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Something just kid with my dog, something to kill your dog? My dog. We're flying through there, over the tree. I don't know how it did it? Okay, damn, I'm really confused. All I saw was my dog coming over the fence, and they would dead once you hit the ground. I didn't see any cars. All I saw was my dog coming over the fence. Sat, what are you reporting? We got some wonder
or something crawling around out here? Did you see what it was? It was enough out here looking him new the window now and I don't see anything. I don't want to go outside. He just point you're Kara, Hello, hit the boddy out here? What went on out there? I've thought of a bit of about sixty nine. I don't know. Easy am out there? Yeah, I'm walking right ahead. Oh, greetings from Alaska. This is spread. I've been on the phone since earlier this morning with Brandon.
He was a caretaker at a lodge for almost ten years. The first eight years not a problem. I loved his job. Stayed in a remote cabin, was a fishing lodge. They had generators, they had showers, they had all these things that he would need and it was a good way for him to save money. He would commercial salmon fish in Bristol Bay, take those proceeds, dash him away and make some money over the winter. And he was doing that for, like I said, almost a decade here
before last winter before last he no longer has that job. He'd been at the same place for damn near a decade, no issues whatsoever. Loved it. Part of this little area where he was at, there's a generator shed and there's a pump house that they used to pump water from a creek about quarter mile away something like that. He said. In the winter time, in order to get water, fresh water, they would cut a hole and they would pull the pump when it froze up, so they could just drop
the pump in the hole and get water. Right. He would fill up that I think he said it was a five hundred gallon reserve tank. He would just pump it to was full, pull the pump and be done with it. Have water for months. As he's refilling this thing, he noticed it looked like strange tracks off in the distance because where it drops down in the creek, there is like an eddy area, and then it continues on down, almost like a beaver had started to dam it up a little bit,
something like that. Something didn't go right with the beaver. I'm taking it. So he sees these strange tracks and he could didn't quite make it out because he was almost on the same plane as the tracks, but he could just see the holes in the snow. He was like, huh, that's weird. He could tell it was bipedal, so he figured it must have been a trapper or something to notice the lodge of Oh okay, I'm
in someone else's area, and moved on. None of it. Went on about his day the next morning after that, there was two little cabins to the back side of this place, little reserve cabins for couples who want privacy outside of the main lodge. Typically he would stay in one of the smaller places because he didn't want to clean the place from messing it up, honestly, So he tells me the first time in eight years, he decided he's
going to sleep in the main lodge. He wakes up in the morning feeling like someone was standing over no that's not a good feeling to wake up to. But he jumps up, looks around. There's nothing there. Then he looks over to where the balcony door is and this thing's going like this, swaying back and forth, and he immediately was like, what the hell, and he jumps out of bed and he doesn't know what to do. He's just standing or stuck like in a fighting stance. What do you do with
that? He said. When he stood up and he was staring at it, they maintained eye contact. Weatherson going like this back and forth, and it starts doing this weird in a circle thing, and then it leaps off the balcony, just gone. And so he was sitting there, standing there, and he's like trying to absorb what he just saw. He said, He's never felt like that before in his life. Now he's freaking remote, all alone, ain't no one coming for months. He has a sat phone,
the battery's dead. He can't even call out if he had a medical emergency. It was a mistake he had made, so he knew he had to fire up the generators and get this satphone charged, right, But now he just seen this thing on the balcony, he doesn't want to freaking go outside. So down in the main room of this lodge, the guy has his gun cabinet and he has two rifles in there around a shot and I
think he said the other one was Winchester thirty thirty eleve action. So he was, okay, I know there's guns down there, and he goes down, opens the case, grabs a shot gun and all he could find was like a number four bird shot, something real light. He said they would use that in the fall. He would use it to get spruce chickens, so he didn't have any knockdown power. It was basically bird shot, but
it would make noise. So he loaded up a couple of rounds into it, opened up the back door after checking really well, because you know, he just woke up that morning to this scene watching him. So he popped two shots off in the air, shuts the door, locks it, and going around looking out all the windows. I would too, I do not
blame him. Now. This happened roughly midway through his winter shift. He still has six weeks left to go on this contract before he sees it, so he really wants to charge up that SAT phone and make some communication. No sound, no movement. He called down, He drinks coffee, he wakes up, He goes out and he's armed with that shotgun and he goes over to the generator shed and he fires up a generator. He plugs and everything he needs to, goes back to the lodge, gets his sat phone
charging. Now, that time of year where he was at, it doesn't stay daylight out very long at all. It's like a long morning for the sun to rise, and then we have about three four hours of actual sunlight on the horizon and then the sun's down that kind of light to the air. So he was sitting there and it was starting to get dark again. As he's charging his phone, and he's got the place lockdown. He moved the couch over by. It had a couple double doors and there was a
lot of glass. He was petrified, but he didn't want to go into one of the smaller ones because he was afraid it would be easier to get him. And I asked him, I was like, it looked at you and ran off. What made you think it was there to hurt you? What gives you that impression? Because I was curious, You're sure it wasn't
curious? Because it'd be nice to hear something other than predatory behavior. This poor guy, he wasn't prepared for that shock because he would fish and then he would come up in the fall after his fishing thing and it was just him. I think for two years he had brought a dog. But how do you reason that out. He's sitting there by himself, trying to figure
out what the hell's going on with this. As he's sitting there and it's getting darker, he notices across the river he sees something black move across in the tree line, and he goes, that's moving really fast. I wonder if that's like a moose running from something, because he said it was large, but it was just dark enough he couldn't make out exactly what it was.
It took forever to charge his SAT phone. The generator was pulsating or doing something, and so it would start charging and it stopped, and it was basically a trickle charge. And he wasn't about to go figure out why the generator was straining. He didn't want to be outside when it was getting dark, and I understand it. He just let the generator run out of gas that night, and the phone he got into about thirty percent, and he figured, okay, it's too late. I'll wait and in the morning
I'll call and just give a check up. He wasn't sure he was going to tell anyone about it, because Harryman, he doesn't want to sound like a lunatic. Understandable. He takes the sap one up to this loft area where there's a huge California king bed for the main whoever's sleeping area or whatever for the guests. Whoever pays the highest dollar gets this loft basically or outlook in these windows, and the balcony is over off to the right hand side.
So he's up in that portion of the lodge and he's calmed down. He's doing a little sipping, drinking little wine. He has to smoke, and he smokes out on that same balcony. So after Jones and for a smoke for a while, and it had gone on in the darkness, he figured, okay, not a sound. I'm gonna go out on the balcony, get me a cigarette. So he gets out there and he's sipping on his wine, smoking a cigarette, and way off in the distance, he
hears what sounds like a wolf owl. He's like I never heard a wolf sound like that, he said. It sound like a woman being murdered with some kind of strange growl mixed with it. I've heard it many times, so it worried him. So he finished his cigarette real quick. Now, typically he has a butt can that he puts all his cigarette butts in, puts the lid on at the end of the season, takes the trash out
so none of the clients or whatever sees any of his cigarette butts. That coffee can that he kept his butts in was gone, so he's like looking around for it, like, where in the hell is this? He noticed that off the balcony tracks from where this thing had leapt. He never looked from the balcony, but he could see where it had landed when it jumped off, and basically the direction it ran off once it jumped off the porch. So he kind of got hypnotized thinking about that. And then he gets
the chills, like, why am I standing outside contemplating this. I'll deal with the coffee can thing later. So he tucks back inside, shuts locks the door, slid it this little dresser over in front of it. It's one of these doors which is basically almost all glass with just trimmers and styles
at top and bottom. Right beautiful, especially in the summertime he get a lot of light in, but in this situation, he was very scared about the thing coming back and rightfully slides over the little dresser, and then he said he went and sat on the bed and he'll drink some more wine. And he felt himself trembling inside. He was trying to rationalize what had been going on. He wakes up feeling eerie, and there's something looking at him
and it's big and it runs off. Now he's hearing the screams. It's trying to make sense of all of it. He knows he's got limited power on the SAT phone. So his game plan and before he was going to bed, was first thing in the morning, I'll make sure it's clear. I'll get more gas in the generator and get some more charge on this have it charging while I try and make some calls to touch base with people. That's his game plan. Before he goes bad. He goes down and they
have a little compostable toilet downstairs that's usually not used in the wintertime. But he wasn't going out to the freaking out house. He just wasn't going to He would rather clean up before clients showed up in the spring or whatever than to go outside. I don't blame him. I would have used the sink screw that. I wouldn't go outside either. So he goes down and he handles his business and he comes back up. He wasn't dwelling on it.
It was just a note of concern at this point, right. So he comes back up the stairs and he says, the way they go around, they cut up and then they cut up. So with his back facing this way, going behind him would be the upper loft and that balcony way. So as he's coming up the stairs, he doesn't see the balcony hits behind him. He comes wraps around and once he gets to the top of the landing to turn towards the little sleeping area, whereas the open loft. He
turns and looks, and there it is again doing this number. It's squatted down to be able to see through the doorway because it's so tall, So it's sitting there looking at him, doing the same thing again, going like this back and forth, and then this time it comes in closer to the window and doing this kind of number, kind of really getting in on him, not literally, but in on the window to get a better look at
the guy. So Brandon's well, the shotgun's downstairs, laying on the table, so he immediately tucks, runs, grabs the shotgun, comes back up, and this thing shows him his teeth and jumps off again. Because he's standing trembling with the shotgun yelling at it, I'm gonna shoot you, I'm gonna shoot you, it takes off. So now he's super spooked. He was about to be going to bed and this thing is in the window doing this stuff. Now the generator had shut off. He has lanterns going on
inside there. Part of what this thing was doing had a slight mirror effect to it. There was just enough shadow he could see it coming in and doing his thing. So he didn't have the most clear, crystal clear description he could give to me. He said it was human like, but real broad thick jaw, and something not right with the eyes. He couldn't pinpoint it. He said there was a slight bit of like eyeshine, but proportionate to the amount of light coming from inside the cabin. He's tuned up.
He is not going to fall asleep. He's wide awake. The slight buzz he had from his wine is gone, and he's in freakout mode. He's like a little ten soldier man. He's walking through this lodge, up and down, back and forth for hours, he said, with this shotgun, anticipating something bad. Said he felt when he looked at it, like it was trying to size him up. Is he really a threat to me? Or can I just snatch him? Those were his words, not mine.
He's in freakout mode. He's lost his buzz. He's over working here. He's been there almost a decade. He told me. He goes man, I quit that night. They just didn't know it yet, and I said, okay, yeah, I'm with you. But now he's in a situation.
He's stuck there. He hasn't been able to call anyone yet. So he was doing the math, and where the owners of the lodge live was roughly a four hour difference from where he was, so he knew in less than two hours he can make a sack call without waking anyone up, because again, he doesn't want to sound like a friggin lunatic. So many people get treated like dirt because they can't help what they saw growing up. When I was a kid, I didn't ask to see these things. I didn't
ask for this thing to come and try to attack me. I didn't ask for none of that shit. Now, so I feel where this guy's coming from. You don't want to be judged, but you know, at the end of the day, these things are out there and it's just the reality. So he's got his game plan. Now, just a couple more hours, he's gonna make this sack call. He's only got thirty percent, but all he needs to do is just say I'm not feeling right. Can you send someone to get me? Just leave it at that. He doesn't have
cis medical emergency. He doesn't have to get an epurb and have the Coastguard come get them. But he was going to make it urgent that he needed to go see a doctor. That's his game plan. So he goes, Okay, I'm good, I'm going to drink a little more wine, calm down. Instead of going to the wine, he goes to blueberry brandy, I think he said, because the wine was getting low or something. So he went to this blueberry brandy and start basically chugging blueberry brandy to self medicate
because he thought he was losing his mind. A couple hours past, he tries one sack call. It kept dropping. It wasn't going through, so he's getting worried. SAT phone ain't working. Not uncommon, hum. He paid a lot of money for that service. I tell you, just for a hit and miss bullshit. He's gonna give it a few and try again.
As he's trying, he's going to different places within this lodge. Now he knows it works out on the deck, but it's still dark out, so he's going to kill time until he can go out on deck and use the satphone. This poor guy, he didn't ask for none of this. He's just stuck in a situation where he didn't even like it. He drinks his brandy and he's calming down again. He's counting, he's got about four hours to it even resembles light outside. He can already start trying to communicate.
But he knows it works for sure right out on that deck. So I fod he gets enough liquid courage and he's got the shotgun and he grabs one of the lanyards and the satphone and he going to go out on this deck. And make his call. So he does that. He gets out there, he lights a cigarette. I'm over this, I'm gonna make my call, and everything's going to be just fine. He opens the door,
and I laughed, because of course it has to happen this way. But he opens the door and he starts going out there, and he said it had to have been about less than one hundred feet away. Off to his right hand side. The loudest scream focused right at him. He had ever felt, all his bravery, everything went right out. The window door shut. He moved a little couch that was down there in front of these It's mainly glass in the front of this place, mainly glass, and this guy
is dealing with this shit. So he slides over this little couch in front of the door for whatever good that would do. And he's back upstairs, and now he's trying to find every lantern. He's putting white gas and all the ones he can. He's getting every light he could to light this place up because now he has shook, he's panic ridden. He doesn't know what to do. So nothing else happens outside of that scream. He's tucked upstairs.
Nothing else happens on the balcony. Eventually he falls asleep and wakes up at the brightest part of the day, which that time of year is probably right around between one and three somewhere in there, so it was roughly noon when he woke up. Because he crashed hard, just from the stress and all that, he crashed hard. So he wakes up and oh, hey, okay, it's light out. I'm gonna take a look around, make sure nothing broke in or anything. Everything's clear. He grabs sap phone,
looks, runs out, makes his call. He gets hold of the guy no problem from that spot on the deck, just like he knew it. And he tells the guy, Hey, I haven't been feeling good for quite a few days now. I think I should at least get checked out. Can you send whoever to come snatch me and then I'll get cleared and then I'll come back. Guys like, yeah, definitely. It may take a
day or so to get someone out there. But if I can't communicate with you, if you can't get through, no that someone will be coming, and just keep your ear out. He's like, okay, because typically if need be, plane will fly in on skis Land on the snow on the river or whatever, as long as there's no overflow and get him out of there. So he's okay, great, I appreciate it. I'll be ready to go. I'll be on standby. The guy goes, okay, yeah,
you're not feeling good. Don't worry about your standard stuff. Making sure all that kind of stuff. You'll come back and you could take care of it. He is, okay, yeah, sure he wasn't coming back. He went, made sure the generator shack was locked up, everything was unplugged. He took the time quickly to deal with the composting toilet and made sure the pump house and all the other stuff was cleared up. He had all his gear, which at this point he had trimmed down to a little load
of stuff because he realized what he needed. What he did, and over the years, right plane makes it in the next day. Nothing happens since the screen. This poor guy drags his stuff over and it's helping the pilot load it up. Small bush pilots, it got a lot it themselves because of weight, and they know how they want it situated. They'll lift weight, okay, out put this here there. Because a small bush plane weight
is an issue. So as the pilot's loading this stuff up, pilot turns and looks at him and he goes, have any visitors, and then laughs at him, and he goes, what is that supposed to me? And he goes, man, I'm surprised you've been a caretaker here this long. They went through several one year one time because of the hairyman, and he's the hairyman, and he goes, oh, just some mythological thing. The
pilot never seen it. The pilot was just ribbing him and giving him shit because of the history of people telling him, Hey, there's a freaking hairyman over here. The pilot was just basically mocking it. He didn't think it was funny, but he let it go and sure flea out of there with his stuff. He didn't specify whether he ever talked to the owner. I think he talked to him briefly, but he's never been back up here, not even to commercial salmon fish last year or none of it. He's done
with Alaska for now, brand and I hope you make it back. Alaska is great. It doesn't happen all the time. I'm sorry it happened like that to you, but jeez, can you imagine being there, feeling that isolated halting. He use a satphone to call for help. He's lucky it didn't get ugly. Me personally, I wouldn't sign up for that kind of job, not up here. I don't care what they're paying I When it gets to a certain point, the cost doesn't freaking matter. Once these things
put that fear in you, that primal fear that you can't shake. You can't figure it out. You don't want nothing to do with them. It's not like you're going to go and seek them out. Most people don't. But anyway, that's what Brandon shared. Great guy, Hey Brandon, I glazed over some stuff, buddy. Otherwise I'd be on here for an hour, but I think I got to just what happened now. Thanks for listening, Brandon, Thanks for sharing that, and beware the woods. Stay tuned
for more Sasquatch out to see. We'll be right back after these messages. Thanks for joining me. What I want to share with you today was not fun for these people, Jennis and Scott. They were in southeast Alaska. They were on a private charter. They're fishing away and all that. Having a great time down southeast charter had three or four kayaks strapped to the top of their boat. Nice little boat, thirty two footer, Nice amenities for what it was. So they were on a three day trip and they were
east of Cordova kinda I guess it would be northeast of Henchinbrook Island. Some are up in the Wrango Saint Elias area. So they were anchored out and they decided the fishing wasn't really popping right then, and they didn't really want to motor anywhere else because they were just in a beautiful spot and it was this picturesque so they wanted to stay. So Scott says, we can kayak.
Why don't we kayak and check the coves out and everything, And the charter guy was a, yeah, I'd be careful of the tide switch because the currents will change and you could potentially be pulled off one way or another. So he hands Scott handheld rover radio VHF. Not the little garment ones,
not those little RinkyDink. This is a legit handheld like the cops have on their utility belt with little mic on their shoulder, but without the mic on the shoulder, hands it to Scott he puts it in a waterproofcase, and him and Janie take off on their kayaking and they just head straight into shore from the boat and then start heading south along the coastline, just checking out, looking at the sea otters playing in the seaweed and all that kind
of stuff. Just gorgeous times. We're looking at the sea lions. I mean, they were having a great day. As they're going along, they see this little inlet, and this inlet looks like it has a landing way in the back, and they wanted to check out the area because from their vantage point when they were going in this inlet, it looked like one big
waterfall was coming down. But it was an optical illusion because once they got there and they docked their little kayaks and it was all craggly rock and stuff. So they found a spot to tie off, got all their stuff out, their cameras and stuff. They were shocked, but there was a very well worn path, almost like it came right up to the water's edge, like someone every day was coming down to the water's edge right there. And
they were perplexed because it's so remote. They ain't seen anyone else around. They'd already been there a couple of days out on the boat doing the fishing thing and saw no other traffic. They saw it further out in the water heading south, but it was commercial boats in a ferry. They were just listed. Hopefully it's not so must private cabin back in there, and we, you know, we don't want to get shot at by some old hermit
and fair enough this Alaska. Beware them hills and stay off your neighbor's grass, you know what I mean. You don't want to go out like that man. Yeah, stand your ground law a castle doctor and they don't play. So they're a little nervous, but it's such a well worn path.
They figured we'll just check it out because they wanted to get a better bend point at this waterfall, which they're finding as they move along on this trail that is actually three different ones and they're on totally different pieces of rock. But the way they first saw it, they all rind up to look like a tear kind of fall, which would be awesome if that was the case. It wasn't though. They were just three individual ones in perspective through it
all, they get around this bend. Now on their right hand side is sheer cliff going up probably sixty eighty feet, and then there was some kind of ledge he couldn't make out because he didn't have the perspective. And on to the right there was a little shrubbery on the other side of this creek which ran down to the inlet, so left sheer wall, creek shrubs,
and another sheerwall going up on the right. As they come through this canyon and it opens up in the meadow back there a lot of old growth timber off in the distance, a place that hadn't been logged, or if it hadn't been in a long time. And so once they got back around this little bit of a corner, that creek kind of got shallower and got a little wider. It sourced from three different places, so they were just oh wow, cool, Look this one's coming from over here. It's feeding in
there. And they're just checking out the scenery to send their click taking pictures. While as they're off in the distance, he goes, oh, I want to get a picture. He gets the camera from Janice, and Scott's sitting there trying to focus in because he sees this tree that's leaning and the camera. They had a record option, but for some reason it wasn't operating correctly, so he's I'm just going to get a picture, you know, have a hey, this is the tree that was doing this, because it
was the only one moving. It was just slowly going back and forth like some unseen force was rocking it. And this confused him, but he was also curious, Wow, I wonder if this is an Alaskan thing, or maybe the tree is about to die and the roots are giving it up. He was making assumptions, so he tries to zoom in as best he could, and he finally zooms in on the tree in the camera that they were using wouldn't take the picture that it ended up dying as he's trying to do
the focus, so he's what the hell they know? They put in fresh batteries before they left the boat. They swapped out the batteries they had some in the pack that they brought with them, turned it back on and made the thing blinked out. Now they're not focused on that tree right now, there's nothing to give them the feeling of dread, the feeling to be scared. They're trying to figure out the camera because it's ruining some beautiful pictures.
You know they're in one of the most picturesque places in the world, and now their camera's giving it up. So as they're doing that, Scott noticed this movement out of his right eye in that same direction at that tree was rocking, And immediately he didn't see anything but a little movement. But when that movement hit, he said, something within him turned on. The sense of danger kicked up to unreal proportions, considering there was not intangible to be
scared of. It's not like a bear was five feet away or something. So he hands the camera and he's gets in this feeling that he's being watched. So he hands the camera to Janice for her to fiddle with, and he turns around to look in the tree line off in the distance. Now
these trees over to their right. The sheer cliff continues, but as it opens up into this meadow, the shrub rush and everything gets bigger and bigger, and then it fades into taller old growth that kind of wraps around semicircle and then cuts back into this valley and off to their further left, the scrub brush around that kind of tapers off into nothing, and then the rock from the mountain just sheers off right down at the base of the meadow that
they were in, and the tree line continues back out out of sight. As he's scanning the area because he's really feeling watched, he's looking high to see if someone was up on a cliff, and as he's doing that, he notices movement down low in the trees. So he immediately he looks at it like anyone would, and what he sees is something very big just inside the tree line that he can't make out, but it's humanoid shaped and is very big, and it just starts getting behind this tree and then slowly rocking
out, looking their direction and then rocking behind. And so he's what am I seeing? He said, look dark brown, almost black. It was massive, but it would it would lean out and then lean back. It made no aggressive gestures, nothing like that. All they had on them was a flare gun and some bare spray. They were on a boat. They were on a fishing trip, so they weren't planning the kayak trip, so being armed. It wasn't even in their wheelhouse, you know, when they
left the boat, because they were just going to kayak. It just so happened they chose to beach, the kayaks and you know, go for a little walk. Well, as she's assessing what is going on with this thing off in the tree line, Janis noticed what's going on, and she says, hey, the camera powered up, and he goes right over, there's movement. Something is peeking back and forth from out behind the trees. Come over my shoulder with the telephoto lens and zoom in on that area while I
keep an eye on it. So she does. She gets in there and she goes, hey, I can't focus on it. And then she goes, oh, I can focus on it, and the camera died again. Now they had changed the batteries twice, had new ones in it when they had started. Immediately, She's frustrated because she doesn't realize there was a danger, and he really doesn't either. He's still trying to assess what the hell is this. Then it screams at him. Now, this thing is approximately
sixty seventy yards away at his rough estimation. We got to take that into consideration, so he said. Once it screamed, and it wasn't very long, but it was very loud. And how the train was set up with all the sheer cliffs and the rocks and stuff. It just reverberated real loud on their side because it just all the sound kay men basically in full stereo.
He said it had never been so scared in his life. Janets dropped the camera over sixteen hundred dollars for the lens along just the lenses on this camera dropped, probably broke right there on the spot because the surface of the ground at that point was a little bit of dirt over sheer rock, the water table was surface. Southeast Alaska's like a primeval brainforest, totally beautiful place. Scream immediately cameras dropped and they we gotta go. Screw the camera.
Jannis takes off back down the trail. Scott's right behind her, and as he's running, he hears and starts to feel in the ground. This think catching up running behind them very quickly. It is closing the gap real fast, and so he said he was so scared. He was like half step in and stumbling. Janispelled once because she felt the same thing. So he's
picking her up. She cut her knee on some of the jagged rock that's protruding through the dirt, and so she's not moving as fast as she could but she's adrenalized, so she's doing the half hop run and he's staying behind her to keep her protected from what was going on behind him. The whole time, they hear this sink closing the distance. Say, they hear it making more noises. He said, it was making like a almost like a laughing hyena kind of noise, but it was off. He couldn't compare it
to anything. He said, the closest would be a laughing hyena, but it was much deeper and at a different tempo. So just as they were getting to it where the trail kind of curved and they could get back to their kayaks, back through this little not quite a canyon, but there's some sheer faces on either side. They're just getting around in the bend and all of a sudden, he feels like it's right on him, just breathing on
him. They had that pepper spray, so he finds a little key ring thing with the pepper spray as he's running along, and he pops a little safety off and he stops and turns around to confront this, saying nothing there. He's looking around. He's really confused because it should be on him.
He should be able to see it right in front of him, but he doesn't, and he's trying to like, what the hell, trying to come to grips with what's going on. Then all of a sudden, he hears rocks clicking and clacking down the face off to his right from that sheer cliff that goes up approximately sixty feet. As he looks up, he looks up just in time to see this thing letting a rock go bombing him with a rock, and so he immediately jumps out of the way and it hits right
where he was standing and it screens again. Then it starts chucking rocks at them. It's intentionally barely missing them, but he said it could have hit him, And so they they're hollassing. This thing is bombing them with rocks off this cliff. They get over the kayaks. Janis falls into the water. Not laughing at you, Janice, I just I'm picturing you taking a header into the water trying to get into your kayak. But she was a
trooper. She popped right out like a duck and was in that kayak, and he got in his and as they were paddling away like bats out of hell, he turned to look back at the cliff. There is nothing on the cliff. Now, this is all happening real fast, So there's nothing
on the cliff anymore. But right where they just left, twenty five feet behind him on the shore, this thing stands up from around the back side of the rocks just out of you, and walks out into the open and has a rock in each hand and chucks one just past Janice to where just barely missed her, plopped on the other side of her into the water, and did the same thing to Scott. Now, that is not a kayak trip. I want you just never know. And they weren't expecting that.
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