SO EP:605 Bigfoot In Unexpected Places

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out here? Did you see what it was? It enough out here. Look, I'm near the window now and I don't need anything. I don't want to go outside. It's quiere. Hello, hit the boddy out here? What went on out there? I thought off a bit of about Sect nine. I don't know easy out there. Yeah, I'm walking right away.

there was still snow in patches in areas. So on the drive up the flag staff, I actually decided to swing path asked, it's not really a swing it takes effort to get there. Nevertheless, I drove back into my research area, parked, and decided I only had limited time, so I thought I'll just find some kind of a game trail or something to get down into the canyon

into the area where I had my second sighting. I actually got my camera out and everything, little flip handheld camera, so I'm looking at the little screen in front of my face, and as I'm walking down to the canyon, I start realizing the wind was blowing and it was pretty cold the mid forties. I'm walking down that game trail and I realized that the wind was blowing west to east away from the canyon, so if there was any scent from myself, it wouldn't be detected because it

was blowing the opposite direction. Plus, the game trail had complete cover all the way down to the meadow floor. So I get down to the bottom of this game trail, which I really hadn't used previously. I get down to the bottom, and before I step out past all the greenery that was hiding the game for it, I'm looking to the south with my camera. I'm just scanning, looking to see if there's any movement whatsoever. But I'm holding

the camera way out in the front. Out of the corner of my eye, I see some motion to my right. I didn't swing the camera around, although if I had, he probably would have seen me on the news for that. But I just turned my head, so I'm filming this direction slowly. I just looked over that way, and as I'm looking in that direction, I see really what looks like more of a stump, but it was a sasquatch squatted way down where almost touching the ground, knees up

in a knee up position between its legs. It was digging in the ground at the base of this fallen tree, and he maybe only did two three more little digs like that, and then suddenly went and looked straight up at me. Our eyes locked. I remember just it was about one hundred and twenty feet away. It seemed like minutes. It seemed like three minutes. It was more probably like

three seconds of our eyes locked. Then he jumped up, and he came up from that squatting position with his butt almost on the ground and knees up towards the sky. I don't know if you can picture that, but just erupted out, come pack down on the ground. He was just a ball, right. It wasn't noticeable. If he had actually remained completely still, I probably wouldn't have It would have taken me a while to see him sitting there

because he blended in. But he just erupted out of that squatting position into the air, and his first step was six feet away from where he was squatted. Then he took one more step and then was into the deep brush. So it was just like that. He was gone at that exact same moment. I'm swinging the camera around to get him, so all you can hear on the video is just crash boom, crash boom, as he's just ripping through the brush. It was crazy. But I can't forget the face right. The eyes were dark, no

whites of the eyes at all. The skin was not black right, and there wasn't a lot of hair on the face. If it was beard wise for me, it'd probably be up to hear. It was a dark gray skin, so not gun metal gray, a little darker. It's like he didn't blink. It was just these almost like goggles that were on. And then as he jumped, as he came out of that squat position and twisted in order to take that first step six feet away. I will just say that they are not circumcised, shared the same

skin coloring. It was quite memorable. Now I didn't at that moment because I knew that probably there may be others in the area. I wasn't going to just run over there or chase them or whatever. And I just stood there in shock for a minute. And of course now I'm turned this direction with the camera and to my left where I had been filming initially, all of a sudden, now crash boom, crash boom, going up the

hill out of the canyon. So there was two other individuals just to the south of me that took off up the hill through the brush. I walked down the canyon quite a ways. I looked in areas where we had previously found the baby footprints all over the place, and there weren't any footprints at all down in that snow melt mud. Of course, there was no tracks from

wads or anything else in that area. Then I walked back towards my car, and before I went back up that game trail, I went over and that's where I did all the measurements and stuff. But it looks like he was eating the small fern. When the ferns come out, they're just little, and he was basically digging those out and eating them. Because there was several of them that were laying out there on the ground. That was an

interesting thing. Nearby, within probably fifty feet of that, there was a deer skull and it was just laying there, upside down, no other parts of the deer anywhere else. When I saw it, I thought, I think probably the Sasquatch had handled it, or at least brought it there for some reason. It could have just been laying there, but it was just odd that there was no other pieces of it at all nearby, so I got a

bag out of my pack. Thankfully I carry a couple of really large bags as well, so I bagged the deer skull without touching it, just through the plastic. Brought that home because I knew that I have a friend who can actually touch objects and get feelings, reference names and stuff. Psychometry's what it's called. So I actually had her handle the deer scull. From that, she had some pretty interesting readings and I know she's got that up

on her website ghost onnythories dot com. She said it was the most unusual thing that she's ever touched because it gave her this odd vision. It was like different eyesight that she saw, which she didn't know what the heck she was looking as whether or not you believe. And at this point I hadn't had any WU type experiences, but it was one of those things where I know somebody who can touch objects, I'm going to pick up.

I'm going to collect that bear skull. So it was one of those spur of the moment decisions that I made there. That was my sixth siding, so that was quite the time. But I had been assigned to a project soon after that, where I was in Long Island, New York. Initially about six months in Manhattan. I didn't even go looking in Manhattan. In case anybody wonders. I know, when I talk about Long Island, people say there is just no way that there's any bigfoot on Long Island.

There's too many people. I'm like, have you ever been on Long Island? No, Or I've been to Brooklyn. I'm like, get out of here. Once they relocated me from Manhattan on the project, not the Manhattan Project, out to the middle of Long Island, I started doing some research. I was like, this area actually could support them. So I probably spent the first couple of months moving further west in my evenings after work, doing research in different open areas.

Further west you go, the more populated it was. That was unsuccessful. I didn't find any signs of them at all. But I went on and look for different sightings that had occurred in the past. The only sighting I could find was from eighteen ninety nine at Rockaway Beach, which is in the southwest corner of Long Island. I think that sighting might be a little stale fit. All my

parameters of the way I searched. My final trudge to the west was in the Boyster Bay area, and I didn't find anything up in that area except for Theta Roosevelt's home. One night, sitting at the hotel room doing research, trying to figure out where I need to go next, I decided that I'm going to look at paranormal websites ghost hunting websites. Sure enough, I ran across some articles that talk about where this group had gone. There was stories of this whose child had died and she drowned

in the creek from that forest. Still today you can hear more in full treats, and sometimes you can see red eyes in the woods. Rocks would materialize from nowhere in the dark and were thrown at our group and so forth. Yeah, that makes a lot of sense, right, So I was like, I'm going to start hitting those areas as well. I ended up finding the first area that was near me was really bordered a corporate complex that was right across the street from the hotel that

I was in, really close. I went over there with a flashlight but the headlamp and it was still dark. I went into that area. I was like, Oh, this is actually ideal. They can transit across this area no problem, they can stay hidden, and there's food and opportunity to dumpster dive, even at the corporate center. So I came back in the morning. I stopped by the hotel's concierge a couple of apples, and I took them out into the wood. And this is my first attempt at the gifteing.

So I get into the woods and I go fairly deep in there, but of course I'm still on my way to work. I place the apples. I come back in the evening after work, and the apple's are still sitting there. When the next day, apples are still there. In the morning, the apples are still there in the evening. Didn't move it all. So I ended up flying back home on the Thursday night, and I come back on

Sunday night. Before I even check into the hotel, I go into the woods check and the apple's gone, right, So something Friday, Saturday, Sunday day took the apple right. The next morning, I take another apple and I go place it out there. At night when I got off work,

the apple's gone. So I'm like, Okay, now I got to figure out what's going on, right, So I repeated that through the week, apple was gone every day and there was no crumbs on the ground, that there was no evidence that if it was a squirrel or then a large bird possibly, but there was just no evidence anywhere near of pieces of the apple. I went back home that next week, came back and this time I brought my game camera with so I set up the game camera with the apple. Sat there for two days,

and then the apple was gone. So I checked the game camera and I see a squirrel chewing on and of course, and I did find pieces of that apple on the ground. But the squirrel comes by and starts chewing on the apple and then struggles to try to haul it off after a little bit. Okay, all right, maybe I'll set this up again. Right before I leave on Thursday, check out of the hotel. I'll set an apple out there. I'll leave my game camera here over the weekend. I had it strip apped tightly to a tree.

And I think you probably if you've ever used a game camera, it's not budging. It was really interesting that there was some wind. Small leaves would just move a little bit when the picture and it would trigger the video and the apple's just sitting there. So the apple sat there all the way until night about two am, when it recorded maybe a dozen fourteen little clips of just where wind moved a branch or something, and it

triggered the camera. About two thirty in the morning, the camera suddenly shifts, It gets turned, it gets twisted onto the tree that it's strapped to, moved it over maybe

about an inch and a half. It even had little posts in the back of my camera, so it left scratch merks where the camera slid, but it was still pointing at the apple where the apple was, so I was like, something will happen next, And about a half hour later, you can see there's a slight breeze, the wind moves a quig a little bit, and then it stops. Then probably an hour later, the apple's there. Apple's not there. It literally just disappeared. You couldn't even see anything take it.

And I'm like, okay, that's unusual, right, And I thought, obviously they don't like game cameras. That was my first lesson, and I ended up pretty much abandoning those after a while because it just really interfered with the interaction. So I never did that again. That week. Now that I was back and had retrieved the camera. On Monday, I set up an apple in this nook of this tree.

other researcher friends of mine. I'm like, I can't believe this was my first gift. And they were like, oh, you should put it back, put it back where it was. And I think they gifted it to me and said, oh, you should put it back. I was like, okay. This person had been out of the field a little longer than myself, so I was like, that's fine, I'll try that. I went back, I put it back, actually had lunch, and I was going to put it back in the

nook of that tree where it was. Then I decided, no, you know what, and there was a tree stump where a small tree had broken off about halfway up. I went over there and I put it about twenty feet away, just sitting on top of that tree stump. I come back that evening. It's no longer sitting on that tree stump. It's back up exactly where I had the apple earlier that day. That's why I realized, no, it definitely wants

me to keep this. That really started a collection over time of gifts that I had gotten in different states as well. It's an interesting attitude that they have that continued for a while. I was getting gifts, I was putting out apples and so forth. Pretty Soon it started getting really cold and there was a pretty good snowfall.

I didn't get off until almost ten pm. I had some apples in the car, had two apples in the car for them, but I was like, ah, I'll still go out in the woods, trudged through the snow and clean up my shoes later and go put them out

there in the gifting area. As I started getting into the woods ten pm at night, I started walking up the trail and just about ran at the edge of the woods from the Corporate Center, I hear this huge it was probably an inch or inch and a half diameter branch that was just broken, and it was close. It was within fifty feet of me, and I stopped that in my tracks. My first thought was, now, I'll still go in there and do that, and then I

go Now that was warning. So I backed up a few steps and I held the apples up and I just said, these are for you. I took them and I rolled them up the trail into the woods and I went back. I got back in my car and I drove through the Corporate Center back over to the hotel. Across the street. In between the Corporate Center offices, there was a strip of wooded area that was maybe only twenty thirty feet wide. Had branches and a lot of brush that was in that area, so limited cover, but

still cover. But the next morning I get up early, and at this time I have to give a couple of my coworkers a ride from the hotel to the office. I come out of the parking lot and they're with me. I walk up to my rental car and sitting on top of the car right in the passenger side is a small fossil sitting up on top of my car. So sometime during the night they had come over there and basically returned a gift to me for the apples that I tossed into the woods. That one shocked me.

I did not expect them because they actually had to cross a road in order to get over to the hotel, but there was still cover that easily stayed hidden all the way in there. One thing I did find during that research was they were because we're in that area corporate center. There was no creek, no flowing water in that area. What they had been doing I found a huge stash of gatorade bottles, empty water bottles, seven to eleven slur beacups or whatever. I found just a large

pile of it. There was no food wrappers in there. I couldn't understand it until I realized that right at the edge of where the woods met the corporate center there were sprinklers. So summertime, they were going up there to the edge of those end. When the sprinklers turned on, they just filled up the water bottles if you think that they're not smart, It's something I would do. But if it was a person camping out of the woods, there probably would have been some food wrappers or something

else like that. But I think they were pulling those containers and everything out of the dumpster from the corporate center. Now, I followed that area from the corporate center up north. It crossed one road, but there was also a culvert under that road for drainage that connected into a fourteen hundred acre county forest preserve, in fact, the same forest preserve that Walt Whitman wrote much of his pros up

in those woods. But that area had been known for going all the way back in historical accounts to the mid sixteen, hundreds of people would hear moans and cries and howling from the woods, and that's how the area got its nickname Mount Misery. But in between the road and the woods there's also a thing called the Northern State Parkway across northern Long Island. I did discover that there was some grating on one of the culverts that

went underneath the freeway. The metal bars that were bent in order to gain access to transit between the highway. I can't imagine what bent those unless somebody went in there with some jaws of life or something to spread those bars, I couldn't imagine what would do that. I really focused my area then up in that larger county forests or sure enough, I've ended up finding structures all over the place. In fact, one time I was down

in this where they had quarried the gravel. At one point a long time ago, I was down in that area looking at some larger footprints down there, and up above I heard one running. It was pretty loud, and now it could have been a jogger, but I came running up the hill to try to meet it because I could hear it, and I missed it just by seconds. It was enough that it went down to this other gully on the other side of this trail, because there was hiking trails all over it, so there was joggers

in the area. But this was really heavy footfalls that I was hearing. I get up there just in time to see the brush still doing this as it went down the hill, and I could hear it crashing down there, and then it stopped. Then I started walking up the trail a bit in order to see if I could get a better glimpse. That was the first time I ever smelled. I don't know if the Arizona ones shower regularly or something that There is one later episode where

we actually smelled one. My friend and I walked through it. It almost made me puke on the site because it was so foul. I always tell people to the summertime. It was like the mixture of wet grass clippings that are

a week old was summer quarter a potty. The funniest thing was I walked through it and the trail of that scent was only about fifteen feet wide, so I could walk outside one side, no smell, walked back through it, almost puked again, so trying to document it, and as I'm doing that, it starts throwing some rocks and acorns at me from down below in that gully. Weren't hitting me, but they were just coming up and landing near me

and bouncing along the trail and stuff. That was about the time I was like, okay, I was starting to get really dark and I was really deep into the woods there, so I decided I'll just start hiking out. So I started hiking back out and it took a while to get up this trail. It was a long distance, so I'm almost back to the truck. I thought I heard something up ahead, but there's a lot of deer around Long Island as well, but I couldn't see anything.

I heard something running, but like I said, could have been a deer, and I didn't get the thermal booted up before I could see anything. I get up to that area crossing the trail, almost the same thing bisecting the trail. Here's the smell again, same exact smell where it crossed the trail. I had assumed that didn't happen prior to my encounter, because it was probably twenty minutes after I reached that point from when I had stopped investigating at the almost sighting. I walked a little further,

about another one thousand feet ahead. I see it. It's really dark out. I see a thermal hit out in the woods. It's human shape that's behind brush and stuff. I start getting closer. I got super excited and I come around the thing. It was obvious it was a person because I could see the belt lying and there was pants. So I come up and I actually surprised the guy. He didn't expect nobody to be walking out in the dark. Plus I could just naturally see that there was a glow from his cell phone, and I

was like, what are you doing out here? And the guy was a little surprised. This was at the time when Pokemon Go was a big rage. He was out there capturing Pokemon in the woods. Probably about six months later, I'm in that same area. I had gone out hiked around. I found a couple of structures that day, and then walking back, this is the first time that I ever found what I called ground clifts. There would be fresh

broken twigs that were arranged on the forest floor. I documented them all know the exact meaning of them, but I had found a couple of those that day in the structure and walking back and I get almost to the vehicle. As I'm walking up to the rental car to open it up, I hear a jogger coming. It's almost dark. There'd be runners in the forest, but I could see down this trail and normally somebody'd have a headlamp on or something, but there were no lights whatsoever.

But I could hear footfalls coming up this trail. So I got the thermal on and just as it was about to come into view, suddenly it turned and it dove into this brush. I could see this heat blob through the brush. Now, I don't count this as one of my sightings. But when if I moved off to the left or to see if I could get a better angle to look into that brush, it shifted over

further into this other brush. Now, there's still mosquitoes out and it's nothing I would want to dive into, but it continued to move around in this brush to avoid me looking at it. When I finally tried to walk up the side get a side view angle into the brush, it took off and it ran up that trail into some deeper brush on the other side of the truck. I missed it. I was blocked by the other brush when I did that. Now, I don't encourage one to antagonize one, especially if it was just out for an

evening jog. It dove into this other rush on the side. Well, I came back towards the truck, and of course it was already in there, and I could see just keep signature in behind this thing, and it was tall. I couldn't estimate the height on it, but it was really tall, and so I started walking a little bit towards it with thermal see if I could get an angle or a better thermal image. And as I did that, I suddenly had this experience. I would say I was stapped

by infrasound. I suddenly just it was like my brain just couldn't even focus. I was almost I wouldn't say paralyzed, but I started I actually dropped down to a knee. It was this It's hard to explain, but it was like my whole system was disrupted, my whole nervous system. I was down on the ground. I had one hand on the ground holding the camera in one hand by this time on both my knees, and I managed just to say I'm a friend. I said that in English.

And when I said that, suddenly this feeling just released off of me. Took me a little bit. I was still on the ground. I managed to barely stand up. I just put my hand up like this and I said thank you, and I went and I got in the truck and I left. I hadn't eaten dinner that night. I went over to go have dinner. I just couldn't even eat. I just sat at the bar for lungs, and I feel like, do you want a beer? I'm like, I would love a beer, but I just don't feel

like I could even stomach it at the moment. Took me about an hour before I actually felt normal again. That was a lesson learned for sure. Later on, I was working on some audio from a site near the Red River in Texas Oklahoma border. Two sask watches were talking, but it was two different voices on the thing. I was trying to go through and clean it up. Take out the audio, take out crickets, take out ambient noise,

et cetera, in order to better hear those voices. And as I kept playing that audio, I started getting that same feeling again. They had noise canceling headphones on. As I was working on this piece of audio, I felt like I was going to pass out. I thought, I've been at this a while, I better take a break. I started feeling better. After about an hour. I came back, I started working on it again. I started getting the

feeling almost immediately again. Right after that, and that's when I look down in the lower ranges of the audio. I saw between sixteen and eighteen hertz. Sixteen was the bottom that the microphone captured, but modulating in between about sixteen and eighteen point five, I'll say in that range there was a modulation that I could see on the thing, but I couldn't hear it. So I isolated it and then brought that up into audible rain and pumped it up I think eighty hrtz. It sounded more like a

digit or a doo. It wasn't just a blast of sixteen herts whatever. It was this whoa that kind of deep modulation, So that at least I felt validated my experience from that. But I do have an audio clip of that that I could send you later that you want to share that with everyone. Long Island was a great success. I did go a few other areas. I had to stay the weekend. They had to take off some processes on Sunday night, so I went. I explored

eastern Long Island quite a bit. Did find a location where there was a lake and there was a story, once again, a ghost story of the old man who used to watch over that property and was keeping strangers out. His spirit still throws rocks at people and follows them. That people can hear him walking along the trail near them. But they don't see anyone. So I went to that area, and sure enough I started getting paralleled in that area.

Regardless of all my efforts to communicate with it in the times that I was in the woods there, it didn't respond at all, but still paralleling me.

I laughed, and I laughed. I said that was bad, and then it did it again, but it actually sounded like a better goal. That was pretty much those interactions that I had. I never actually got the sea one on Long Island except what I call thermal blo. After that project, I ended up getting assigned onto a project in Chicago, so I'm just going to use my same modus operandi here in Chicago. Started looking for them in

the forest preserves in and around Chicago metropolitan area. The furthest east I went was in the woods along the Splains River, which I did find a few structures in that area, but it wasn't a lot. Then I moved over to the Bussy Woods. Now both it's split by I can't remember the name of the road that kind of splits woods in half. But to the north of Bussy Woods is Interstate ninety. On the west side of

the woods is Salt Creek. To the south there's a lake and there's humans are using sailboats on there, and there's more activity up there. The northern part believes a lot jogging trails, which was very similar to what I saw on Long Island. I found structures everywhere up in that area. I found a partial footprint could have been a human with a toad jogging shoe on. It was still looked pretty big, but I had to write it off. I am my worst skeptic. Not everything in the woods

that snaps and crackles these a sasquatch. So I continued further west from there branched out. There was one horse preserve I went to that had a lot of people call those. Some people call them horse apples. They're large, bumpy, inedible to us, but apparently pasquatch like them. I found some world that were eaten, just like apples. I'd gone there twice. I found these apples that have been eaten. So I was like, let warrants me coming back a

couple different times. So I got there, hiked back into this area right near the lake where these were growing right there. As I got up there, there must have been one right there standing still, but as I got closer, it took off. I didn't see it. It was dusk, was a five thirty or so. It took off. It just crashed. I knew that sounds just the crash now. It could have been a deer, but I've never known deer to be munching on these at all. After that, I ended up going to an area that was further

north towards Algonquin, Illinois, from where I was working. I got up in that area and I really didn't see any structures. I did see some interesting animals. I saw foxes, animals that I didn't expect to see a couple of weird thermal hits that I still have not rectified what they were. Some kind of smaller creature. He told me there was a caper bear running around in northern Illinois. That's about the only thing that I could see fits the size and dimension of I continued further south towards

my hotel. I got down to this area that had a lake nearby. I started hiking back and then I found structures. Every single week I started frequenting those woods. There wasn't typically a lot of people back in there hiking. Most people like fishing on the lake. Once you got past the lake, I pretty much had the woods to myself. Every day after work, i'd go back in there and hike, looking at those structures where I had noted going back and visiting them to see if there was any additional

materials added to them. I get back in there one day and I'm walking down the trail. I'm probably halfway back there, and all of a sudden, I hear this rustling sound and it's a lot of rustling in the brush. Now there was weeds that are probably about five foot tall, and they're pretty old. I can't remember what species they are, but they were really tall. But I could hear a lot of brush movement right and I was thinking I'd

seen deer back in there several times. So I was thinking, there's at least two deer bounding through the brush here, and I'm going to see it in a minute. So I actually got my cell phone out and I started getting the camera loaded, and just about that time it stopped. There was no more sound, and then all of a sudden, the sound wasn't horizontal anymore. The sound was vertical. It was up in a tree. And I started looking up, and I don't think a deer went up a tree.

What the heck? So I started looking up in the trees. In this tree that was about maybe one hundred and fifty feet away from me, I see the tree had split in the trunk. That was like three splits in this thing. Out of that split, this long arm comes reaching out that area of the tree. I couldn't say anything, but it was a very long arm with black hair on it reaches out and grabs this fresh green shoot off of the tree and pulls it back into that area.

In hindsight, if I had my camera on video mode, it's just going to take a picture of a couple of deer. I may have captured a video of that arm. So I ran up ahead and I found the tree that it was in. Heading up that tree, there's no other sound that curved in the woods, so I knew whatever it was was still up in the tree. I started walking back worth and trying to get a view and see what I could. I can't see anything up in there. There's a lot of greenery up in that area.

I couldn't see anything. So I walked a little further to the south, and there's a large meadow there. I got out my camera took a couple of pictures of the meadow. I didn't see anything moving in the tree, darn. I took some selfies of myself with the tree, one of me pointing up into that nook where it was. I took a few photos looking north towards the tree. The trail kind of curved around that area, so I

took pictures looking west. So this time, the sun had already set or just had bomb bound below the horizon, so I took a few pictures looking west, and then I went up as far north as I could. I took pictures of the tree that direction to see if I could enhance anything there. Then I went back and I took video play around the tree, zoomed in walking around that tree, looking at that area on the video. The bugs were relentless. It was not a good environment.

I kept looking at that. I'm just gonna until it gets too dark where I can't see anymore. I'm going to keep at this. And then I started hearing some branches breaking on either side of this tree. And that's when I started thinking, you know what, this is probably a juvenile that went up the tree. The adults are down here and they're just putting up with me, really

pestering the juvenile. I better leave. So then I apologized to them in English and said I'm sorry, I'll be heading out of here, and then I left right So later on I went back and looked at the footage and pictures. The pictures looking to the north, even though at the time when I was there, I couldn't really see it, but you can actually see the profile along one of the tree trunks. One of those in the split.

You can actually see the upper back curves down towards a waste and then out towards the butt right there. And it's a darkish, shorter black hair on that profile's view of the torso probably I would say this much at the back is what was wired alongside the tree trump From the pictures I took looking west, you can actually see a shadow of a head that actually has a little conical shape silhouetted against the setting sun, but

with all the greenery in front of it. But you can see this solid shadowed shape with kind of a dome head. When I came round to the north side looking to the southwest, you could actually see the greenery like this, but you can see the face, domed head, shorter hair actually the same texture that on the back profile, and you could see the face. There's definitely a brow ridge, deep eye sockets, and a grayish skin. The original photo

was a little dirt. When I enhanced it and lightened it up and brought up the contrast, it's a match to the back profile. That's probably the best photo evidence that I've gotten of one. But that was pretty incredible evening, especially when I found those at the hotel later.

road that you could get into those woods. However, there was a low section that was at the front of that road, and sure enough, it was flooded when I got there. This is probably about eleven three at night. I think I get down to that area, I'm like, okay, you know, the best I can do. I thought, maybe I can get in from a different direction. So I circled these woods for a little while, trying to figure

out a way I could get into those woods. I couldn't get into those woods, so I actually just parked it on the side of the highway. Now there was no traffic whatsoever. I think I saw one or two cars pass by the area as I was circling. I get out of the car and I thought to myself, I'll do a howl or I'll do a whoop and I'll get a response. I decided, just on the spur of the moment, I'm like, you know what, I'm going

to try something. So I just stood there. All I had done was gotten out of the car right and I'm standing. I walked around the passenger side, so I'm just right on the edge of the slope downhill towards where it's flooded. I didn't speak any words, I didn't make a sound. I just walked out of the car, stood there, and I thought to myself, if you're in there, could you please knock for me. About a minute later, cracking in the woods. Now I've had people tell me

that was just a coincidence. Okay, that was a pretty instant coincidence. That one surprised me. I did not expect that. Now. I'd had other people that I knew in the field tell me about stuff like this. I didn't discount it because I hadn't experienced it. There are so many people that discount things all the time just because I've never

experienced that, so therefore it doesn't exist. But then the next thing that happened, I just thought to myself, thank you, and I kid you not in my head, the only thing I heard was go in peace, and that was just a weird. I wasn't thinking about that. I wasn't, So I went and I got back in the car and I drove away. I'm driving back up towards Olton, Illinois. That was my second research area was going to hit, and sure enough, that one was just really what it

was deep. I got up there and I decided I'm going to try this again. That parked did the same thing, got out, didn't say a word. I just stood there and I thought to myself, if you're in there, could you knock for me. About thirty seconds later, I hear slashing. Somebody's almost not running but slogging. Through this water down below, and then there was a knock or maybe even a tongue clack. I'm not sure. I was like, oh my god,

They're like I can't believe this. So then I thought to myself, I'll ask a question right and see if I get a response to that. I thought to myself and not said what are you doing in there? It came back in my head. The only thing I could think of was catching frogs. I cannot explain those two instances. I haven't had another one since that, certainly not in Arizona, where I spend a lot of my time in the mountains.

Certainly those solidified some of the other reports where I said I wouldn't say credibility, but certainly more of an interest in those other reports like that, I couldn't explain it. Further up the Illinois River, I have a cousin that has a farm up there. Their property has a really large bluff, probably almost a three hundred feet tall. It's the large bluff. I've gone horseback riding back in the past as a kid and everything. But I went up there because his mom, my mom's first cousin, was not

doing very well. It was like my last opportunity to say by I went up there. I was staying in one of the cabins there in the morning, I was walking from that cabin back to the main house and walking along the trail. I looked up at the deep woods there on that property and going up the bluff. It was just a beautiful call morning, sunshining, not a cloud in the sky. I looked up that bluff and I thought to myself, I wonder if they're watching me

right now. That's all I thought. As I thought that one single tree in the middle of all those trees shook. Thought to myself, good morning, I said, I guess you are watching. With that thought, that tree once again shook right there, just that single tree. Wasn't the wind blowing through there, just one tree shook. And another experience on that farm were one visited in the middle of the

night at one of the cabins, which was interesting. I could hear it come up on the porch, tried the doorknob to get into the cabin, and then it walked around the backside and you see the shadow on the window which didn't have window curtains on it. As I was laying there pretending to be asleep, so I know they're definitely there as Illinois just loaded. I tell you.

back after these messages. During one of the night sightings that I had of this thing, where I was ten fifteen feet away from it, was these glowing white eyes. I've dismissed that so many times when people have told me that as some sort of misidentification or something else

going on, but I saw it. It's bioluminescence. It is just that, in and of itself convinced me that even if these things are flesh and blood, there are some sort of superabilities that they have that we simply don't understand. Then the telepathy thing, I've talked to many people who have claimed to have had what's called mind speak, but it's telepathy. There's a telepathic communication with these things, just

like the eyes. I used to dismiss that. I've talked about it a couple of times on the show in the past. There's a podcast out there called The Telepathy Tapes, and it has nothing to do with Bigfoot. It's about a study into these non verbal or unreliably verbal autistic children and young adults who have a telepathic connection with either a parent, guardian, teacher, doctor, clinician. And it's one

hundred percent real. There's no way you can listen to this because there's a PhD involve she's doing some studies on it now with these individuals, and it's clear there's a telepathic communication going on between them sometimes other non speaking autistic kids around the world. There's no doubt that

it's real. So once I saw that and listen to that podcast, if it's real for them and these people who aren't autistic that they have these communications with, there's a two way telepathic communication going on in many cases, why can't it be real with sasquatch, it just makes sense to me. So I no longer discount that at all. I don't discount the majority of the things that people

experience because first and foremost, they are their experiences. And secondly, just because I haven't experienced it myself, I can't dismiss it and say you didn't have that experience, because I believe it's a very real thing. How do you deal with that in your research? And I know you talk to other people who have had different experiences with these things,

how do you reconcile that. I don't know if you're a Flesh and Blood guy, but how do you deal with that as far as conducting your own research.

and stuff that occur in the woods there. I have no explanation for that. Can only recount what I've witnessed as far as your eye shine goes, having seen orange yellowish eyeshine that modulated a little bit is definitely by iluminescent, and it illuminated lease nearby. I wasn't like shining the light on them. I kind of discount people's reports where they're like I was shining my light and oh they reflect green or they reflect white because I was shining

the light on them. No, I think they use it honestly for just silent communication if they're hunting. Just imagine if we could do that. Okay, you get on one end of the canyon, I'll get on the other end of the canyon and they're two deer coming your way. Whatever. In my opinion, it's some kind of communication that they can do with that, maybe even to scare us off. I know what happened, Like I said, on Long Island, there was all these ghost reports of red eyes in

the woods, rocks appearing from nowhere. And I even talk to some of those people had that happen. They say, oh, it was a ghost, for sure, it was a demon. A demon did that. Okay, that's another story for another time. But yeah, so given that demons could exist, right, But do they exist in those woods? There could be other explanations for that. Let's look into that. I'm not going to discount anybody's beliefs, just like you were saying. The

wordest thing is, I know they understand English. If there is some level of telepathy and mind reading that goes into that, I think that may play in part to some understanding who they can trust in the woods and who they can't. If I'm walking through the woods thinking to myself, I'm going to blast one in the face before I get there, I'll get that forest demon guess what they're going the other way, and I might go to the same area and all of a sudden, Oh,

they're right here. They're trying to communicate with me. The funny thing was, I used to get rocks thrown at me lot prior to twenty thirteen. This wasn't a sighting, but certainly unbelievable experience. It was actually a BFO expedition in Arizona, near where my research area is. I'd gotten there late, so by the time I got to the campsite, my tent was pitched right on the edge of the campsite. I was pretty much the furthest south in the campground area.

I know some people think campground not a developed campsite. That night it got down to the mid twenties. In my tent, I had my air mattress which had a headboard that's inflatable. I had a pillow. I was trying to stay warm, but my face was freezing. My ears were falling off. It was bad. So I got my baseball cap on. I tost my baseball cap on with that, it still didn't help the ears. So I was like, Okay, I got an idea. I had a towel, pulled that

towel out. I throw the towel over my face, so the brim of my hat is holding the towel off my face. Then I kind of left the sides open exhaust ports and that kept enough retained heat in there that my ears weren't freezing right. So I ended up falling back asleep. So for a little after three am somewhere in there. By the time I checked my watch, I was about three ten. But about three am I

wake up because I felt weird. My head was up against the headboard and I had to tilt my head on the headboard of that air mattress in order to keep towel in place right and keep my head from turning and having the towel fall, So my head ended up being right up against the material of the tent. I'm laying there sleeping. I wake up. My shoulders are off the air mattress. My body's now bent like this, so my shoulders are off the mattress and my upper

torso's in the air. As I'm waking up, that's the time I realized that the back of my head is cut. As I started turning my head, it lowered me down to the bed and then here dermal on the nylon of the tent as it released, and then it ran off by pedally up to the south. I have to tell you, though, after that, I woke up, and I don't think I went back to sleep the rest of the night. I was initially scared, but then I wasn't. That was honored, but I was just too full of

adrenaline after that to go back to sleep. But after that point, though, I have not had one rock thrown at me. I can't explain that. I don't know, just because of a situation that i'd been in. But twelve years after that, not one rock when the first five years I had plenty of rocks costed me. I can't explain that it was weird thing, but there was disturbance in the forest litter from where it ran off, wasn't

any real footprints. It was definitely a trackway you heading off to the south from my tent.