SO EP:508 Bigfoot By The Bathroom!

was it was? Standing enough? I'm out here looking through the window now and I don't see anything. I don't want to go outside. Jesus Quice, you better hello, hit the body out here, quin, I'm out there. It's thought of a bitch of about tix fort nine. I don't know. Easy him out there. Yeah, I'm walking right, head deep in the wild woods of Alaska, where killer temperatures leave even the thermostats frozen solid. We are on the hunt

for a legend that refuses us to die. I am in the company of Michael Thompson, a law enforcement officer who has spent thirty three years on the trail of Bigfoot. Or sasquatch to give the mysterious beast its proper name. Michael fifty two is clutching a cast made from a footprint discovered on a track near Bluff Creek in California in nineteen sixty three. He wears a beret bearing a silhouette of the ape like creature, and he won't be

giving up his quest for answers anytime soon. People think I'm a crank, Michael admits, but the evidence is overwhelming when it comes to proving that Bigfoot is alive. The rest of the world wants a body alive or dead, but I think there's enough physical evidence left behind to prove that there's something out there evading people. The most important evidence are tracks. They are the most numerous and reoccurring. I have seen them myself in Island Lake and hidden

lakes in several spots where I live. His research suggests that the beasts can weigh up to ninety two stone, have twenty seven inch footprints, and are up to ten feet tall. Michael is currently probing a report from Tetlin, eastern Alaska. In September, a moose hunter was in a tent when a creature walked past brushing the canvas. Unexplained tracks were found close by. American reports of mysterious ape

like beasts go back more than four hundred years. Experts believe a creature could have survived in Alaska's deserted icy tundra on a diet of moose, caribou, coyote, and berries. Bigfoot truly became a phenomenon after Russia sold Alaska to America in eighteen sixty seven. Fur trappers arrived in the eighteen eighties, and since then there have been three hundred

and fifty official sightings which are considered reliable. But on top of that, some forty five thousand people in America have submitted online reports of their own encounters to Michael's Bigfoot Filled Researchers organization website, and while enthusiast ghost hunters, UFO truthers, and spiritualists to bicker online about whether Bigfoot is an alien, a shape shifter, or something that exists in a parallel dimension, Michael has no doubt that it exists.

He is also convinced that there are many Bigfoot out there and longs for the day he comes face to face with one. The hunter goes on the theory that only one exists is impossible to be true. There have been countless reports of individual sasquatches, as well as a mother and her child. Other people have heard groups of voices while out in the country, adding weight to the theory. Many sightings have been made hundreds of miles upon art.

Only one US state, Hawaii, has never had a reported sighting. It is far from mythical. It is very flesh and blood, an actual physical being. Because it leaves tracks and other evidence that cannot be attributed to any other animal. What we're talking about here is the king of the mountain. A man would be no match for it. A sasquatch is the apex predator in America. It will kill anything

before it, even a grizzly bear. If I was to ever see one, I would try to record as much evidence as I could, but I would not try to kill it. Why would I want to endanger what I have pursued more than half my life. This is not some hobby to me, It's a burning obsession. To those who doubt, I say, prove us wrong. No one can prove it doesn't exist, and I can't prove one hundred percent that it does it's a stalemate. But my hope is that one day I will find sasquatch. It would

make me world famous. Next year marks the fiftieth and of versary of the famous Patterson Gimblin video, in which a supposed female Bigfoot was filmed close to a logging road in California. Despite numerous attempts to confirm or discredit the nineteen sixty seven footage, no one has proved its authenticity. It is expected that the anniversary will lead to a

renewed effort to substantiate Bigfoot's existence. Alaska boasts more sightings than any other state, making it the perfect location for the headquarters of Sasquatch Tracker, three hundred and forty miles east of Anchorage. It is from here that Michael runs his Bigfoot website. While diligently compiling reports of sidings, he treats witnesses just like those involved in a crime, interviewing them for hours in a bid to extract every piece

of information possible. They also fill out a detailed and counter report survey designed to weed out the hoaxers. Michael explains, I am looking for a pattern, some forensic detail. I go over and over their interview with a fine tooth comb. I look for inconsistencies in their story. They have to prove that what they saw was a potential sighting rather than something like a moose. I always go into it from the position of I do not believe this person, and they have to prove it to me. Once I'm

happy that their information is genuine, my work really begins. Michael, who holds a degree in law enforcement and archaeology and Heritage, supplies hunters with evidence kits and a guide to collect DNA. The packs are similar to those used by FBI forensic teams and include scalpels, collection tubes, cotton swabs, surgical masks, glass vials, and specimen transport bags. Magnifying lenses, tape measures,

and a photographic scale bar are also provided. Reports of a mythical beast primarily known for inhabiting the forest and the Pacific Northwest, are starting to gain a big foothold in the tar Hill State skunk Ape Sasqua. Bigfoot, the creature that some believe to be an indigenous North American bipedal primate, reportedly has been seen in Canada in every state but Hawaii. The most alleged sightings have been in Washington with six hundred and fifty three, while Delaware has

the fewest with only five. According to the Bigfoot Filled Researchers Organization or BFRO, the study of Bigfoot and other such creatures, including thunderbirds and chupacabra is called cryptozoology, and the animals that the scientific world has yet to recognize are referred to as cryptids. Native American legends pre dating European arrival on the continent describe such a beast thought

to be a forest spirit. There are several names for the North American cryptid, sasquatch in the Pacific northwestern Canada, skunk ape in the swamps and forests of the South, and grassman in the Midwest. Bigfoot may also be related to the Canadian windigo, but legends and sightings aren't limited to this side of the planet, as similar creatures have been reported around the world, including the Yetti or abominable snowman of the Himalayas, the Alma of Mongolia, and the

Yowie of Australia. The North American creatures are said to be very muscular, stand between six and ten feet tall, and are covered in hair which varies in color from black to reddish brown. The name Bigfoot comes from the reported human like tracks that range from thirteen to twenty four inches in length. Despite the skeptics, sixteen percent of Americans believe Bigfoot actually exists, according to a California Magazine

article from June. Some researchers think the creatures, if real, are a type of great ape, while others postulate that they could be descendants of early hominids. There have been at least ninety six reported sightings in North Carolina, although the BFRO website doesn't list any since twenty fifteen. The three most recent reports that year were close to home,

two in Montgomery County and one in Roberson County. The BFRO lists sidings in forty five counties from the mountains to the coast, with Montgomery County being the most popular spot with thirteen. There are six reported sidings in both Onslow and Cleveland Counties. The only reported siding in Richmond County is from an unnamed hunter who claims to have found evidence off Grassy Island Road outside Ellerby in two

thousand eight. According to the report, the hunter noticed a stinking odour that is often associated with close encounters of the harry kind. He also said that it sounded like something was following me on the way in there, and it sounded like someone was hitting trees with baseball bats. The hunter also claims to have found one track about twenty three inches long with a two inch impression into

the ground. By comparison, the hunter said that he himself weighed three hundred pounds and his track only sank a half an inch. About two weeks later, the hundred denotes in his report he was hunting near a stream and heard a huge splash in the water. Thinking it was

a deer, he waited, but he never saw anything. When he went out to investigate, the hunter says that he found a single track that was twenty plus inches long and saw other signs like stick formations and large patches of vegetation that looked like it had been ran over by a steam roller, and several tracks in the leaves with long strides of about four feet. After he found the first track, the hunter says that he called John Shaw,

a biologist with the North Carolina Wildlife Resources Commission. The hunter claimed that Shaw, when shown the track, said that he could see what I was saying, but the track was contaminated, so we left it at that, with the second track being at the bottom of the creek. The hunter said that he didn't bother calling Shaw again. Shaw said on Monday that he had no recollection of that specific incident, adding that the Commission sometimes gets calls to

check out claims of EVA evidence. In the other story section of the report, the hunter says that he knows two men who claim to have seen a bigfoot on the Richmond County side of the Blue It Falls Dam in nineteen eighty one, and an ambulance driver who said he saw one on the way back to the hospital in Troy. Although a follow up investigation by BFRO investigators come up empty handed, the report states investigators were confident

that the witnesses were reliable. Across the river, an Anson County farmer claims to have had a close encounter in May of nineteen fifty six. According to a newspaper report, Henry Milton said that his watermelon patch was rated by a huge beast that left a track that was thirteen inches long and five inches wide, twice as large as a six hundred and fifty pound black bear, and it had three inch claw marks. The report never gives an approximate height of this creature, but Milton said that he

saw it briefly, first mistaking it for a deer. It was foggy, and when I got a closer look at this moving object, it appeared to be a man in a stooped over position, Melton said. Then the beast came out of the melon patch and disappeared. While most reports described the bigfoot as being shy and not aggressive, there

had been stories of attacks and abductions. A newspaper report from eighteen seventy five describes a short swamp monster approximately five feet tall, attempting to abduct two children from an area about fifteen miles north of New Bern in Craven County. The father of one of the children confronted the creature and knocked it head over heels with a well directed blow on the forehead, causing it to drop the kids. It then scrambled to its feet and ran into the

woods with lightning rapidity. Prior to the abduction attempt, the beast had reportedly been preying on poultry, garden vegetables, and green corn at an alarming extent. A woman reports seeing Bigfoot. I drove to twelve foot Davis Graveside and picnic grounds in Peace River with my boyfriend. We walked on the hillside behind the grave site. There were no birds chirping. Everything was silent, and the hairs on my neck were standing up. I chose to go to the outside toilet facilities.

My boyfriend went back to the car. When I got about two feet from the washroom door, I saw a dark, hairy shadow move and I heard a heavy, outgoing breath, and there was some musky stench in the air. The toilet facilities were about eight to nine feet high in a pyramid shape. This thing was standing beside the toilet, and I estimated its height at at least seven to seven and a half feet tall. I was so scared

I decided to forget about the washroom trip. I started to walk away towards the grave side, and my friend, who had been watching the whole time, yield at me to get back to the car. I turned around and looked behind me, and I felt immediate terror. This thing was now down on its front arms with its bum in the air, pushing itself along in an ambling fashion, following behind me about four feet away, and it appeared to be sniffing at me. It had dark blondish colored hair,

not like a bear. Its hair was sparse on its body, with more hair on the arms and legs. This thing had an ape like face with very little hair, but more on the head. The hair looked extremely coarse, almost like a horse's mane in winter. I quickly ran to the car, jumped in, and we sped around the corner and down the hill. As we were speeding away, this thing rose up and tried to chase the car a

short ways. It was angry, standing straight up, more like a human, and it was swinging its arms and screaming. We barely got away from it. It followed us down the hillside of short Ways. When I came home, I was so upset. I told my mother. She in turn pasted this information along, and someone went up there the next day but didn't see the creature, but they did find some small tufts of hair. And stay tuned for more sasquatch ot to see. We'll be right back after

these messages. It's been about thirty years and I still have these details stuck in my head, and I imagine I always will. A person does not survive that kind of terror without remembering it for the rest of their life. This incident occurred in nineteen seventy five, when she was just eighteen years old. She says that her boyfriend, who was with her at the time of the incident, is now deceased. She recalled driving up to that location with him on a late September evening around six thirty to

seven o'clock PM for a walk. They strolled over to the lookout point, and when they were walking back to the car, she decided that she had to stop and use the lady's room. She had heard a deep breath exhale within twenty feet of the facilities. She assumed that it was a bear, so she started backing out slowly, as if they were a bear in the brush. Then she saw the animal standing upright next to the washroom.

Her boyfriend was parked more than thirty feet away. He saw the animal and said, get in the car now. When she looked back at the animal, it was five to six feet away from her, down on all fours, and it was sniffing the air behind her. It was crawling in an awkward position with its rear end up in the air, like kids do when they're crawling on their hands and knees, and they're straight legged. Due to how close this witness was to the subject, she was able to report a lot of detail. She said that

the hair was copper brown in color. It had more hair on its limbs and on its body and less on its ape like face and on its head. She described the hair to be coarse, like a horse's mane. Once she got into the car, the animal stood up on two legs and started this loud screeching sound and went into an angry fit and chased them as the

vehicle drove away. Bennington County, Vermont, two thousand and three, a Weanowski man believed that he saw a big foot type creature at dusk while driving north on Route seven on Wednesday at about seven ten pm. Reydy Frame forty five, was heading back up north after visiting his daughter at Southern Vermont College when he spotted a six foot plus tall, two hundred and seventy pound big black thing walking upright

near the highest point of elevation on Route seven. It was hairy from the top of its head to the bottom of his feet, said Defrayane. It was not walking like a normal person. Although Defrane could not see the animal's face, he said. From his vantage point, which was about one hundred and forty feet away, he could see that the creature had very long arms and was covered in long black hair. He said, it walked east into the woods toward Glastonbury Mountain. The first thing I thought

was this was a gorilla costume. I thought it was a joke, he said. Then I put two and two together. There were no houses or abandoned cars nearby, so Dufrayne surmised that this dark creature could not have been a person. Furthermore, Defrayne has been an avid hunter since the age of fifteen, and he says he knows his animals. It was not a moose or a bear, he said. Although he had heard of the bigfoot phenomenon before, Dufrayne said he had

never heard of anything happening like that in Vermont. Dufrayne also attested that he had not been drinking or doing drugs on Wednesday, and he has no history of mental illness. Why would somebody be walking down the road like that, Dufrayne said he asked himself at the time, I kicked myself for not turning back. Defrane continued driving north to his home. He said that at his job at a car dealership in Burlington on Thursday, people were having a

laugh at his expense when he retold his story. Lieutenant District Chief Dane Hathaway of the Vermont Fish and Wildlife Department said that that was the first time he had heard of anything like that during his thirty two years working for the state. His view on the siding was a down to earth one. It was a black bear, said Hathaway. He said that black bears do stand on their hind legs, and in some cases they can actually walk on their hind legs. Train bears do it all

the time, he said. It doesn't happen very often, but they do do that. People see a lot of strange things in the woods, said Hathaway, like catamount, but these often turn out to be tricks of the mind. Your mind does strange things to you sometimes, he said. Retired game warden Bob Monley, seventy three, of Bennington, said that during his thirty five years with the state, he has had a lot of strange calls, but none quite like

the one Defrane describes from Wednesday. He, like Hathaway, believes that the creature was probably a moose or a bear, as they both have dark fur. The mind tells you what you think you saw, says Momley. However, Dufrayne is not the only one to report strange sightings of such creatures in the Bennington area. In fact, The New York Times reported on October eighteenth, eighteen seventy nine, that two young Vermont hunters saw a wild man while hunting in

the mountains south of Pownell. The Time said that on October Mber seventeenth, eighteen seventy nine, the two young men described the creature as being about five feet high, resembling a man in form and movement, but covered all over in bright red hair, and having a long, scraggly beard with very wild eyes. When first seen, the creature sprang from behind a rocky cliff and started for the woods nearby.

When mistaking it for a bear or other wild animal, one of the two men fired, and it is thought wounded it. For the fierce cries of pain and rage, it turned on its assailants, driving them back at high speed. They lost their guns and ammunition in the fight and dared not to return for fear of encountering this strange being.

Other accounts are much more recent. According to a report printed at the Space on the Run newsletter website in December nineteen eighty nine, a man from Eden in Lamole County found footprints in the snow measuring twelve to fourteen inches in length and about six inches wide. This was in an area that was about ten miles from the nearest house in East Haven. In October nineteen seventy six, a woman who was reading in the woods saw something

like the creature that Defrain saw. It had a muscular neck, a large head, and broad shoulders. It stood between eight to eleven feet in height, with ape like hair and long arms. A similar account and description was given by a boy in Essex Junction in nineteen ninety four. Back in two thousand and four, my husband and I were given three of our grandchildren to raise. The boys were aged one and a half three and four and a

half years old. The boys were followed a few months later by their sister, a newborn, who was also given to us to raise. After having raised our own children, my husband and I found ourselves once again new parents. We lived in a small town in New England, so small that you could step out of the house and see the police station, fire department, and post office just beyond the house. When I was young, we had stop

signs downtown where the stoplights are now. My grandmother and grandfather were born there, and I lived there for six decades. In that town, it was the kind of place where if you needed vegetables for supper, you went to a neighbor's house who had a garden, took where you needed and left the money on their front porch. We lived there on the main street, but we were surrounded by many forested acres. Three rivers ran through the town, and

we had a large field behind our house. There were many fields throughout the town, and the other towns nearby were of similar make up. There were also many farms in the area and the neighboring towns as well. They were very New England type towns, small, comfy and cozy. When the children first came to live with us, both my husband and I worked. He worked at the transit company in a local city and I worked as a

pair ofalegal. My job was a total of a four hour commute, two hours in the morning and two hours at night. I would be gone from the house twelve hours a day, at a minimum. I often worked on weekends too. My husband took a leave of absence from his job and stayed home with the children for two and a half years. When he returned to work, he would work the night shift that enabled him to watch

the children during the day. He did his best with the children while I was at work, and given the circumstances, he did a good job. One day after work, when the youngest children were six and four, respectively, I came home to find the house in a state of disarray. Supper hadn't been made, and the kids were running up to me with quite a story about a big gorilla

that had been outside all day. The two youngest let me know that during the afternoon they saw a big gorilla in front of the house running along the street. They said it was very fast. Then the big gorilla jumped our picket fence and ran into our yard. The children said that they had their noses pressed against the window pane, and the big gorilla came up to the window, growled at them, and then pushed its paws against the window.

The children said that they tried to wake up my husband, who had fallen asleep on the couch, but they couldn't rouse him. The big gorilla ran into the backyard, where it broke some car windows and threw about some trash cans. I didn't disbelieve the children. It was just that I was too exhausted to deal with it and responded with my that's nice comment that I used for anything I

couldn't handle at the moment. I do recall reading in the newspaper a few days later that the police were warning folks about vehicle damage, but I never gave it any further thought. I didn't give it any further thought, even though a few years prior to the big gorilla incident, I had seen a very large dead wolf that I presumed had been hit by a car laying on the roadside. It was not a coyote, nor was it a coy dog that we had in the area. I had seen

pictures of wolves, and this one was immense. I had personally seen coy dogs while riding my horse along the trails. The wolf body was gone the next day, and no mention by the authorities of any wolf sidings was in the newspaper. I thought that was sort of unusual. Did we have wolves in our area? Wouldn't that be Newsworthy. Did anyone else see this wolf? Obviously someone had, because

its body was gone the following day. I also didn't give the big gorilla story much further thought, even though years before the children came, both my husband and I had witnessed a large dog type footprint in our backyard. We mentioned those prints to a friend of ours who was the animal control officer in a nearby town, who didn't seem too surprised by our find. However, we never

discussed it any further. I didn't give the big gorilla story much thought either, even though about this time we saw the large dog prints in our backyard and our cats had started to go missing. I found one of our cats, Peter, the best hunter in town, high up on a neighbor's roof. The house was three stories, with the first floor and second floor occupied by tenants, with an attic on the third floor. Lots of the older

homes in New England always had full attics. I called for Peter and I managed to get in to the building and climbed up to the second floor with a closed basket. I climbed up on the porch railing and put the basket above my head up to the house gutters and Peter eventually dropped in it. Thankfully, we managed to save our wonderful cat. Even some of our friends asked why Peter was on the roof. Peter wasn't scared of anything, but I still was not connecting the dots.

But back to the big gorilla story. When the children got a little older, we moved to North Carolina. It was in North Carolina, when the children were nearer their teen years that I found a dog man Encounter's program on YouTube. I listened intently to the narratives on the program. Recently, while driving down the street, I connected the dots. The

idea of it jolted me and my brain awake. Wait a minute, I thought, did they say big gorilla and something very fast when the children told me their story? Did the children have an encounter with something those years back? I immediately spoke with our twelve year old and fourteen year old separately. Do you remember that time that you told me the story about the big gorilla? The twelve year old energetically told me every single thing she remembered.

She said the animal was very large and very fast. It was covered in long black hair and had a long, bushy tail. It growled, and it had paws with fingers. It had stood up and pushed up on the window of those paws. It ran very fast and jumped over the fence. It had ran into the backyard and made a lot of noise while it was breaking things. The twelve year old told me that it didn't have the face of a gorilla or a monkey, but she couldn't tell more about the face because of all the hair.

The fourteen year old shivered when I ask if he remembered it. He said that he would never forget that thing coming into the yard. He remembers it clearly, as if it were yesterday. He too remembers the swiftness of the creature and the black hair that covered it, and how it jumped over the fence and was running a muk from the front yard into the backyard art He said he still has no idea what it was, but he hopes that he never sees anything like that again.

The children now know about dog Man, Bigfoot, and other cryptids. They didn't when they saw the big gorilla, though neither did I. We all had received our education from listening to programs like yours. We weren't aware that dog man don't always stay in the forest. They're often seen among neighborhoods, and perhaps, just perhaps the creature that my children saw all those years ago was just that, a dog man in a small New England town. Di in