they say, Okay, well we'll use this one if we have to, but we have all day to hike. Let's make tracks. James, he didn't want to expend a lot of energy, and basically he was
like, someone's eventually going to come by. I don't want to do all that walk. That's what it boils down to in essence. So he puts up with us about wanting to continue, and Jonathan didn't want to continue alone. You just don't want to separate yourselves when you're that deep in the bush, which I totally understand, and I wouldn't want to either. Stay tuned for more sasquatch out to see. We'll be right back after these messages.
Retelling this from what he told me, I have some notes written down, but I try to talk to him about it several times, so I know how it went down, so I'm not sitting here reading from a book or something written down. So he agrees, okay, fine, we'll just set up this little cabin, maybe start a fire, and eat some lunch. When that time rolls around, by then we should hear somebody. Someone should either be looking for us or someone should be coming by. Because hunting seasons,
someone's bound to be by and that's the main trail. So they're really not all that worried. It's starting to get light out now and all that stuff. It was like, no big deal, kind of deal. So they get to the cabin and it's unlocked, but all the windows are boarded up to keep bears out and whatnot. So they go in check it out, make sure that nothing got in there, and tore it up, and
it was in relatively good shape for what it was. It was just a shell with a woodstove and a quasi broken down cot from what Jonathan said, and the windows were intact but covered. There was just a single window on the back, he said, and a single one on the front, and this particular door, it was a relative of theirs that had built it a couple of decades before and ended up passing away and wasn't able to really make a trapping cabin of it. But it was all at the time he passed
provisioned out and real nice. But over a couple of decades of sitting there and really no one using it out of respect for the family and whatnot, it was relatively untouched. So the woodstove worked great. There was a couple of rusted holes in the pipe, he said, but he made James, since James wanted to stay climb up on the roof to take the coffee can off the top of the stack. He was like, yeah, no problem, I'll do that part. And there was an upper portion of the stack
with the China cap on it that he took with him. It's just a top two foot section of stove pipe with a China cap. So he goes up, he climbs up on there and he removes the coffee can and he's getting the trying to cap shovel down on there, and I laughed because I've been in his position to get screamed that out of the blue, he gets screamed at and whatever screens at him is sounded. It was directly behind him
and it's just getting daylight. It really freaked him out, so he runs over the roof and jumps off in front of the door, turns around and runs in the door and slams it and puts the little bryce in front of the door, and Jonathan heard the screen. Jonathan already had a gun in his hand. He is like, what the hell is going on there?
Now? The windows are boarded up, so it's pitch black in there outside of their headlamps and the woodstove they just lit, so they're sitting in the dark, and it's not much brighter outside and winter time Alaska, so they're
really on edge. Because this screen was very close and Jonathan was going to the back window to see there's some spacing in between the slats used to board up the windows there, he said, as he was peeking through, all he could see was a little sliver and he can make out tree standing, and every once in a while he would see movement, but he couldn't because of the window pane and the difference between that and the covering the glass.
He couldn't get close enough to the little slit to see through it. Outside of just little bits of movement here and there. They're super on edge. James is saying, hey, I think it's outside front door, and Jonathan's calm down and just screamed at you. You're worked up, you're getting a little emotional. Just settled down. James wasn't having that, and he goes, look, i'm a man. You've heard what I heard. That's a
hairy man or something's not right. So they're discussing with each other. Let's just walk out on the trail with our guns and shoot it if we have to, but let's not stay stuck in here. Who wants to be pinned, because that's essentially what it was. They were pinned in this little place. Grant you, it's a cabin. It's somewhere to be outside of the
barrier between the two. So they're discussing amongst themselves for a while and it gets deathly quiet and way off in the distance, they hear a snow machine and they're like, yes, okay, someone's going to be coming. Well listen, they're right maybe the twenty yards off the main trail. They're hunting trail, so they know whoever it is coming down that trail, that they feel very sure of so being sure of themselves. They're waiting and listening and
it fades out. It's almost like it did a U turn and left, and they're like, yeah, okay, there's hope. We heard one. It's still early in the day. Let's stay calm, let's stay inside until we hear something get close. They can't see how the scream happened. They're not panic stricken, but they're very concerned. According to Jonathan, he said his hackles were up, but he wasn't scared. He was very hyper aware and ready to do whatever he had to do. They're waiting and waiting,
and he wasn't sure how much time had passed. He said it had been at least an hour had passed. And they heard snow machine again, same distance, same direction. This time it didn't fade back out. It kept getting louder and louder. It's still at a distance, but they could tell it's closing the distance. They get their stuff ready and they're trying their best to open the door and look at it and not over expose themselves for something to snatch them. They do that a couple of times. It looks good.
He steps out, looks up on the roof above him. Nothing going on there. It basically quieted now, so they calm down. Okay, the Harryman heard the snow machine. It took off from there. They hear the snow machine getting closer and closer, so they're like, hey, yeah, cool, let's let's get our stuff and we'll get on our trail. They cut them off at the pass, cut them off at the trail,
so they just don't pass us there. They're agreeing to do that, and as they bust out the door and they're looking around getting up to the main trail so they're not overlooked, they heard a scream coming from the direction the snow machine was. The Hairyman screamed at the snow machinery. Now they were immediately petrified because of the loudness of the screen, and they're trying to stumble
and make it to the trail. Meanwhile, this guy who was gingrew he calling along on a snow mashe and is now wide open, white knuckle flying past them. They didn't even get all the way to the and just how it played out was it would just be so horrible. I feel for those guys. Man, it must have been just made their heart sinks. So it goes by and it's loud. Those old even the new sleds, they're very loud. So the guy, whoever it was, they didn't think hurt
them, and they definitely didn't think he saw them. So they scrambled back inside because this thing was just right over there screaming at the snow machine. So they ducked back inside and they slammed the door, and they're like, crap, maybe he was going away from town. Maybe he's got to come
back this way to get back to town. There was another trail, but it's further north and way out of the way, so they're banking on this guy making it back past there where he was just screamed at going through on a snow machine. I could only imagine that. So they're tucked away. It's why they're eating some of their provisions and they're trying to figure out WTF.
And he said at least two hours passed and it was probably as bright as it would be for the day, so that would roughly be between noon and two at that time of year, roughly going up north or whatever. So they're anticipating this is the brightest part of the day. Maybe we should hike as fast as we can back towards town and make tracks while it's still
daylight. They knew of other cabins. They were about five six miles away though from the next protective shelter, and so they were literally about getting a jump on it. And so as they're discussing this, they hear the snow machine. They hear multiple snow machines. They're like, oh, yes, so they killed that plan. Now they're anticipating the snow machiner is getting closer and then getting out onto the trail. They want to minimize their exposure and
screamed at them. Outside of the screaming, it wasn't like it was trying to get them, but it was actively being I would consider that aggressive someone screaming at me and making it very clear I'm unwelcome. It's all in perspective. So as the snow machiners are getting closer, their anxiety was building because they didn't want the same thing to happen. So they figured they're going to get out there a little sooner this time and be ready to defend themselves if
they have to, and if not, they come. They jump on the snow machines they get the hell out of dodge. Just as they're about to go out the door, they hear the snow machines getting closer and closer, so they're more and more excited, and so they head out the door. They're like, now is the time to go. Let's just roll out. So they tread through their little trail and they get onto the main trail. Now, this whole time they got a total vision on trying to see the
snow machiners through a little bit of the tree line. And as they're running up to the main trail. Now, once they got about halfway and it's only about twenty five yards roughly to the main trail, there are a good ten to twelve to fifteen yards into this little jot to get to the trail,
and they hear can't something land behind them. They immediately stopped and turned around, and this thing appeared to have just jumped off the roof and landed behind them about half the distance from where they were to the cabin door. So now they're cut off from the cabin because of this hairyman. Immediately they turned, they got their rifles up. When they're backing up, they don't want to shoot. They want to get to the snow machiners that are coming.
Now, the snow machiners are making progress as all this is going on, and so they're trotting backwards and saying you stay there, We're going to shoot you. You stay there, and they're speaking in you, bik, I can't I'm not flowing enough. So they're speaking of this thing in you bik, telling you you're not allowed to touch us, just whatever they had to say. And they get to the main trail and they hear the snow machiners coming, but they're slowing down way before, like a good fifty yards
away, just around this little ben. According to what Jonathan said, just out of you. They're doing their thing inside, stepping down the path to get in the view of the snow machiners. They want them to know that they're there one way or another, even if it's to witness this thing attack them, just so someone knows. And so he said, as they were side shuffling, doing this weird shuffle to make a down trail, because snow machine trail is very narrow and if you step off that then your chest deep
in snow, so you stay on the pack trail. So they're doing their little side step and thing, And he said one of the lead snow machines was just off the trail, and it wasn't like today, a one inch track back then was whoa Most were half inch little nubs on a track. You barely got traction. So when it went off the trail, it was stuck and it was going to take some man handling and get it up on
the pack trail. They're doing a side shuffle and meanwhile this thing, it had turned and then ran to the back side of the cabin once once they started sidestepping and getting past there. From what he was saying is I'm trying to envision this in my mind. Where they were it was like a little bit of an se kind of curve, but it was open enough to where you could see where the people were, and they weren't that far but it was just a little bit of a little wiggle in the trail, so to
speak. So he said, once they got to that little wiggle, they had lost sight of it because for one, went behind the cabin, and for two, there was more trees between them and that cabin. So they get over the people and they're like, holy crap, there's a Harryman over there. We were stuck in the cabin, and the one guy that was off the trail was like, yeah, I got these guys to come help. And thankfully it was two neighbors and another relative of Jonathan and James.
So they were very familiar with each other and they knew. No one was making up anything. They knew each other. So I'm only laughing because I can put myself in their shoes. I really can. So they're trying to get this snow machine unstuck because they're going to need it to get all of them out of there. There's three snow machines. They weren't made for two riding back then, really, but they were going to make it happen.
One of them dumps his sled to have less weight on a snow machine, and they pushed a sled off the trail and then pull the snow machine back up on And as they get the lead snow machine that was blocking the trail back on the trail, this thing screens from behind the cab and they hear it banging against this cabin. Boom, boom, and it's echoing through the small valley. He said, from one side to the other, who was echoing just cook boom, just repetitively. So it was very ominous. They
were very anxious. Let's say, I don't want to say they were scared shitless, but let's just say they knew something bad was right over there. So they get it on there, they get it fired up, and now they're like, be ready to potentially shoot at this thing as we go by.
We don't know what it's going to do. And as they're getting their little game plan because they don't want to have to go off track again, get stuck in deep snow right next to a Harry Man throwing stuff at him fair enough, so they start going and two uprighting on these little weak snow machines. I think they're like three and forty. You see back then something
weak, not made torky, and we're packing a bunch of weight. But anyway, so they get moving and as they're coming around the one corner it's just basically a slight bend. It's not really like a ninety degree corner, but it's a slight bend, and the cabin comes into view a little better. They see it standing on top of that cabin. It's got that china cap piece of stuff he had just put on there, and it's hand and it's just standing and just doing this way and thing holding it, you know.
He said he saw something similar with a chimpanzee holding the banana in the zoo, doing a little weird back and forth. But it was almost like, non, I see you can't put it on there kind of thing. That's what he took from it. It would have been a really weird sight seeing the hair man standing there just swind back and forth jiggling this thing. So they got by without instance. It screamed. Once they were out of
sight of it. It's screamed. They could hear the scream over the wear or the snow machine, and they just use that as motivation to not stop. Now that's relatively minild. It could have been a lot worse for those two guys. Man, they say, you don't gotta go home, but
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