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out here? Did you see what it was? It was enough out here looking them do the one down now and I don't need anything. I don't want to go outside. Hello, hit the boddy out here? What quin I'm out there? I've thought of a bitch of about tech foot nine. I don't know. Easy am out there? Yeah, I'm walking right, heady.

everybody when I bring them on the show. What in the world got you interested in the subject of bigfoot sasquatch to begin with, you call.

I checked a book out at Fort Bragg Library when I was stationed there, and it was called The Bigfoot Case book, and lo and behold, I found a whole mess of sightings from the area in and around where I grew up in North Carolina. So that kind of snagged my attention a little bit, made me want to see a couple of the other movies that came out after Legend of Bogie Creek. But fast forward from then

to about twenty thirteen. The summer of twenty thirteen, so we bought this place here in the foothills of North Carolina, middle of nowhere. I have tens of thousands of aker's of wilderness around me to explore in Roland. So we bought the place and we started coming up on the weekends. Before we moved lock Stock and Beryl and I started hiking. Brother and I hiked. I would leave out on a Sunday morning. I'd be gone all day, and I started

finding tree breaks. I had no clue. I wasn't a Sasquatch guy, other than to say I liked it from an entertainment standpoint. But I found one, and then two, and then three, and then four and so on, And finally I was watching something on TV. I forget the show, but I saw a guy there. He's written several books, and his name escaped me. He wrote Beyond Boggy Creek in that whole series of books. I emailed him and I said, can you tell me about these tree breaks?

Does that mean anything? Because they were mentioned in that little documentary I watched, and he said, yeah, it definitely means something. If you're finding a lot of them. They're all broken up high broken while they're alive, or broken while they were green, as we say, so, that really put it on my radar. My mind is beginning to think could it be possible. I started reading more, watching

more documentaries, but then totally out of nowhere. In August of twenty seventeen, my wife and I turned on to the road we live on. It's about nine thirty at night. There was a cornfield off on the left, and as we made the right hand turn, it lit that cornfield up and that there was one standing outside the corn just a few feet from the road. Though it was a split second, that image burned into my mind. As it registered, I hit the brakes and I said, keep an eye on it. I wanted to back the car

up and put the headlights on the cornfield. By the time I got situated the creature was already in the corn butt. You could see above the corn stalks its head as it walked away. It wasn't running, that certainly was moving at a pretty good pace, large distance between its steps. That night, the bug bit me. That's what I like to say. That bug bit me, and I went to a state of wanting answers. I wanted to

know as much as possible. I had to woe the reins back on that horse, because I would teeter on obsession. The one saving grace there in the beginning was me and my wife decided not to talk to anybody about it outside of just a couple of people. Then we

had some other experiences. We had some vocalizations that we begin to hear, And just to hitch you with my theory, I believe it was a time period when this group, with this clan of Sasquatches had moved into the area, because I fully believed that they wronged their nomadic so to speak. Who knows why, but lots of vocalizations, the tree knocks and the whoops all the while, I've got it in the back of my head are we being hoaxed?

And the longer it went, the more that I came to the reality that we were not being coached unless there was an entire team of oaksures who were working twelve hour shifts after the sunsets to three or four in the morning. Then in twenty nineteen, I saw two different creatures at two different times. One was standing just outside the woodline. That was another split second thing. It appeared very much smaller than the first one I saw.

I could tell that it was same species, but I think it was probably a juvenile five feet tall something like that. A couple months later, December of twenty nineteen, a family member of mine was staying here with us for the Christmas holidays, and we both got to see another one. And now this one was back to being a creature that was full grown. We extrapolated based on the tree that we saw it standing near that night, it'd be about seven and a half foot tall, the

broad shoulders, the no neck, the big size. I remembered that about the first sighting of just how much it struck me of how gargantuan this thing was in wits not to mention hot, And that was a split couple of seconds and it was gone. It cleared my four foot filled fence just stepped over it and was gone. I began to spend a huge amount of time outside at nay. I always go out to check on my

farm animals. You never know. We have lamas, alpacas, goats, turkeys, the whole gamut, and we have a bunch of dogs. Right now, I think we're at eleven. So the nighttime, I would start taking a dog or two out at a time, and I would try to spend at least an hour outside listening. We begin to accumulate these experiences. I took the risk of deciding to talk to a few people who live local, and a couple of those risks I took paid off tremendously because I found a

neighbor of hours. They were willing to share the experiences that they had. I just kept going. I had a little more boldness. I wasn't ready to come out and tell the world I believe in Sasquatch. I believe I've seen them. There was just a real small circle of people that I talked to about it. And then in twenty twenty, I had taken a job here to small town a chaser on your line, and the lady that owned the store was in our inner circle. So she

got a call one day from Fox Nation. They advised her that they were will be doing a documentary about our local Bigfoot. We'd call them Nobby or Nobby's. And they asked her if they could use the store as their headquarters, because we don't have a town hall, brown we don't even have stop lot, and she said yes. Then they asked her, do you know somebody at my interview? So she called me and asked me. Gave me the number for this guy out there in LA and I

called him and I said, Okay, I'll do it. I'll talk about the things I've experienced, I'll talk about what I've learned from people, but you're going to have to silhouette me and disguise my voice. So they agree, the time came, they filled and then about six months later they aired it, except they forgot the disguise moubles. And when something happens around here in this community, it doesn't

take long for everybody to know it. So everybody in three counties knew that it was that dude that works at the store that was on a Bigfoot documentary talking about this thing. I suffered from the same fear as everybody else did. Fear of ridicule. I feared somebody mocking me or doing something to push me to the point of me losing my temper or something like that. But it never happened. It never happened, not one time. And then the dangerous thing happened. People started coming to the store,

a few at a time telling me their stories. Some of them required anonymity, some of them didn't, And so I started having the great vantage point of being able to hear people's stories, which that's my love. I want to hear about people's experiences from their mouths, with their words, and I was privileged enough for that to start happening now. Meanwhile, my cousin and four or five other people that rounded after group. My cousin came on board on the big Foot track. He said, can we do a cap out?

I said sure, absolutely. This was in November of twenty twenty, before that show ever aired, so I was still kind of in the shadows. We set up in a creek bottom devised our game plan. About nine point thirty that night, we went on a Nike hike. It was mostly without incidant, except to say we heard a tree knock. The tree knock came from a direction in the woods where there's just woods laid note of that. We would stop and sit and listen, and then start until we reached our

terminus point. We turned around and started heading back to camp. In about five minutes from getting to camp, a rock came in from our right. That part of the property was logged about ten years ago, so it was fairly thick with undergrows and saplings. The rock came out, barely missed my friend's head I'm going to say six or eight inches, and landed in the trail next to our left.

We saw it hit and roll and everybody stopped. I never thought that I would be witnessed to something like that, so big rock, and it came in not like a baseball throw, but like a mortar ramp, a big arch on it. Had that hit one of us in the head, we would have definitely been heading to the hospital, hopefully not the funeral. So that became a thing for us that group. We would camp out once in the late winter,

once in the spring. Meanwhile, I was fortunate enough to meet Bob Trent and Dwight Campbell now Bob and DWIGHTE and Tim Dill's started the group. That's the time it was called Dirty South Squatching. Now it's called Sasquatch recon But I reached out to Dwight and I said, hey, man, I've got a million questions. I don't have anybody to talk to. Nobody was the experience. I'm getting to hear people's stories, but all of us are in the same boat.

We're having these experiences. I can read and I can watch documentaries, but it's not the same as talking to a man or a woman who's been boots on the ground and who have had their own experiences. And that those fellows had a tremendous amount of woods tile under their belt. So they started bringing me along. We did another camp out the following year in November. This was, I guess you would say the fourth most significant sighting that I ever experienced. We did the exact same thing.

This group, including my cousin his wife. We decided, actually he decided, he said, Hey, I'm going to bring my wife to see if having a female in the group makes any difference. So we really didn't experience anything. We went on a night hike and we got to the end where we would always stop just sit down and listen. And my cousin had bought a thermal scope, and everybody was watching their sector. We were listening and I hear him comming name. He said, Jerry, come here, come in.

She was holding the scope. He said, don't move the sk go just put your eye to it and look. And as I did, I could see the signature of a large tree, but on each side of the tree was some heat, and immediately to me it looked like shoulders, and I was studying that picture, and suddenly it peeked out around from the tree and I could see the heat signature of a face, definitely different than a human. You could tell that there was a lot of hair,

and I said, it just looked at me. He said, it's been doing that for several minutes, and I watched it and it did it again. Several of us got our turn looking through that thermal scope, and then my cousin got the scope back and he was keeping us all updated. He said, okay, it's moving. My first thought it was coming toward us, and I was excited and scared at the same time. He said, no, it's moving backward.

It was literally walking backwards, and finally it walked in such a manner that it got out of the line of sight. The tree was no longer blocking it for just a couple of seconds before it disappeared into the brush.

up and we were surrounded on three sides. They were moving off in the brush on three sides of us, walking slowly. Several people in the group were terrified. I listened to the creature's walk, and I guess I must have been really tired. We couldn't see anything with the thermal. They were too deep into the brush, as the Appalachian brush can be very deep, especially in a creep bottom.

So I fell asleep, woke up the next morning, and two people actually stayed awake all night and they said that for another hour they heard the creatures walking around us. People will say, was that a bear. No, bears don't travel in numbers like that, and bears aren't gonna split up to surround the camp. That's not a bear's behavior. Do you think it was people? And my answer is

always not around here, because they know better. If you're creeping around somebody's house or somebody's camp at night, you may not come out of it too well. So Bob, Tim and Dwight would come up here some and we would just set up their equipment and here and there we got some good evidence. But along the way, Bright, there's been so many different incidents, and honestly, usually they

catch me off guard. I've been armed with the Sony stereophonic recorder now for about three and a half years, got a couple hundred hours of wood knocks and whoops and howls. I haven't heard the howls many time, but that's the most terrifying of the sounds that we hear. This howl. The first time that I heard it, it haunted me because it was so close down there in the creek bottom, and I couldn't get it off my mind.

Then another incident occurred the bottom of my pasture. If I have an animal on account it for, I have to go find it. This one particular night, I was down looking for the animal and I heard whistling from the woods. Wasn't a bird. I'm a western North Carolina boy. I'm going to tell you every night sound a bird will make everyday sound, and it was not. Then a couple weeks later, same scenario. I was just sweeping the woods with my spotlight and I hit a pair of

red eyes, which unnerved me. I had seen green eye shine a number of occasions, but of course the red eye shine stood out. I'd never seen that, and I knew it wasn't a fox or a panther. They'll have more of an orangish red, even a yellow, but the height and the distance between those two eyes. Then another occasion, same thing, going after one of my animals to go

get it. It got down at the bottom of the hill and I got yelled at it was either it took a deep breath in or blew a deep breath out and then yelled, growled extremely loudly, and I had gotten to the point that I didn't want to go in the woods at all by myself, which is completely and totally out of my character. That last thing that happened with the growl, it was thirty forty feet from me into the woodline. It was that close. I was under I don't know a spell, I don't know what

to call it. I was in a mental funk. I went so far as to talk to my friend who's a retired counselor. He gave me some pointers. Then my cousin's mothers gave me a pep talk, said, look, you just need to pray for protection. Don't do anything dumb, just be observant. Nothing down there's going to hurt you. And she had a point because out of all the people that I had spoken with who had come to me with their stories, never heard a story of anyone

being hurt, actually hurt. The closest thing we get is the rock throw I've been present for three different rock throwing incidents now, and the last time happened in August of last year. My wife and I was walking in the creek in a more remote area, an area we'd never been. We got a couple of woodenknocks, one on each side of the creek. And this was broad daylight. Mind you, here, we don't have virtually anything happens bigfoot wise in the daytime. Maybe three times have I heard

of vocalization during the daylight. But these woodenknocks came from both sides of us, fairly close. I'm gonna say fifty to seventy five feet. We stopped. I talked her into taking a knee, and we just watched and listened. She watched one direction, I watched the other. We had nothing further happen, so we got up to start walking. Just about five minutes on the creek, a rock come in

as a piece of quartz. It was a little bit smaller in the soft ball, a little bit bigger than the baseball, and it missed her head by six inches. I was directly behind her, and I saw the rock as it went over her head and it splashed in the water. And I thought to myself, if this creature wanted to hurt one of us, it's close enough. Obviously it could hit us if it wanted to. My wife she said, we're gone. She said, you can stay here if you want to. She looked like she was water

skiing on that creek without a both pulling her. Hopefully she'll go back in the woods with me. Sometimes that was pretty scary, especially considering she's had far less experiences than I have. She's had a number of experiences, but that would have been her first close end encounters. We continue to hear the vocalizations this time of year where

I live, cold weather is when things ramp up. The thing that I was told way back by some of the old timers that here where I live, i'm at the foot of the South Mountains, that these creatures during the summer, the older ones and the ones who are infirm may move back to higher ground because it's cooler in the summer of one thousand and fifteen hundred feet higher, and it may be the younger ones stay back to make sure that they still have a claim on their territory.

I think that we have two groups. I think we have one clan living southwest of US, and I think we have another clan of them living separate north of US. Found footprints in both locations. Another huge piece of evidence is the deer kills that we find, not just one or two. But we've found two different areas with just a lot of deer kills. You're talking in each area less than an acre. We see the ribs are broken,

they're literally snapped inwards. We find that the deers had broken legs, twisted necks, and both areas are in a place where it's the ideal spot if you're going to do the weight and ambush style of kill. I believe that they have the chasers or the pushers, and humans do this too. Then you have the watchers or the waiters. They get in the holler on each side. The pushers push the deer, hen they funnel into the holler, and

they kill them. I think when they grab them, they do whatever they have to do to immobilize that deer. However it works out they're able to break a leg first, or they're able to just crush the rib cage or break the neck. I'm gonna say we found at least fourteen different carcasses in different stages of decay with these very odd injuries. I found a deer that had both of its front legs pulled off together the legs were still attached. I think I mentioned finding footprints. I have

found now a couple dozen different footprints. In some cases I found a whole line of tracks. I found tracks from six in all the way up to seventeen inches. I think that usually what we find our juvenile tracks, or let me quantify that by saying, I believe that they're adolescent tracks, and I believe the adolescents are just like human adolescents, more care free, less experienced, less wise, and they're more prone to leave some careless footprints here there.

They've made a habit of coming here up the hill, out of the woods, literally into our backyard. One of their favorite things is to help themselves to some grain out of the barrels in the barn, which is fine with me. I'll share more times than I've kept count of. In the middle of the night, twelve o'clock, one o'clock, two o'clock in the morning, we're awakened by something banging the living hell out of the side of our house.

The most recent thing similar to that was something hit the floor of our front porch it's a wooden porch, and knocked one of the rocking chairs off the porch. We've had our long furniture. One time in particular, Natcy went outside in our little long table out there that we set around sipped coffee. It was turned upside down and twenty feet away from the lord it's supposed to be. The chairs were scattered. I had some coals winged up against one of my dog kennels. Those were scattered all about.

My wife had a sink that she would use to wash the dogs in. That sink was in two pieces and strown. There was some just a number of different objects, and it looked like a group of adolescent bogers, as we call them. I think they did it just for mischief. I think they're the same as adolescent humans would be. I used to keep a record of each and every individual vocalization that I heard, each and every incident that occurred. I should still be doing that if I was disciplined enough.

But it just became too numerous, it became too tedious. So what I try to stay on top of now is if the major things that happened, I make sure that I write them now was fresh in my mind, or do a video. The most recent, very significant thing that happened back in June, I went outside to check on the animals because my neighbor's dogs were absolutely going crazy. We've had that occur before, and it proved that we had a creature or too close to the pasture. So

I went into the pasture. The goats and the alpacas were all against the eastern side of my fence. The alpacas had assumed a guard stance. They were on alert. Now, alpacas are very good guard animals, and they make a warning sound, the high pitched things, and they were doing that, and I looked to ascertain what direction they were staring at,

because they certainly were staring in one direction. I ran back inside and grabbed my fall in a better spotlight, and I came out and started spotlight in the woods and systematically taking my way over to where they were staring at it. Because I had spotlighted, at first, I didn't see anything, and I just kept sweeping back and forth. Finally I opened my phone up and I took my video and I zoomed in. I was using my phone more as binoculars at the time. I didn't have any

night vision anything like that. The only piece of equipment I had was my recorder and lo and behold about the last fifteen seconds of the video. Around one hundred forty yards down the hill diagonally southwest of me, there was this tall, either gray or wide creature that just walked into plain sight there where I was spotlighting. It almost seemed to stop and look at me, and then it looked away and it disappeared. I can't say that

is a foresure bigfoot sighting. My old personal theory is that as an elderly Sasquatch, There's been a number of witnesses that I've interviewed over the last four years that reported see a gray or a white Sasquatch. I think I was seeing that. I think that it was older and it had slimmed down, just like a human wood when you get older. Some people get older and they get really skinny. I had Bob and Dwhite. They came out, and Bob set his cameras up and we did a recreation.

He set the cameras up where I was filming that night. We were very fortunate because the creature was near fence post in a writing ring, and these fence posts on six feet high, so we had that measurement to go off of, and by the time we did the recreation, conservatively eight and a half feet probably nine feet talk. I had a sighting of something I couldn't swear one hundred percent rind that it was a sasquatch, but it wasn't a human being. It was definitely not a human being.

Very significant footage. I've sent it to some people, and I'll certainly send it to you if you would like to see it and give me your take on it. Because I read your book. You got some good takes on everything, Bro, I will gladly do that. So now where I'm at right now, all of these experiences that I've had, the vocalizations, You've got tree knocks, whoops, this yell, this growling, hollow the house. And again, I've heard the howls, definitely less than twelve times. I'm going to say eight

or ten times. That's the most terrifying of the things we hear. We've heard the whistling. I've heard them mimicking owls. I've heard them mimicking dogs. I've heard of mimicking coyotes. And I saved one for last because this one is going to spark your imagination. I had a friend who wanted to come camping here with his family. He brought his seven year old nine year old, his wife, his nineteen year old, twenty one year old, and they camped in the creek by them, same spot where we always camp.

That night, Daddy was asleep, Mama was falling asleep. The kids walker up and said, Mama, there's somebody in the woods. She got out of the tent and she heard a voice up in the laurel thicket and she said, I don't know what it was saying. It was some kind of a language that I don't understand. I didn't understand. I've never heard anything like it, And so she said, I am so sorry if we disturbed you. We will try to keep it down, and immediately off in another direction.

Another gibberish voice that sounded very angry responded to her, and then finally the original one that will speaking this gibberish language said something else, and so the family gathered around. She woke dad up, and they really didn't know what to do. They eventually, within ten minutes were surrounded on several sides as well, so they elected to pack up that night and get out of there. They were camping off the old logging road down there, so you can

get a truck in there. Fortunately they had their truck, just threw all their gear, willing nearly in the truck and got out. Sent me a text for me to see, oh look up to say call me asap. They told me the story. So I've never heard the gibberish, but now that has been documented to have taken place here in this area.

The first time we heard it, it was probably a mile and a half away in this big area behind us that's.

out in the middle of the night. When something that big is making that kind of vocalization forty yards from your house, why don't you go let me know what

it is? Cause I can tell you there's not a ton of stories out there of people being hurt by these creatures, But I was literally working on a story that I'm going to post probably tomorrow over on Backwoods Bigfoot Stories, one of my other podcasts about a Yupik woman from Alaska sharing a story from nineteen sixty two when her village was under attack by what appears to be a rogue male sasquatch that was actually taking children

in the area. A couple of hunters went out to check their trap lines and they didn't come back to the village, and they ended up having to go out and hunt this thing down, and they, according to her, killed one of the creatures, a male and the female.

It was clearly, at least for me, it felt like playful behavior. It wasn't anything like you described. But there are people who have been out in the woods and had rocks thrown at them very much like you described earlier. If these things had actually made contact and hit somebody, this is going to be sad singing and flower bringing either at the hospital of the Morgue. So I think you're right in that if these things do want to hurt you, they certainly have the capacity to do that.

I want to go back to the first sighting that you and your wife Nancy had when you guys saw this creature and some of the other experiences that you've had where you actually got to see these things. Can you give us a description of exactly what you saw, the hair, the face, whatever details you can recall. Can you talk a little bit more about the description of what you saw?

Now that's not a name a lot of people recognized, but Earl Campbell, the football player for Houston Orders, who had thighs the size of oak tree trunks. And it made Earl Campbell's size look small. Just the power if that animal could have charged our car or whatever it is the creature, the animal could have charged our car with what I was seeing, with the size of it, I don't know, busted on and yanked one of us out or something. The second one, the smaller one, had

more of a reddish hair. It had some darker patches in it, but it was more of a red brown color. I estimated about five foot tall, all of the same features, except downsized. Then the third time that guy there, it was the same as the first, just in that split second, and I didn't see it as good as I did on our road side siding, but it looked like very dark either extremely dark brown hair or black colored hair. The size of the head really stood out on that occasion,

and there was a tree in the background. We had that to go off of. My relative is a military person as well, very analytical, and so the next day in the daylight, we went down there and started extrapolating some We've had the reports of the gray ones, the reddish brown ones, the black ones, the ones with mixed black and brown color, the whole gamut around here around the South Mountains area.

foot fence, cleared it easily, and made its way off into the woods. It's rare that you hear, or at least for me, and I've interviewed a ton of people that have seen a very light colored sasquatch like that. He described it as being white, almost like people see a yetty or abominable snowman. It's very interesting. This guy was in North Carolina as well, who was around the Charlotte area actually, So it's interesting to me that the few people that I've interviewed, you're the second person that

has seen a white sasquatch in North Carolina. There's got to be something to that. There's a lot of people that postulate that there's all kinds of different I don't want to say species, but subspecies or different types of sasquatch. I certainly think that is possible. And I think, just very much like other animals, like human beings, for example, if these things are closer to us, they're probably going to differ very similar to us. You and I look different.

There's eight billion people in the world and we all look different, right unless you're a twin and you have an identical twin. So I think that is a very possible thing that these things adapt to the areas that they're in. It makes them look a little bit different. But a white sasquatch certainly has stuck out to me. Have you thought about that, given the fact that you've had these three or four sidings and one of them was white. I know you mentioned it earlier that you

felt like this was probably an older sasquatch. Is that kind of your theory on what happens? Very much like us as they age, the hair grays, very similar to humans.

The ones chasing them quit, the creature just looked at them and turned and walked off, And when it walked off, then all the chaos behind them resumed and they had to continue to run. The second one of the three that the witness was watching, it just seemed to them like it was more of a leader. Your eldest, your most wise, and most experienced, especially in a while, can be the leader. So I think that's all I did.

I believe they age. Don't know how long they live, but if they live long enough, they're going to get white ray, They're going to probably lose some weight, get a little thinner. There's no doubt in my mind about that.

even amongst themselves. They didn't talk about it for a very long time. Obviously you and your wife have discussed this amongst yourselves, but you made the very, in my opinion, probably warranted decision not to talk to people about your encounter. Was it simply to do with the ridicule because it is such a stigma that seems to still persist when it comes to these kind of encounters. Was that the main reason that you decided not to initially talk about it? And how has that worked.

has that worked out for you? Since you have obviously come forward, You're here, you're showing your face, you're talking on the show. How has that changed for you? And are you glad that you ultimately came forward to share your story.

You have an experience, you don't talk talk about it, and you certainly don't tell outsiders about The last thing that I wanted to do was alienate people who had come to be like family to meet because I did talk about it. Fast forwarding to now, I'm glad I did it because it's turned into an awesome thing. Gosh, I'm getting to be part of so much and doing traveling and festivals and going to places. We just got

back from the Land between the Lakes. Most of all, though, I've got to interview so many awesome people, not just from the South Mountains. I just finished a series Old Coastal Carolina of folks. Once my TikTok shows started going them contacting me and say hey, I got a story I want to tell you, and I always insist at minimum talking on the phone. I want to meet in

person if possible, but that's not always possible. So if I'd have stayed low key, I would have never got to experience these things and start meeting people, making contacts. Meeting people such as yourself, you start learning and I am a totally different person. And I was just a few years ago before I started getting to have conversations with folks like you, Bob, Tim, George Lunsford, Mark and Groves.

For crying out Loud, I got to hang out with him for several days, and some other guys up there at to lb On other people who have reached out to me. I have learned so much. I have achieved part of the goalal I certainly nowhere near where I want to be on the answers and figuring things out. Plus, when you hear other people talking about their sightings and their experiences, you feel validated. You don't feel like you're alone, like you saw something extraordinary that no one else can understand.

So I am very glad. I'm very pleased with the decision I've had to be diplomatic. Have some talks with some folks around here to get myself out of hot water, but they saw it my way.

have to at least consider those things. They are people's experiences, and there's some weird ass experiences that I've documented on this show. So let me ask you this. Do you ever wonder why you have this experience? Because this has happened to me. I had my sightings last summer. I had three sidings in two days, and I've asked myself this multiple times, and it's hard for me to reconcile. So I'm going to ask you how you feel about this.

Do you ever wonder why you've had these experiences? Do you think it's a random thing, or do you think that or feel that there's some reason behind it.

consider that why you've had these experiences? And if so, do you think there's something more to it, or you think it's just you're in the right place at the right time, or depending on how you look at it, the wrong place at the wrong time.

take a nap. I think that I was being observed. I believe that they're able to read people. I really believe that through all of these experiences, especially the sightings and the rock throwing, there was no aggression showing toward the creatures by me or anybody who was in any of the parties. I told my wife and she agreed, we would never ever harm one of these creatures. So maybe they have a better sense of reading people than

we do. Then again, they sure did have us several years to observe us, and then observe us when they revealed themselves, and they revealed themselves on those occasions, we didn't catch the creature by surprise. They're masters of their domain. I don't believe they're going to be seen unless they want you to see them, which that's a question. Why are they revealing them to me or people who are with me, or people who are here on the property.

Not everybody in this small area of where I live, and I'm striking it down from the South Mountains to the area basically my neighborhood, so to speak, some have seen them. A number of people having same lifestyles, an outside lifestyle. Several of the people that live near here are coon hunters, and they're out in the woods at all times of the day. And Night they've never seen.

My explanation for that is the dog. But anyway, I don't close myself to the possibility that there's the woo factor going on.

and say yeah, they're supernatural. If I see one and it just disappears immediately into another dimension or goes into portal, all right, I'm on board. But until then, I'm a flesh and Blood guy, Believe it or night.

directly to those skeptics. Let's say there was a skeptic sitting right here right now. What is it that you want people that hear your experiences and hear this episode. What do you want them to take away and understand about what you've experienced and these creatures in general.

You get into Cherokee, and I'm a percentage Cherokee, about a third. There's three names for bigfoot in the Cherokee. And if you look across the entire spectrum of Native Americans North America, all the way up into Alaska, even into Central and South America, you see these native peoples all have these descriptions of these upright hairy commonides. That alone is enough to if I didn't believe right now, that would scoop me a lot closer to believing, because

you have to explain these things. Skeptics want us to explain the evidence. But by the same token, if there's disbelief to satisfy me, you're gonna have to give me your take on why evidence I've presented doesn't sway you any then. Certainly, all of my experiences, I've absolutely had no reason whatsoever, especially financial. I've not made a dime off of this, other than getting a free jacket one time.

But that's not why I'm in it. My wife people, relatives who have come here on the property, friends who have had these different experiences, people who live near me. I ask you to consider all of that, and if you're a skeptic, that's good, but you've got to explain the phenomena that we're experiencing. Then there's the accounts people have shared with me around the South Mountains area. I'm at about twenty eight people that I've interviewed, stretching a

huge time frame. And these are folks, these are country folks, these are mountain people. Some of them never spoke of it to anyone outside of one or two people. You've got to account for what these people have seen over the years. People who live here in this is a wilderness area. We know what a bear looks like, we know everything there is to know about the wildlife. But folks have had encounters that contravene anything indicating that it might be a bear or whatever. Bears get a lot

of the blame. And then finally, I say, you got to step back and look at the totality of the picture. All of the eyewitness testimonies from a cross time from Native American days all the way up to now, and then worldwide, all of the experiences people have reported, and there are good photographs, there are good videos, There are thousands of good footprints that have been found, cast photographs, scientifically collected. Folks who very smart, who came to the conclusion.

Grover Krantz one of my heroes, a guy that risked his career. He came forward after studying the situation, just like doctor Meldrim did, and said, we're professors, but we believe that these creatures exist. Just so many intellectual people over the years who have fought to get people to be open. So all of this has got to be explained from the Native American. I hate to use the word lord, but we'll say that Native American lore all the way on now, everything, the whole totality. And I've

never had a skeptic explain things away adequately. And I've also never had a skeptic take me up on the offer to come down here and camp in this creek bottom by their selves.

That's where I'm telling about people's encounters as they've shared them with me. YouTube, same thing, same accounts, but on YouTube it's called Rebel's Dark Tales of Appalachia and Rebels Dark Tales of Coastal Carolina. You can find me on Facebook, Jerry Millwood Junior. I will accept friends until I'm at five thousand and they say can't come in email. You can email me at Rebel twelve, Rebel the word Rebel one,

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