SO EP:603 Terror On The Lake

around out here? Did you see what it was? It was? It was standing up. 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 New York. Hello, hit somebody out here? What quent on out there? I thought of a bit just about ticking fort nine? I don't know easy out there. Yeah, I'm wuking right head.

this happened back in the early sixties. I'm going by her best description as far as what she'll see on the map. Her aunt and uncle and her cousin will name him Charlie. He's since passed again. This was back in the early sixties. Her aunt and uncles were down at the skiff and they're gonna money on the beach, have a picnic there. They were getting everything ready. Her aunt asked them to go see if they saw any berries. Is there any worthwhile berries to pick over this way

or whatever? Just conversation. Basically Kelly at the time, she was about fourteen years old, right, so she was like, okay, we'll go and look. And her cousin, Charlie, was a couple of years older than her. Charlie's dad. Her uncle sent him with a three fifty seven little Florence Burrow revolver in his pocket in case they came across bears, which in that area they're very common. You got multiple salmon streams and millions of fish. They're everywhere, So they

take off. They knew they had at least four hours before anything was ready to eat or whatever, because her gant uncle told them, hey, go check out the trails, keep safe whatever. They go on about their way, and they make their way up this little finger. From how she explained it to me, because she was only there the one time, you know, it is several years ago, the experience is vivid, but the exact location is a

little off. So they make their way up this ridge basically, and where they're going up the mountains there, they're not overly high. They're not like thousands and thousands of feet. It's the Wood River range. So they're going up this ridge off a game trail that's roughly twenty twenty five feet below the actual top of the ridge, with sloping about forty five degrees. So they get back up in there.

They look around at a couple places. Once they got right around tree line and opened up a little bit, there wasn't a whole lot of berries, And they're walking along having a good old time. Got to a certain point and realized that there's really nothing here. We need to look for a different location. They turn around and started heading back down. So they come up on a little bit of a rise and the trail starts to

lead back downhill. From what she was saying, her cousin Charlie was in front of her and the few blackberries that he found he's throwing up in the air as they're walking for them to fall on her, just goofing off. She said. He was always real playful and just like the joke around. So he's throwing these berries and she saved us up all that kind of stuff, just being kids, basically young teenagers. So as they're going along, the wind is blowing towards them, but it's coming over the ridge

above them, so it's swirling around them. It's not hitting them directly. But a couple times during this wind swirling around them, they cut a whiff of something real bowl, which immediately stopped her cousin Charlie, who was in front of her a couple paces from joking and jovial to all of a sudden dead quiet and put his hand up to stop. So he's looking up the ridge because

that's the direction of wind's blowing. So he's looking and not seeing anything right, So he squats down and does this number with his hand telling her to squat down too. They're looking because that smell triggered something within him. She didn't realize at the time. So she's whispering, what do we stop for? And he goes, did you smell that?

And she said, yeah, I smiled it is that a bear? Now, she had been around bears, but never really smell on one, so she was going off for what her cousin said. Her cousin was like, it's not a bear and didn't give any explanation, just said it's not a bear. And he had that pistol out. So seeing him go from jovial and joking to pistol out, it took it to that other level of this is no longer in a fun situation. Something's off. They're on the trail coming down.

They're on a slope coming down. Off to their left is thick vegetation and they're just right at the tree line. Just to their right is tree line's done. There's a couple of scrub brushes, but the rest is just uphill. As they're going, she's trying to ask him questions about what are we doing. He's looking off to his right. If straight down the trail was twelve o'clock. He would be at the two o'clock position looking up the ridge in this direction, and she's, what are you looking at?

Because she's trying to see what he's seeing. He points, and so she looks, gets the direction proper, and she sees what he sees, which is dark shape, just a rounded dark shape up at the top of the ridge, which is twenty five feet in elevation, but in distance at the angle you're talking maybe forty yards forty five yards something like that. So she sees it, and he's saying, just be quiet. The wind's blowing in our face, so they haven't winded us. And she's totally oblivious to what

do you mean they who? She wanted to ask, who's they respecting her cousin. He's the one in charge of keeping her safe. She shut up and stayed quiet. They're both looking at this little, rounded dark spot that didn't match any of the other terrain, and it disappears. It just drops out of you. So they're sitting there for a minute, and she's asking him what's going on now.

She has heard Harry Mann's stories chalked it up too. Wow, you know that those are good stories because she had heard other people, but at that age she just chalked it up to someone trying to outdo someone else's story kind of thing, and didn't really realized the significance or the reality of it. So he is, look, it's not funny, because she was giggling. This is silly. What are we doing,

he says, it's a hairy man. Not knowing any better, she starts smockingly saying, ooh, harryman, He goes, look, not a joke. Be quiet. So, with the wind blowing somewhere, all of a sudden, it gets like still in the air, even though the wind's blowing. She said she couldn't really hear the wind anymore. It was like the being in the eye of the storm kind of feeling. That's the

best description she had of it. As this is going on, about half the distance between where this thing was last seen and where their position was on this trail, a woodland caribou comes over the ridge and its back leg is stiff, pointing backwards, half dragging it like it had been dislocated or something. This cariboo is going straight down cut half the distance between where they last seen this thing coming down the hill, and as soon as it

dropped down into the trees below them. Her cousin looks back at her, and she says, they must be hunting, And so everything's becoming real to her at this point, because, Okay, he said he saw harry Man, which is whatever. She didn't see the hairy man. She just saw a dark, little lump. And then with the cariboo coming through injured and him saying that, it's really starting to she's getting the realization of the holy crap. So he says, stay quiet,

back up, start backing up. So she stands up, turns around, and starts walking up the trail. He basically almost tackled her and said, stay low and keep going in that direction. I'll keep an eye out, but don't stand up all the way. Stay low to the ground. He gave no explanation, so she was just doing that, she is told. So they go back uphill a little ways, so they basically doubled the distance from where they were when they initially

saw a little dark lump. They doubled the distance further back. So now where they're standing, it's a little tighter in the brush. There's scrubbrush on their right, more brush on their left. You got to understand that's not all tree lines have an exact straight line across the ebb and flow as far as elevation. So where they happened to back up to there was more brush behind them, so her cousin felt a little safer with some cover, if that makes sense. And he's looking and she's let's just go.

That was her reasoning was, let's just go. Let's just take the trail. We'll be back down to the beach in no time. Let's just go. We can't hold on. Now he's recognizing something she isn't. He's recognizing there's a hunt going on, and he doesn't want to get into the middle of that hunt. So he gingerly explains, look, they're hunting that caribou's injured. They're gonna want to go after it. Because they could hear the caribou. It didn't go too much further down the hill and was working

its way through the brush. It was easy to hear, right. So as he's explaining this, the dark shape reappears, but this time you could see his shoulders and head. It was obvious it was very large. So he says, I told you just stay still, stay still, stay quiet. We'll let them pass and when they're doing their thing, then we'll go because the only direction they could go for safety is back the way they came, which now they're

cut off. So she was saying, was really odd being in a position to where she had no control over anything. Anyone would feel unsettled by that, let alone this thing standing up there, So she said, once it showed itself again and you could see the shoulders in the head, it was facing them, it was looking right at them from that distance, which is less than one hundred yards. It's looking at them and just assessing them. She could just feel its eyes on them, which is a creepy feeling in itself.

more open and just some scrubbrush. Where they're at, they're basically backed up to where they're surrounded by brush, and they're sitting with the open field of view right inside the line of brush on the trail. She said, as they were discussing running forward or whatever, they got a real heavy rank smell, like this smell was just right on top of them. Again, he's still holding the pistol. There's still the caribou making noise off to their left.

This wind is blowing, and now they got this pungent smell right on top of them. She said. She started looking around and didn't see anything, but she's looking from a squatted down position at eye level. She's just looking level around. Her cousin turns around, looks past her, up behind her, up in the brush. This thing was standing over them. She said. It was just very big, very big.

So as they were focused on what was going on over here, one of these beings came behind them and was standing about ten feet behind them in the brush, looking down at them. She said, all bets were a haf I'm not laughing, she giggled, because her reaction was one of I'm gone. You can tell me, don't run. You can tell me whatever you want, but she was gone, started hauling ass, knocked Charlie over. Charlie's yelling, I don't run.

He gets up, he starts running after her. Right, they get to about where they were before when Charlie first squatted down, and they're seeing this little dark spot and got the funky smell. At that point, she was overcome with emotion. She said she was so freaked out. She just crumpled down crying and was like covering her ears and was inconsolable crying. She was so freaked out because just of what's going on, she felt it was surreal. It was too much in the moment. She was too

young to understand anything that heavy. So at this point Charlie's there and he's standing over her, and he's pointing the gun back behind him where they just ran from, and he goes, look, you need to get up. It's not chasing us. We need to get up. Just walk calmly, walk, calmly. We gotta go. So she's sobbing, half hunched over and he's guiding her by her arm because she said the tears are just pouring. She had snot coming out the nose. It was bad, all bad as far as her emotional state.

She said she must have stumbled maybe ten fifteen steps and collapsed again, just overcome by emotion. Right again. Charlie's trying to console her and yet encourage her to keep moving on. She said at that point she felt the ground don't footsteps, and immediately as soon as she felt it in the ground, because she was a hunched down, her hands and knees were on the ground and she sobbing. When she felt that, all tears stop. She was immediately upright.

She started hauling ass down the trail. I asked her, I was like, was it just the feeling of the ground moving. She said that once she felt the ground shake from this thing's weight, it had to have been close enough. It was just like the jack rabbit fight or flight response. It was flight, and she took off down that trail. She said, there's portions of the trail that dropped about three to four feet because you're going up rocks and dirt and stuff, and so the trail

isn't even it's not just a well groomed path. The trail ebbs and flows and goes back and forth and drops here and goes up here and that kind of thing. Right, So she's literally leaping down these places a couple times she had to tumble over, jump back up, and continue running. I asked her. I was like, did you stop to think about your cousin? Did you stop to try to figure out are we safe yet? She said nope. Everything in her said go. That's what she did. Stay tuned

for more sasquatch out to see. We'll be right back after these messages. Now she comes running back down to the beach. She says she doesn't remember exactly how long it took because she had tears streaming down her face. She was all scratched up from tumbling, jumping up, running through brush, all that stuff. Right. She heard Charlie yelling for her to stop a couple times because Charlie was concerned she was going to get out of sight and

potentially get snatched up. She learns this later. So she makes it all the way back down to where her aunt and uncle are on the beach and they hear her. Unbeknownst to her, she didn't realize she was screaming and wailing all the way down. Charlie verified that her aunt and uncle verified it when she came back down, they heard her wailing and screaming all in ass but in her mind's eye, she was just running. She didn't realize all this stuff was going on, and she didn't realize

she was screaming and all that stuff. So her uncle immediately has his rifle is coming up the trail to meet her. She blows past him. She gets to her aunt and just basically tackles her aunt looking for comfort. And her aunt was sitting on a log in front of a fire, tending to a meal, and here she comes and just tackles her aunt to the ground. So her aunt's calming her downs, telling her calm down. Her uncle's asking where's Charlie. Whre's Charlie? Off in the distance.

You can hear Charlie's screaming. So her uncle assumes he's being attacked or something's happening or bear. He's thinking bear, right, So he takes off up the trail. From what her uncle and Charlie said later, his uncle went about maybe one hundred yards because the initial part of the trails threw some pretty thick brush and all that stuff, And once he cleared that and the trail opened up a little more he saw Charlie, and Charlie's facing uphill pointing

his gun. His dad comes up beside him and says, where's the bear. Berry says, it's not a bear, it's a hairy man. So immediately his dad's put the gun down, head back down the trail. I'll keep an eye out or whatever. So Charlie stops pointing in that direction, still holding it, turns around and goes back down the trail to where they were gonna have this picnic. His dad stayed there for a couple of moments looking for any sign. There was no noise, no nothing, so he gingerly backs up,

turns around, and goes back down the trail. So when they get back to the fire, Kelly's calmed down a little bit at this point, still sobbing her. Auntie's rocking her, telling her calm down, it's gonna be okay in this state.

She's a little freaked out, still, well a lot freaked out, but she clearly hears what her cousin Charlie is saying, and that is at the point of the sound and her taking off, he watched this thing come out of the brush about five six steps towards them, it was intentionally popping, making a bigger impact on the ground, but she didn't see that. She was on all fours, sobbing

like crazy. Charlie said he was shocked how quickly she ran because he was focused on this thing, putting a gun at it, and it's doing this weird boon, and all of a sudden, she's up and gone. Before he can even react to it, she was gone down the trail. Charlie said, he backed away from this thing because it stopped moving. As soon as she took off running. This thing stopped all forward movement, was just standing there. He

never described what it looked like. All he described was a harry Man because I asked what did it look like? She had no other than it was big and dark and it was shaped like a man. So Charlie said, once it stopped, he started backing down, and once he got to a certain point, it turned away and walked off, and then he heard it go down off to his right. At this point, because he's facing up the trail down to where the caribou was still making noise down in

the brush. It was making weird calls down in there, so he figured, okay, it was pushing us away from its hunt and it's continuing on. So I'm going to get out of here. But he said, as he was coming back down the trail, hollering for her, she's wailing and howling. He can easily hear she's down the trail. She was really screaming, he said. Every fifteen twenty feet he was looking around and nothing. He would point the

gun because he's just felt uneasy. But once he reached the point to where his dad came through the brush and got his attention, he felt relieved. Once they got back down to the beach, basically, they took their lunch to go, They put the fire out, they packed up what little things had pulled out from there, and they left. I want to thank Kelly for sharing that. Again, this happened in the early sixties. I appreciate those people reaching out to those elders and encouraging them to get these

stories shared anonymously or not, I don't care. It's all about the information that these encounters contain. There's things to be taken away from it, things to be learned as far as these things behaviors when the encounter's happening, whereas

alhoots strange smells, things being thrown on and on. There's a whole list of stuff you can learn from these encounters to better make you safe, especially when there's weird stuff going on that you don't know what the hell, but what that weird sound is, and grant you bobcats make weird noises. Porcupines mating is a horrific sound. It doesn't sound like mating, that's for sure. It sounds like murder, injured hairs, all that kind of stuff. All these animals

in the wild have these weird noises. It take half a lifetime to really get to know these noises. First of all, you have to be around the animal enough to understand their behavior. Not all of us are nature biologists. We're not out in the field studying bobcats and their noises are sound of a link, screaming or whatever. Not everyone has that information, so just keep that in mind as well. Rest in peace, Charlie. Back in the late eighties, Marty had just gotten out of the Air Force. He

wanted to get his private pilot's license. It so worked out that he ended up being able to buy a beaver, which is a grumm and aircraft, which is a larger bush plane had all the extra tires, that had the pontoons and all that kind of stuff. He was stoked it. Had to fix it up a little bit and upgrade some of the avionics and whatnot, but he got it updated and all that kind of happy stuff. By the mid nineties he was doing everything he could to fly remote.

What occurred happened in roughly nineteen ninety five. He basically got one of his buddies to go along with his buddy Lewis, and what they decided they were going to do is strap a Canuda one of the pontoons because it's big enough, fly out to remote lakes that have rivers or creeks adjacent to him, and fish them for tropped no designated Oh the best trout over here of that. They just wanted to see what was out there. He had a plane, he had the time, and so they

would fly out. This was early fall ninety five. So they fly out, they fly down, They checked out kick Constantine Platinum. I mean they were basically doing a big loop around the bay, Bristol Bay. They landed there, they got a bunch of fuel, had extra fuel in the back, and they took off flying around the Wood River mountains. They get up by tick Chick and the Ticchick and narrows right Tickchick Mountain. There's a small lake on the north side of it, and he saw that and it

just so happened. There was some storm clouds coming, so he pointed down to Lewis, and Lewis gave the thumbs up. Yeah, it's a great place. It looks good. So they land. The first night they were there, they just basically tied off the plane and slept in the plane because the storm, the squall rolled through and they weren't gonna be messed around outside. It was still buggy. Who wants to play out in the rain. According to the forecast, is supposed

to get better the following morning. The next morning, they woke up to birds chirp and sun was outautiful, just beautiful. The clouds had dispersed and there's still a few, but nothing that was obscure in the sunlight. So Marty said, they got out, made breakfast right there on the beach, and then they unstrapped the canoe, got the paddles and stuff. They had a couple of firearms. He had at three thirty eight. Lewis had a forty four magnum in a

chest holster and a twelve gage shotgun. They just stayed in the canoe. They load up all their stuff and they go down this creek and they go down a little ways, not quite a mile, maybe roughly, this particular creek that leads to the Tikchik River. It has a y right there. So they stopped there because they basically took their time. They spent all day casting, catching, releasing,

having a great time. And they had some nice pan friars and they will just set up camp right back over here, have some pan fried trout and have a good time of it. They had already loaded the canoe up with extra firewood that they already had in the beaver. They were prepared. He had some really good flashlights, he had some good lanterns. They were going to bring a wal tent, but they left it in the beaver because they figured they'd just cowboy camp and sleep out in

the open. That was their plan. So after this day of just pristine wilderness, fishing, just beautiful day. Even the Mosquitos couldn't get them down because it was just such a gorgeous day. So as they're sitting there, they had set up their camp just at the base amount Tikchik, on the north base of it, right at the tree line there, and they had about maybe forty forty five yards back to this little creek or small river where they were just fishing earlier that day. They were literally

right where this branched off. It had a little wy there where they were sitting due west. They're watching the sunset, Marty said, He'll never forget because as they're watching the sunset, they're just awestruck by the natural beauty. You can go a lot of places in Alaska and get awestruck by trust me. So as they're looking, they noticed this big gear cutting across the tundra. He said, at first he thought it was a woodland caribou with large antlers because

it looked upright. He thought it was just an optical illusion, and they were seeing caribou antlers from a large woodland caribou as it was moving across. Because you got to understand, they're literally looking at a sunset and this thing is moving across, right, and it was moving very fast. Then it dawned on them, and that's almost like a figure of a man. But it was at such a great distance. He couldn't really pinpoint anything, so he chalks it up

to it it must be a caribou or whatever. So it's starting to get on into the sun had set, it was still twilight out, and as they're sitting there, and they just got done and enjoining their fish, Lewis took their frying pan and cooking utensils down to that creek and scrubbed them out. They didn't want to smell of food around camp. They took what food they had brought with them back up into the trees and tied

it up. If any bears came around. The bears weren't coming around them, they would go and try to get the food out of the tree type thing. Marty said, he was very self aware when it came to what he's leaving and everything of this nature. They thought camp was safe, and when they got out of the creek, they just didn't leave the canoe down in there. They unloaded everything, all the firewood, all the excess stuff they brought, and then they turned the canoe over in case the

winds picked up. Their canoe didn't end up blowing the way and thundering stuff. So he tied it off around brush it's twilight. Now they got the fire crackling. They're having a conversation. Well off in the distance, he's estimates about three hundred yards, they heard this loud whoop, and he said, the whoop was so loud, so crisp. It was shocking because it was just how powerful it was.

from the Pacific Northwest. He had followed along. It wasn't unsolved mysteries. Leonard Nimoy did that special back in the day. Or he brought that up and talked about the different things he heard there, and he said, I think the bigfoot whoops. Marty thought it was a joke. He was like, come on, you gotta be kidney though. Okay, I understand if there was a bigfoot, this is a perfect place for it, but I don't think that's what that was.

They just discussing it and they leave it at that. Well, he said, about forty five minutes pass and they were getting tired, and so they just started discussing about crashing out and getting the bed rolls laid out because their leap out cowboy style, no tent, nothing. As they're unrolling everything, they hear the bottom of the canoe was a big, heavy duty plastic one. It was marine rated, sixteen foot rolle thick plastic. And it heard that plastic, something scraping

against it, something making noise by it. Approximately maybe not quite half the distance from the creek to where they were camps, so we're talking twenty yards. It being dark now, they couldn't see that distance from the little campfire they had, so it was like, huh, all right. He grabs one of the flashlights, stands up and turns on the flashlight and he's not seeing anything. Starts walking a little closer again.

This flashlight was good, but at twenty yards you're losing the candela power at that distance, so he starts chopping on over. His rifle was left leaning back over by where he was sitting. He's basically unarmed. He walks back about maybe ten paces to get a better look at the canoe, and he noticed they had left it laying flat, and now all of a sudden it was tipped up and it was the damnedest thing. So he calls Lewis, tells him grab the other flashlight and bring a gun.

So Lewis grabs a shotgun and another flashlight and comes up beside him, and they're bolts beaming over there and noticing the canoe is lifting up and going down, and they're not seeing what's causing it right because where it was tied off by the brush, the brush was obscuring their vision of what they could see. So they said, let's go see what the hell is going on here? Did I lay it across something? And now it teetering And then he was thinking, no, there was nothing there.

It was a tundra. So they start walking towards it. As they get closer, all of a sudden they drop, dunk, drop to the ground. Then they see eye shine and immediately they stop and this thing stands up. He said it stood up, it screamed at them, and they thought it ran off. They heard bump, dump dump, So immediately they look at each other and start back and wait, and we're like, holy shit, maybe we should drag that

canoe closer. What the hell? Because again the candela power of the flashlights up close, it was nice and bright, but at that distance they didn't get the full view of this thing other than eye shine, something like arge and dark. And it ran off right and stay tuned for more sasquatch out to see. We'll be right back after these messages, and he goes it didn't dawn on them at first that it was bipedal when it ran away.

He said it because they were just in shock of all of a sudden something's happening in those moments of what the hell's going on. So as they're discussing dragging that canoe closer to the camp, they hear the thump in the ground again. This thing runs between about half the distance between the canoe and where they are. It runs by and is looking at them as it runs by, not watching where it's running, just runs by looking at them. So now they're really in shock. He said. The face

was like really dark tan leather. It was so fast, but it was humanoid in shape, said The head looked real low on the shoulders. What they could make out it had grizzly blicking hair, brown black and low patches of white. Again, this is all from a flash of this thing running by, and so of course naturally they trail after it with the flashlights and it just disappears

into the darkness. So now they're really spooped because all of a sudden, you know what they couldn't make out, just ran in front of them, looking at him, and he said, it was weird the way it was running. It looked so awkward, but it was so fluid because it was like just the upper body twisted on the hips. The hips were still running just perfectly right, like the lakes were still running perfect but this thing shifted from the hips towards them. He said, it looked very awkward,

but it was such a fluid motion. It was just like, what the hell. So after that happened, they'd get back to camp. He grabs this three thirty eight rifle. Now they're discussing, maybe we should not be here, maybe we should go back to the plane, idle out into the middle of that lake and drop an anchor or something out there and just sit out in the middle of the lake. So they decided they want to do that.

They no longer want to be where they're at, so they decide, okay, what we'll do is we'll leave non important stuff here and retrieve it in the morning during daylight, where we feel safer. So what they do is they gather up the guns, of course, and they lead the food hanging in the tree, They lead the excess firewood there.

They didn't want to go down to the creek to get water to extinguish the fire, so what they decided to do is roll the rocks they had found to make this little fire pit closer and stomp it down as best they could. They tried to pull up moss, and it was real pain finding dirt to cover it, but they did what they could to smolder this fire as best as they could, and then they marched back over to the canoe. He said. When they got back over by the canoe, they had been beaming the light

around the whole time. Make no mistake, they were on point looking all around as they were about twenty five feet from the canoe, roughly give or take all of a sudden, the front of the canoe lifted up again. It dropped back down, and they had stopped when they saw it lift up. They're looking over there, real, real hard, and they said, this thing looked over and peeked up

and took off running away. And they heard a splash in the creek and then rustling of the brush on the opposite side, like it was just steady moving away. So they took that as all right, let's get going. So they get over there. They untied off from the brush, they drag it over the creek. He dug out one of his headlamps and put it on. Basically was holding his rifle and one flashlight ready to turn on in his lap, and he was just using one oar with

one hand, which is really hard to do. They were spooked, to say the least, so he had Lewis do the paddling for them going up, and they would take turns right again. You gotta understand they're back in there a little way, so it's not an easy undertaking. Grant you, it's not some heavy flowing river that they're fighting gets, but they're still a current. So Lewis starts off. Marty is looking around keeping an eye on things, and they

keep hearing noises off in the distance. He couldn't tell the distance because they would sound close and then needed to hear something further away. So they were real confused on exactly how close things were, and they weren't seeing anything. So it was at the point where he took over for Louis doing the paddling, and Lewis had the flashlight and the shotgun and was looking around and hushed tones just to be quiet so they could hear what's going

on around him. They're at this particular part where there was a pretty tight little curve in this creek. As they were there coming up to it, Lewis was going back and forth with the light and then heard something and raised it up. Now, when they're in the creek, the bank is higher than their heads, just by enough

to where their views obscured big time. So you heard this huff and then raises the light up, and this thing was standing like on this little peninsula that kind of stuck out because of the shape of the creek. He said. When they saw it stand up, it was probably fifteen feet in front of them. When it stood up, he said it had to have been at least ten foot tall. When it stood up, it glared at him,

put its hand up. They saw a big ass hand, like our hands, but he said the thumb was stepped back more when it held up its hand and then took off, running off into the darkness again, and it went from directly in front of him off to his right. Said it was gone in a heartbeat once it ran off, and there, of course, lights are trailing it because they're

trying to keep an eye on this thing. They hear a huff from off to their left, and he said the huff they heard off to the left had to have been at least thirty yards away, so the attention goes that direction real quick. And then finally Marty said, let's just paddle together. Let's do it now. All the way back to the plane, they were both just digging in their lives dependent on it. Even though he said himself freely, it felt like they were curious of what

the hell is going on over here, he said. When it ran by and looked at them, didn't come off as aggressive because it could easily wiped them out running by. He said, it came across as more of a curiosity. What am I looking at?

on the plane. They both crawl in there. When they crawl into the plane, Marty said he sat there and decided, I'm going to start the plane. Even though it's too dark to fly, I'm going to start the plane and just let it run for a little while, because again they planned on warming it up anyway and going out to the middle and dropping an anchor and staying off ashore.

So he said, as it was warming up, he turned on his wing lights that he had pretty good in front of them, and so he was like, man, with these wing lights, as long as the clouds aren't too bad, we could fly out of here. He was contemplating flying out. So after contemplating a little bit, he's looking around. He's trying to see up into the sky and he can't. His big thing was he didn't want to crash. Were

shaped than what they're dealing with. So they went with their original plan and once it was warmed up, they untied from where they were tied off to. He basically taxied out to the middle and they used their anchor line that they had brought for the canoe or tie off line, just basically anchored out in the middle of

the small lake. He said that once daylight came, because they didn't sleep, Lewis slept for a little bit, and Marty said he probably dozed off himself for a short period of time, but he was so amped up it was hard to not relive everything that just happened. And Marty said that once it got light enough for them

to see where they were initially tied off to. Often the distance he could see the movement where they had been tied off, and so he was like, oh man, they're still over there, and he's thinking, gosh, we need to get our stuff. What else do we have over there? We have food there's excess firewood, a couple sleeping bags, right, So he contemplates it for a little bit, and he says, all right, I'm going to fire up the engine again. Idle over there and see make sure my eyes aren't

playing tricks on me in the low light of seeing movement. Right, So they idle over there. After it warms up. As they're getting closer, he noticed it the wind was blowing and what he thought was this thing on the beach moving was just the wind blowing some brush back and forth. So he felt better. They parked the plane. It was getting on into full daylight. Now they tied off. They jumped in the canoe, just power stroke back to where

they were ran up. The food was gone, the rope was missing that they had to tie off to in a little cooler. All that was just gone, one of the sleeping bags gone, the one that was left. Double checked the fire to make sure it was out. It was cold. They left the excess firewood there, went back to the plane and took off out of there. He said.

Once they lifted off, he had circled around and used up almost a quarter tank of gas just flying low, flying right over the trees, trying to look for any other sign of this thing, just because of his own curiosity about what they had dealt with the night before. He didn't find anything, so they ended up flying out of there. He said. He flew over dilling Ham, got fueled there and then they ended up going on about their way. I want to thank Marty for sharing his experience.

He said that he thought he was going to take that story to the grave of what they dealt with, because the few times he had tried to share with people, he was shut down immediately and they started mocking. I'm like, we shouldn't drink and fly. That's dangerous. I want to thank him for reaching out and sharing. Thank y'all for joining me, and we'll catch you on the next one.