Sasquatch Chronicles - SC EP:1198 What I saw fills me with dread

Episode Date: October 19, 2025

Mason writes "I'm not quite sure how to start this other than with my first encounter. In the summer of 2013 or 2014, I went camping with my friend Perry and his father in upstate New York, we lived in Saranac Lake, which is 15 minutes down the road from Lake Placid where the 1980 miracle on ice occurred. Upstate New York is nothing like the city that the state is most famously known for, its mountainous, and covered in forests, and is also home to the Adirondack state park, where our little town was nestled. We had gone with his nearly estranged father to a camping ground near a lake, which one I cannot remember, as the area is littered with them. What I do remember however is Perry's father had stopped us setting up camp to tell us a scary story, ironically enough about Sasquatch. He told us a story about it taking food and attacking campers, but the two of us both teenagers, blew off his story. I for one have always had an interest in Bigfoot, but growing up, every adult in my life had talked down to me or made fun of this interest, causing me to in a sense disengage from them when they attempted to talk shop with me.  This camp ground was large, and had over 20 slots, and his father had splurged in an attempt to reconcile with Perry, opting to rent a site next to the lake. Between our campsite and every other was about 100 feet of thick woods, to allow privacy between the families camping. At the time I believe it was us, and two other families as it was nearing the end of summer, and they were a few sites away from us. The camping was fun, and nothing too exciting occurred other than the three of us learning to set up an over complicated bass pro tent for a small family. At around 10 o'clock that night give or take an hour we had been sitting around our campfire when Perry's father's demeanor changed. For most of this day we had all three been very excited and having fun, but at this point in the night he seemed to suddenly become very serious. He got us to clean up our campsite and pack up everything aside from a large cooler he had brought along. Then he had ushered us into the tent. Perry and I, both being 13 or 14, were still awake, laughing over dumb jokes and attempting not to wake Perry's father when we began to hear walking. At this time I had not been as well versed of the sounds of the woods as I would become later in life, but even then I could distinguish the sound of bipedal walking, especially when it sounded heavy. We heard something begin to approach our campsite, and at first I had wondered if it were a loon or heron which were all over the lake during the day. This however was quickly disproven when it approached our tent. Perry's face suddenly became filled with fear, fear which matched the sudden sinking feeling growing in my chest and stomach. I had turned slightly to my left, onto my back, as I was closest to the side this unknown had approached, and something inside me demanded I not have my back to whatever this was. We sat there for what felt like forever, but could only have been a minute, when the side of the tent began to push in slowly, what was pushing it in has never left me. What I can only describe as a poorly outlined hand had pushed in the side of the tent. The tent wall had bulged inwards a good five or six inches and was starting to stretch as far inward as it could before the tent began to bend. The hand itself reminded me of my fathers hand, he is a man of 6 feet and over 250 pounds, and had hands that remind me of the cartoon character wreck it Ralph, or more accurately like a baseball glove. What shocked me most of all was that this hand seemed to be double or triple the size of my father's hands.  I believe if it were not for what happened next, it may have kept moving its hand further. Perry's father actively spoke in his sleep, a quirk of his that I at the time did not know. He had said something quiet, but just loud enough that it caused this hand to pull away. It was at this moment that the air began to feel electrified, like we had done something wrong, and the fear in my body then and even now rewriting this spiked. The woods had gone deadly silent, the only sound we could hear was the water from the lake make ten feet from our tent.  We froze, Perry and I had lain as flat as possible to avoid bringing attention to ourselves, and were doing our best to slow our breathing, to keep quiet. Perry's father however had mumbled something else, and Perry decided he would attempt to wake him. It half worked, as his father seemed to hear Perry whispering to him, because the next thing I knew his father chuckled and said "You're trying to scare me for the story aren't you? Not gonna work" and moments later, his father was once again asleep. As he spoke, we heard and felt the steps from earlier walk away from us, further into our campsite. We had pitched our tent on the edge of the site because a large picnic table sat in the center, this table is where we left our cooler. I mention this because you could hear the wood suddenly creaking as if something heavy was leaned on it or sat on it. Following this was the sound of the cooler opening, and the sound of plastic bags and cans being sorted through.  Perry and I held our breath, terrified. At the time I refused to believe it was Bigfoot, because I did not want what was happening to ruin my enjoyment of the subject.  We listened to it for quite some time, I believe four or five minutes, rummaging through the cooler, before we heard the cooler close, and the steps begin to move away. The next thing we heard was something entering the water, and the sound of something swimming away.  We stayed awake after that, or more accurately I did, Perry eventually got to sleep, I can only imagine he was exhausted from the terror we had felt. I, in my infinite wisdom of a brazen 13 or 14 year old, waited for sunrise to exit the tent, where I found our cooler still on the table but moved, and many of the items we had brought in the cooler strewn about the site. I did not see tracks, as the ground here was too hard, but what I did notice was that the cooler felt oily on the handles, like someone who had washed their hands in seed oils had touched it, or someone who had done an oil change had just manhandled the cooler. It also smelled slightly of mildew, or more accurately it smelled like stale air.  When Perry woke and so did his father, Perry apparently had decided to not talk about what had happened, and his father thought I was trying to scare him for as he put it "payback for yesterdays story". Suffice to say, I had grown a pair of eyes in the back of my head that night, which would keep me aware in the woods for years to come. My second encounter is extremely brief, and at the time I was convinced by my mother that it was simply foxes attempting to mate. For you if you want to see where this one occurred, we lived at  220 Riverside Drive, Saranac Lake New York. Down the road from my old home was thick woods that went on fire miles, which are still there. My home was just up the road from it. I know this had occurred in 2014 because my father had given me an IPad he no longer wanted for my birthday which was in March of that year. I had been up late watching YouTube, and enjoying some pirated shows on the site, and when I say late I mean 1 or 2 AM late.  I had always been spooked by sounds I'd never heard before, but never as afraid as what this would do to me.  I had just decided I needed to sleep when my dog Lakota, a Keeshond I just recently adopted began to whine. His cage was in my room. For context, this home was three stories tall, but built on an a steep hill. We had gotten this home from a family friend who had been building it for himself, but decided he didn't want it when he found a "better property". My room was on the "ground floor". I put this in quotations because my room and the entire left half of the ground floor sat 10 feet above the driveway. The driveway, was about 40 or 50 feet long, extending past our house to a garage which is built into the hill, the hill itself was covered in thick woods and it was maybe 70 feet between our house and the people behind it. The driveway itself also opened a path up behind the garage, up into the woods.  So my room is about 10 feet above the driveway, but directly beside it, and I have a single window here. I had the window partly cracked, and my room was pretty quiet, I was trying not to wake my mother upstairs because her room was directly above mine and she could be very upset if I was too loud and woke her up. I was relaxed and enjoying myself as I had said before when a sound I can only describe as a bloody scream exploded up from the driveway. It was both deep and high pitched, and vibrated the glass in the windows, my TV and my entire body. I was instantly overcome with the deepest fear I have ever felt, and I threw the iPad down. Normally if I heard something that scared me I would just close the window and my bedroom door and hide under the covers, but this filled me with so much terror I threw my iPad, left my dog behind and went running into the hall. As soon as I made it into the hall, I could hear something in the distance answer back. I too began screaming, only instead of a guttural two toned shrieking I began screaming for my mother. She came rushing down the stairs, I can only assume she too was awoken by these sounds. She however was angry with me. According to her that was foxes sending out a mating call. I had told her I don't believe her and her response still sticks with me as an oddly funny reaction to such a terrifying moment. "What do you want me to do? Go outside and shoot it? I'm not doing that!"  I believe my panic had sent the screamer away from our home, because I never heard that sound again after the initial scream and answer from down the road.  For years I just accepted my mother's reality, because I didn't know what else it could be, until I was listening to your show. I'm not sure what episode it was but I know the sound. The moment I heard it I had a full blown panic attack, and was brought right back to that night. Every time I hear that sound I go back, not as panicked as before thankfully, but that sound will haunt me for the rest of my life. It is only thanks to you that I know what it was now. The audio I think of sounds feminine almost, like a banshee almost, and is followed by a deep call at the end. I believe it may have been on a recent episode. Now for my final encounter or rather what I'd refer to as the most terrifying 3 months of my life.  I moved to Virginia in 2016, and have lived here since then. It was last year, 2024, when I had lost my job in retail. I had lost my grandmother who had been there my whole life, she had been there for me when I lost my sister in 2009 and even been there holding one of my mothers legs when I was born. This loss had hit me hard and I had lost the passion I had for my job and most things around me. It had been my spouse Lynn's suggestion that I go into something new, something that got me outside, to help me find my passion for work again. So I applied to FedEX Ground in Winchester Virginia, and to my delight I got the job fairly quickly. I was trained, and put into my own truck within a month and a half of getting the gig. My route was Luray Virginia, specifically the area around Highway US-211 East, called Fairview. This area is mostly hills, woods, farms, pastures, and creeks. This is about as rural as you can get, internet vanishes here, your phone loses signal, and most people you speak to is related to five others here. I loved my route, except for three places on it. To start was Piney Mountain Road. Piney Mountain goes up to a small paved circle where houses have mailboxes. The houses these boxes belong to were each up a steep mountain whose roads were carved out of the mud and dirt between trees, and every driveway was a challenge: the worst of all was at the top of the mountain, where a house had an inclined driveway. This driveway had no good turn arounds aside from a small patch of dirt that sat precariously over a small drop of about 70 feet onto a slope with a slight incline of 80°. I would have to do an eleven point turn to turn my vehicle around and then pray to god my brakes didn't give out as I delivered these peoples packages. Well the more I delivered to them, the more I felt like someone was going to come out of the woods and attack me in the truck.  Every time I delivered to this home I was filled with dread to the point I once just left their boxes in the driveway and nearly killed myself flying down the mountain. There was one night however, when I was out extremely late delivering, that I arrived at the paved circle at the bottom of the mountain, and decided I was never driving up there again. I parked and was on the phone with my spouse, with an earbud in one ear. I was delivering to the only house at the bottom before I was to go up the mountain, when I began to hear nearly every sound I've ever heard you play on the podcast start up that mountain, I heard arguing samurai chatter, I heard howling, screaming, I heard branches and trees being torn apart, and I flew into my truck, leaving their packages in a drop box that belonged their neighbors and I left in tears. Next, would be Morning Star Road or as google calls it "Jewell Hollow Road." Not much happened here aside from two things. I saw a distant figure up on a hill one day for maybe a moment that was man shaped and black, and an old woman who told me and I quote her directly "the boogers don't like you speeding around here." To finish out I would have to drive up a road directly behind the Shenandoah national park HQ, East Rocky Branch. This road went far back into the woods, surround by it really, on the right side of the road was a 10 foot drop into a ditch with a river at the center, and on the left was a hill connected to a small mountain. I drove this entire road, delivering boxes to every house, except for the ones at the ends. Every time I would drive down this road I would get an odd feeling, like I was being watched. I had chalked it up to paranoia; because I had been listening to your shows episodes I'd downloaded on the app, I just had become a true member and not an Apple podcast listener anymore. For months I was just calling it paranoia, denying the occasional stick break, the woods going silent, or the feeling of being watched. There was even a point when I had gone a different road this occurred so I assumed I had just begun overthinking, until the last two months I worked for FedEX. I had a house I delivered to at the end, which had a large cleared yard with trees surrounding it. There was a large opening about maybe 40 feet wide that looked all the way to a small waterfall about 200 feet from where I'd park in their gravel driveway. I had met the family who lived here a few times, and the father was a good 6'5 maybe 6'6. This is important because I would often see the father about halfway back towards this waterfall, and he would stand beside a tree in this clear view in order to talk with me as I delivered packages, mainly to tell me where to place them. It was November, and I was arriving in their driveway on a day they must not have been home, because their car that usually blocked me from doing an easy turn around in this driveway was gone. So I parked sideways in the driveway, and began to take their package out. I hadn't noticed it yet, but the woods were silent aside from the occasional gust of wind. The package was quite heavy; and I had been spouting some expletives as I was not in the best of shape, but I eventually got it on their porch. Once I did, I turned around and looked back in the clearing. What I saw fills me with dread to this day. "

It looked like somebody was bent over and had their head in the window of the deer blind and it either heard me or smelt me and he pulled his head out of the tent and stood straight up and that shocked me. They don't make people that that big. The way it moved, almost as if it was gliding across the beach. I've never seen anything moves like that in my life. They were screaming at each other in gibberish. It sounded like a language and they were chuntering away back and forwards, back and forwards, back and forwards.

I know what a bear looks like and there is no way on this planet that what I saw were bears. What are you reporting? Get somebody out here. What's going on now, sir? That's son of a bitch is about six years. This is about six foot nine. I don't know. Do you see a male, sir? Yes, I'm looking right at him.

This is Jack from South Mississippi, and you're listening to Sasquatch Prodigals. So buckle up and hang on. I want to thank the audience for all the kind emails, well wishes, and messages I got regarding my dog Teddy. I talked about him on last week's show, and he's too much better. He's walking around a lot better.

I'm wondering, though, he might be, a little bit of a sociopath. He was walking fine and he came into the kitchen and I said, how's my boy doing? And he lifted up his front paw and started fake limping. And I mean, I laughed. His improv skills are terrible. Plus his injuries on his back right leg, not on his front paw. and as soon as I had a piece of corned beef deli slice in my hand, which is his kryptonite, he was magically healed. It's a Christmas miracle. And thank God because, you know, I can't, I don't have any more emergency vet visits I can financially recover from.

But thank you again. Tonight we'll be speaking with Mason. And he had three events that happened to him that changed his life. And to this day, he struggles with seeing something that should not exist. And I'll let Mason go into it. If you've had an encounter and you'd like to be on the show, shoot me an email. My email address is Wes at Sasquatch Chronicles.com. And if you get a chance to check out Sasquatch Chronicles.com, you can become a member and get additional shows.

Let's jump into it tonight. I want to welcome Mason to the show. Mason, thanks for coming on. Thanks for having me, Wes. Yeah, I appreciate you being here. And I know we're going to talk about three different incidences that happen throughout your life. The very first one was back in 2013 in upstate New York. If you would, would you start from the very beginning?

What were you doing and what happened? Yeah. So around 2013, a friend of mine named Perry, his, his dad had just come back into his life and he asked Perry if he wanted to go out, go camping, you know, just spend some time together. And I won't say why they were estranged, but Perry and his dad were, you know, a little distant from each other. So Perry decided he wanted to drag me along. So his mom called my mom, asked if I wanted to come camping with them. And of course, you know, I'm going to take every chance. It's the Adirondon.

Park. It's beautiful up there. So I went over to his house. His dad came and picked us up. It was middle of summer. So neither of us had school. And I don't remember which area it was, but I mean, there's hundreds of ponds in the Adirondacks, hundreds of lakes. And a lot of them have campsites around them. So I can't be exactly sure which one it was. But when we went out, his dad basically had gone for one of the more, I wouldn't say expensive, but definitely more well-kept ones. And, like, I mean, when I say well-kept, I mean, they keep all of the campsites clean. They have picnic tables there. They have fishing.

They keep the lake or pond, whichever it was, well-stocked. And, well, on the way there, Perry's dad decided he, wanted to scare us. And he decided to do that ironically enough by telling us a story about Bigfoot. The thing that was funny to me about that is my entire life, I've kind of been fascinated with the subject. You know, I'm like the other kids my age. I was in the library at school and there just happened to be a book about cryptids and I don't know what it is about Bigfoot, but it really interested me. So I watched all the shows and stuff.

And so I'm saying they're like, I'm not afraid of Bigfoot. You know, I watched Harry and the Hendersons and stuff like that. It's just a big, you know, ape in the woods, nothing to be afraid of. I guess he could kind of tell we,

you know, weren't exactly freaked out because he just kind of stopped near the end of the story and decided, all right, we'll go to the campsite. I won't bore you with the story anymore. we got there I want to say middle of the day and we had a great time s'mores we went a little bit of fishing

cooked hot dogs stuff like that just the usual stuff when you're camping and we had brought a pretty large cooler to where it took me and Perry to haul it out of the back of his dad's minivan and I promise it It's relevant because, I mean, we brought snacks, sandwiches, sodas, chips. I mean, we brought, you know, the whole nine yards to keep two teenagers fed. I'd say it was around 10 o'clock at night. We decided let's, you know, call the night. Considering what we wanted to spend the next, you know, day relaxing or just,

enjoying what little time we had left because his dad didn't have a lot of money so he didn't book us a long time at the campsite so you know we figured take advantage of the time we have his dad had um kid bought this i don't remember what size but like it was one of those uh vast pro tents fit maybe three four people family size i guess you call it it was made of that you know that nylon material that's like it's somewhere between plastic and nylon where it stretches a little bit but it also like you stretch it too far it'll start to push in the rest of the tent and we had actually spent maybe an hour struggling to put that thing together because none of us had really you know thought to read the instructions or anything beforehand so

So I wouldn't say it was most put together tent, but I mean, you know, it was going to make do. So we sat around 10 o'clock, called the night, packed everything up, throw away our trash into a bag, and we all went to bed. And I want to say I wasn't exactly the most well-versed in the way of the woods. I, you know, I'm 13. We had just moved to the Iderondack Park. my family and I maybe two years ago. So as far as I know, everything around me is normal. I mean, it's upstate New York, middle of the woods, hundreds of thousands of bugs, chirping.

You have a loon on the lake. And sound of a couple of their camps nearby. And, sorry, I'm shaking a little bit. I know I hear people say reliving it's an experience. And I'd never heard of this happening before. To be fair, I, like I said, wasn't exactly well-versed in the woods. But Perry and I had been laying there and, you know, we're teenage boys. We're not going to bed immediately.

Perry's dad conned out immediately. He's, you know, dead to the world asleep. Like, Perry and I are, you know, laughing, giggling a little bit because, you know, we're trying not to wake up his dad. And so everything gets a little extra funny when we kind of noticed everything getting quiet. And as everything got quiet, we also noticed, like, I know I hear hunters say, you know, you can tell when something's quadrupedal or bipedal. And at the time, I had never hunted yet, so I wasn't exactly familiar. But, I mean, what we heard sounded very bipedal. Like, it sounded like some person was walking between campsites and heading towards us.

For a context, between each campsite, I think there was around 50 to 100 feet or something like that of forests, just so, you know, you had your privacy. I don't remember exactly how thick it was, but I mean, you know, decently thick woods. And it sounded like someone was walking up to our camp. Perry and I were like, okay, I don't know what that is. I for some reason assumed because his dad had splurged and got us next to the lake. Like, I mean, like right next to the lake. I think we might have been next to like an old boat ramp or something like that. just a dirt boat ramp because there was a nice little slope into the water.

But how do I put it? We heard what sounded like someone walking up and I thought it was a loon. So, you know, I'm like, okay, there's a loon or a heron or something walking up to our camp. Up until you kind of started to feel it. Like the ground itself kind of like this thump, thump. There was like a good two seconds between each step. It's like, you know, for us, it's like step, step, step, step. It sounded like step, step, step.

At first I was like, okay, it's just someone or something walking nearby, getting a little close. Ground, I can feel it through the ground. until it started to I guess it was approaching the tent to begin with but when it got to, sorry, let me back up a little. I'm like, I'm a little shaky. I heard and felt it walking up to the tent.

Like I'm talking, you know when someone, like an adult or something when you're a kid, they would jump out, land next to you, and scare you could feel them hit the ground. Yeah. It felt like that. But like each step, it felt like that. And it got to a certain point where I think Perry noticed it when I did as well, that the woods had gone completely silent. There was, like, for the past hour, you could have heard a loon on the lake and, you know, like,

I said, hundreds of thousands of bugs. It's the woods. Everything went silent. And I kind of turned. I had been laying on my right side so I could look at him. And I decided I need to be on my back because something in the back of my head told me, you don't want to have your back to this. You just really don't want to have your back to this. So I rolled over onto my back. And I look left and that's about where I'd say the footsteps stop is right next to the 10th, right on my left side. And for a couple seconds, it seems like, okay, whatever this is is checking us out and then it's going to leave. I could not have been more wrong. it uh the next thing i know it looks like something's pushing in the side of the tent that i'm on and it's a large something like my dad is six foot he has big hands like my dad's kind of built like a retired football player is how i put it and this what i saw pushing in the side of the tent was a hand and it reminded me of my dad's only three or four times as big.

Like, side of the tent is stretching in and you can see, you know, the indents of the fingers and the palm. And my heart stopped. I'm shaking real bad remembering this. I know Perry was terrified because I glanced over at him and his eyes are as well. why it is mine probably were and we're both holding our breath when uh well perry's dad was a bit of a sleep talker and he mumbled something i'm not sure what but it was just loud enough that whatever was beside the tent decided to stop moving and it felt like me maybe a minute or so

went by but it couldn't have been more than maybe 30 seconds i want to say the hand pulls away and I thought for a second, okay, that's it. Wherever the heck that was, it's going. Like in my head, I'm not thinking Bigfoot still because I'm like, Bigfoot's, you know, Pacific Northwest. It's a West Coast thing. None of the books that I've read have said anything other than, you know, like the Patty type out towards you and the skunk cape down in Florida. I'm in upstate New York. Sure, it's the woods, but I mean, I've never heard of anyone running into anything like that up here.

But there's like this feeling in the back of my mind that, I mean, come on, what else could it be? That was a huge hand. Well, for a couple seconds, it's quiet. Like, through this whole thing, I never heard breathing or anything like that is just dead silent. except for Perry's dad who he's a he's an all right man but he was not helping in this situation because every time he would mumble in his sleep it felt like I don't know like he was doing something wrong because at one point we tried to get him to wake up and we're like there's something in the camp something pushed in the side of the tent and it makes me chuckle a little bit

but he, I guess he kind of half woke up and he went, oh, you guys are trying to scare me. This is payback for the Bigfoot story. And then he went right back to sleep. Well, during this, it, you could still feel the steps whenever it would move. And you could feel that it was walking away from us. And like I said, I was under the impression, okay, this is all over until you hear the cooler get touched. like Jossel a little bit. You hear the ice inside move

and then you hear the top of it open and you could hear plastic baggies, crinkling, ice moving. And I look over at Perry and I'm just, I could barely breathe in the moment, having trouble breathing now actually.

This went on for maybe I want to say a minute, three minutes. I'm not exactly sure. I just know it felt like forever. Eventually, Perry's dad makes another noise and

you hear the cooler close and then you could feel the steps starting to walk away. Only this time they weren't heading where they had come from. They instead headed down towards this little inclined into the water.

It sounds like whatever this is is walking into the water and then you can hear just what sounds like someone swimming away. And after that, slowly the sound started to come back. Like the woods started to come alive again. Perry, I think, passed out. I think he was probably just as terrified as I was. but I could not get back to sleep after that. I stayed up probably the whole rest of the night just kind of waiting for it to come back. It thankfully never did, but I stayed up the whole night, heart in my throat,

until morning came and we walked outside and, you know, there's stuff on the ground. Cooler's been moved maybe a little bit on the picnic table. Like, you can tell something moved it, but it never took it off. I remember we walked over to the cooler and we opened it and there was this, it was like an oily texture on the cooler. Best way I can put it is, have you ever done your own oil change for your car? Yeah, of course. It felt like that. It had that kind of consistency to it.

And it didn't smell like how I've heard people describe. smell it was more like a it was like stale air or like I want to say like my mind always goes back to stale like stale wood or something like that just it it smelled like the best way I can put it is it smelled old and stale after that we kind of well pairing his dad enjoyed the day as bliss they could. And every time I tried to bring this up to Perry, I mean, he could look in his eyes, but he just started to pretend like it didn't happen, or it was a bird. Like, I asked him about it a few years ago, and we were on the phone. I was talking to him,

and his wife was in the background. I guess he had me on speaker, because, like, we were talking about it, we're reminiscing about that camping trip. And then I asked him, like, do you remember that night when something came into the camp. And Perry's pretty quick-witted. He'll respond fast, you know, barely a breath between responses. He paused for a long while and he said, yeah, the bird. You know, like emphasizing bird. I think he's embarrassed or something to talk about it or terrifier or what, but

he just doesn't want to talk about it. And I, for one, I feel like I need to talk to him about it just so I can confirm, like, you, that happened, right? Like, that wasn't just us, you know, being teenagers and being too tired and misidentifying this whole thing. But now he refuses to talk about it, ever. Even now he won't talk about it. I think he is embarrassed, but at the same time, I think there's that layer of, you know, of he doesn't want his world to get strange in a sense. Like, if he accepts what he saw that night and what we heard,

that, you know, he'll have to accept that the world's a lot stranger than he thinks. And I think he might be scared of that. Yeah, a lot of people are like that. I've met many from the show that are like that. it's a behavior that people use to kind of protect themselves. The next morning, when you guys got up, did you speak with Perry's father about what had happened the night before? We tried to bring it up to him and he kind of just waved it off.

He was like, oh, you're just trying to scare me. Like, it was probably a bird or something or someone from a different campsite got drunk and walked into our campsite or something. I don't think he has ever considered Bigfoot to be a real thing. So when I was like, no, this was a gigantic hand pushing in the side of the tent, he just kind of wrote me off. Like, you're just my son's odd friend who thinks he saw some big animal or something like that pushing in the side of the tent.

I think he just kind of wrote it all off as either us trying to get back at him or just our imagination. It definitely soured my opinion of the man at the time because, you know, I'm 13 and I'm used to adults being like, oh, you're very imaginative, but, you know, it's that moment when you really need someone to listen to you and understand what you're saying. And he just flat out, didn't want to hear it. He was all ready to go fishing and then get packed up and head back out. And for the audience listening, you know, that hand pushing in on the tent, could it have been a man?

Or what was it about it that made you think that's too big to be a man? So I always relate it back to my dad because, like I said, my dad has big hands. When I say built like a former football player, I mean, like my dad could probably wrap his whole hand around my head even as an adult. And this thing, I mean, it looked like if this thing had picked up like a bowling ball or something like that, it would have been like the size of a lemon or how do I put it, almost like Shaquille O'Neal, but like maybe a little larger. You've seen the pictures of him holding like a regular water bottle, right? How it looks like a tiny little toy in his hands. best description would be something similar to that. Like, it looks like if it kept reaching through,

it could have probably grabbed my head with, I'm going to say five inches of room between, or not room, but five more extra inches of length on its fingers to wrap around my head. Like I'm talking, it could probably have, if it had reached in and had ill intent, it could have easily squished my head like a grape.

And I always come back to that because, like, I don't want to say I felt ill intent that night, but something in my mind always tells me when I go back to that night that if Perry and I had made any loud sounds or tried to go out there or anything like that, then I don't know, something bad would have happened to us. I feel like, I don't know, I feel like that hand.

could have easily ripped me into if it had wanted to I had never experienced the woods going quiet before so the moment I noticed that my I guess you could say the hair on the back of my neck raised because you know that's that's odd I've never like I've heard you know it get quiet before but there's still bugs there's you know the birds on the lake are still making calls but I mean everything but the lake went quiet like you could hear little waves laughing, but that's it. So when it started walking up and the moment it pushed its hand in on the side, I won't lie, my mind kind of went blank. And I think that's understandable. It's a scary night for two 13-year-olds and you often hear this behavior from these creatures. And it

makes me wonder if they do that to see if anyone's awake. Because right after that, it went to the cooler. And, you know, I've seen pictures of it. I've seen videos of it where eyewitnesses will talk about these creatures coming up and, for example, putting their hand on the back glass door. And you can see this weird, oily outline of the hand. Did you show Perry's dad that oil in the cooler the next day? we showed him that but I'm not sure if he knew or not like I said he tried to like write everything off he he treated like it was just oh that's weird anyways you know like he carried on with his day after that I've heard this behavior many times before where they'll push their hand in on the tent or there's been other cases that eyewitnesses have reported where they'll push their face

into the tent kind of sniff. And I've always wondered, I think they're trying to see if anyone's awake, if anyone's going to freak out because they have an agenda like in your case with the cooler. And I really want to talk to you about the third incident where you actually saw the creature.

But before we get into that, the second time or the second incident in your life, how many years later was it? And if you would, what happened? So the second incident was about, let's say, a year later. I know it was 2014 because my dad had gotten a new job and he, his company had basically been like getting him a bunch of upgrades for Apple and stuff like that. So he had given me his old iPad for my birthday and my birthdays in March. So I know it must have been the summer of that because I was still, you know, I'm thinking, I'm,

14, I'm wide-eyed. I'm like, oh, I can watch YouTube at night because the family computers upstairs. I can do all sorts of stuff. I mean, I would stay up all night, all the time, watching YouTube. But I remember it was, I think, about midsummer. And the house we had is on a hill. And like, we were about middle of the hill. The house had had been a family friends and he had been working on it for years and then just randomly decided one day he had found a better property and wanted to get rid of this. So he sold it to my family back before, I think, 2007. And after 2008, when the bubble popped or whatever, you know, I mean the financial crisis, we had moved up and we had done a lot of work in the house.

One main issue was air conditioning. We still hadn't really fixed that problem by 2014. Like, we had a good air conditioner. It's just it wasn't able to keep up with our needs. My mother and I run pretty warm. So I would sleep with my windows open. And my room was located at the back on what I guess he would call the ground floor. I say what you would call it because since we were on the incline, half of the house was about 10 feet, like the ground floor was 10 feet up from our driveway.

And the driveway went all the way back behind the house into a small circle that had the garage and then woods between our house and another neighborhood. When I say neighborhood, I mean like just a few houses. not a lot. The area that we lived in was, I'll say the town name just because not a lot of people know the town. And I mean, I don't expect people to go flocking there, but it's the, it's Serenac Lake. It's 15 minutes away from Lake Placid where the 1980 Miracle and Ice happened. So it's kind of a touristy town, but because it's in the Adirondack State Park, they aren't allowed to do a lot of tree clearings or anything like that. So a lot of the homes are basically built into the forest.

And ours wasn't really an exception to that. We were surrounded by woods. There was woods between us and other houses. Since then, they've definitely cut down a lot more and built newer houses. But our house was right up the street from, I want to say, around 100, 150 miles of woods. just a lot of a lot of tree cover. And that night, I had just kind of been relaxing in my room. I had been watching YouTube.

I had my TV on, and it was quiet. And I had my dog in his cage. And he had been a new dog that we had just gotten. He was a Keish on. And they're known for being pretty loud dogs. I mean, anyone or anything, went by the house and it would be 20 minutes of barking. That's why I'm surprised by what happened that night on top of, you know, what did happen.

But I had been relaxing, just minding my own business. I know it was, I want to say after midnight. Not quite sure, but I just know that it was the middle of the night and I needed to be quiet because my mother's room was right above mine. And I knew if I woke her up, it would have been my life on the line. But I never heard it walk up. But like I said, my room's about 10 feet up, or at least the window is 10 feet up. And this, I want to just say, God-awful noise.

This, it sounded like a scream, like a feminine scream almost, but it was two-toned. Like there was this heavy base behind it. While at the same time, there was like this almost like feminine screeching, almost like a banshee or something like that. And I remember the window, everything inside of my body, and even my iPad, everything just shuddered. It's like, you know, when you stand next to a, where they called, like, one of those really good speakers that they have at, like, concerts and stuff like that, and you can feel the air vibrating around you? Yeah. It was like that, but, like, every bit of my room is how it felt. Like, everything had been affected by this.

And I feel a little bad, but I kind of just. through the iPad that my dad had gotten me on the floor and I went, well, I jumped to my feet. And as I jumped to my feet in the distance, as this call beside my room ends, I hear one, what I can only assume is down the street or in the road, call back. And I mean, it filled me with absolute terror. I remember I threw the iPad down and I filled that to my dog but I thought every man for himself and I went running out of my room and I'm not afraid to admit I started screaming from my mom because I may be 14 but faced with like terror I haven't felt since maybe the year before maybe even more terror I'd say I you know I want to be 14 but faced with like terror I haven't felt since maybe the year before maybe even more terror I'd say I you know I want to my mom. And I'm screaming for her. I'm screaming for her. I'm running. And she comes rushing down the stairs maybe five seconds after I get out of my room. And I mean, it's only like 10 feet from my room to the

stairs to go up to her. So I can only assume that like she, she slept with her windows open as well. Like I said, we both run warm. So we keep our windows open. It keeps the house ventilated. So I can only assume that she heard it too and it scared her. But she came running downstairs and she's going, what, what, what? And I said, what the heck is that? I didn't say heck, but you know, I went, what the heck is that? Like, what is that? And she goes, I don't know.

And I was like, I'm like, I was stuttering and I, I don't remember my exact words to her, but I'll never forget what she said to me, which was, what do you want me to do about it? Get a gun and go outside and shoot it. And I, like, I, I, I'm part of the generation that grew up with, I promise it's relevant, but with like Steve Irwin and stuff like that. So, you know, unless you absolutely need to kill an animal, I'm not going to be like, go outside, you know, just shoot a squirrel or something like that for the sport. I never want, you know, someone to go out and just hurt an animal, but in my heart, I wanted her to go out and destroy whatever this was because I had this feeling in my body that told me this is like a killer be killed situation. And I told her, yes, I want you to go out there and like kill it.

And she'll, she doesn't admit it even to this day. I don't think she really remembers that. situation if she does, she doesn't admit it. But I mean, I'm a little ashamed to admit. I asked her if I could stay in her room that night because, I mean, sorry, I'm just remembering the sound. And I mean, remembering the sound, it makes my heart hurt. It was that terrifying. And for years after that. Like, sorry, in the middle of that whole thing, I'd ask her, what is that? And she looked terrified, but she didn't say anything for a moment. And she just said, oh, it's just foxes doing mating calls. And I'll tell you this, 2014 up to 2015, I had been out hunting with

my friend Brandon White a lot. And there's a lot of foxes near Sanernak Lake. They're always looking for each other. So I got pretty used to that sound. This was not that. I tried to figure out what this sound was for years until I think it was, I've been listening to your show since 2016, and I think it was 2018, because I was about to graduate from high school. And I don't remember who it was, but you had a gentleman on who described that he heard a feminine shrieking call. And you had played this one sound. I don't remember what it's called, but it brought me right back to that night. I froze up.

I started to panic. I mean, I got tears in my eyes just thinking about this right now. Every time I hear that call, I get tears of my eyes and I need to take a second to breathe. And it just brings me right back to the middle of the night. I mean, it put the fear of God in me. Like, I, you know, I was raised Catholic Christian and like, you know, your mother, your father. They teach you a healthy respect. But I mean, like, I think I've only ever felt fear like that three times in my life.

Once when my mother was in the hospital. Second one was when that hand pushed in the side of my tent. And then third time was that night. And I guess you could say a fourth time was my most recent incident. Yeah, I wish I knew which sound you're referring to. Text me, will you if you find out which episode it was? I've actually heard that Banshee called before. It was when I was in Texas, and it was actually during the day.

And it did have like a female tone to it. It was odd. I mean, I couldn't really tell you where it was coming from. it seemed like it was just coming from everywhere. I say Banshee, but I mean, I remember at the time thinking, I don't know, a demon sounds like, you know, screaming, but I would imagine this is what it sounds like. And it was very unnerving. I mean, I was armed to the teeth and I was still unnerved by it, especially the disorienting.

Like, couldn't really tell you where it was coming from. But I think I know that that sound you're talking about. But again, if you find it and you know which episode it was, let me know. I'm really curious to know what you heard. Tell me, in 2024, you moved to Virginia, and this is kind of the last incident that happened to you. Tell me what happened. Last year, I lost my grandmother, and I will put it this way, I became disinterested in my line of work at the time. I'd been working retail probably eight years at that point, and I decided, you know, I'd, I'd, I'm a decently strong guy.

I want to go out and, you know, use what I got. So I decided to go work for FedEx down in a little town called Winchester. And I had just been married and just found out that my first child was on the way. So I decided, okay, I'll do FedEx and then come next year. I'll figure out something else. So I did my training. I rode along with others for about a month or so, and then they turned me loose with my own truck. They had a lot of their routes pretty heavily covered, but they had one, which was taking one of their main drivers.

Like, we're supposed to get back to the depot by 8 p.m. And he was being out until, like, midnight, just because he had so many stops. It was down in Luray, Virginia. You know, it's famous for the caverns. And it's actually a small, nice town. And my route was actually a little bit to the east of it. I'd say maybe four miles to the east of it. But my route covered around 100 miles of road, just in total.

And mine was in this little. miniature town, I guess he would call it, called Fairview. Fairview is surrounded by hills, mountains, and woods, thick woods. And I was very happy to, you know, go out, basically be my own boss, listen to music, just deliver packages all day, go home, just, I wouldn't say a relaxing job, but definitely a peaceful job, aside from people's dogs. It was around November, well, a little bit previous to November during my route as, you know, the leaves are changing and starting to fall. I started to notice something weird with the woods.

And like at this point, I'm not really a stranger to the woods. I know my way around, you know, Deer Stan, the blind. I know the sounds of the woods decently well and I know to listen to the woods when you're in them because it could you know, it could be you or some animal

deciding you're a snack. They got a lot of black bears up there. So like the guy I took the route from he told me a few black bears that had tried to get into his truck at one point. And like we record

a lot of this. We have cameras on the sides of our truck and it was a video that cat passed around the terminal it was really funny so you know I think in the back of my mind okay there's bears out here there's coyotes you know the usual animals but as the leaves start changing I'm noticing a weird change in the woods like there's three different areas I would enter one is called Morning Star Road the other one I can't remember it's name but I have it written down somewhere, but it's the small mountain road that goes up to this circle of houses that sit at the top of a mountain.

And the last one was a road that goes up past the Shenandoah National Park HQ. In all three of these areas, signal drops out, you know, at one point I started to get a really intense feeling of being watched. and it would only really be in these three areas. And I just wrote it off as, oh, there's probably like, I don't know, a hunter or something out here. And he's angry that I'm out here. Because when I say these are like the middle of the woods, I mean, like, I walk 10 feet away from these people's driveways. And I'm in the Shenandoah National Park. I could go for a stroll and not see another house for maybe 100 miles.

So I'm playing Captain Mublivious. I'm like, there's nothing down here. Just do my route until November. In mid-November, I went up to one of these houses. I'll describe the house for you in the driveway just because it'll give you a good idea of how this played out. Their house is on sort of a half hill to where the front of the house hangs off the hill. you know, supported by wooden beans. And then the back of the house is on level ground.

And the back of the house is where the driveway goes up to. It's a decently large gravel driveway. And behind the driveway, I'd say there's about, I don't know, I'd say, I think I said around 100 feet of grass. Like I said, I'm not the best judge of distance, but, you know, like, it's a decently large yard. and at the very edge of the yard is the Shannon Doa National Park, thick woods. And they had this one clear pathway back into the woods down towards. I think they had it put in or something like that, but there was this little waterfall back there with a pond. And I'd gotten pretty chummy with the people I was delivering to.

you know, you deliver enough things for a family, especially when they themselves are having a new kid. And, you know, you strike up enough conversations, you get to know them. My dad is six foot, like I said. And the dad for this family is about, I want to say six foot five, six foot six, he's a good head or two taller than my dad. It's pretty tall a guy. Most of the time during the summer when I was delivering here, I would see them about I guess maybe 200 feet back or so just out by that pond in the waterfall. And the dad would come walking up to a tree that's about halfway to me in the waterfall, like just within the tree line.

And he would tell me where to put the packages near the back door, go around the front on the deck and put on the front door, hide it from his misses. and usually they had a car in the driveway, so I would have to pull up and my car would be, or not my car, my truck would be facing straight ahead in their driveway, and I'd have to back out. Well, like I said, come middle of November, I pull up, and this is going to be the tough one.

I noticed that their car is, isn't here. So they must not be home. And I thought, great, I can actually fully pull into their driveway because it goes right up beside their deck, the back door. So I pull all the way up. My car is, you know, perpendicular with the woods. Like, it's acting like a wall between me and the woods. I think I was delivering a deer stand or something. I remember it was heavy, so I was struggling. And I drag it up under the deck. I lay it down flat. And I realized I had that weird feeling of being watched. So I stand up and I turn around and at first my eyes didn't catch it, but my brain did.

Like, you know, your eyes scanned the wood line and you don't notice something, but something in the back of your head goes, there was something there. You need to look again. And I stopped and I looked. I need just about a second real quick. I've always wanted to see one of these things. But I've always wanted to see one either with a group or, you know, crossing the road while I'm in the car or like, you know, like with the Todd standing photos. Someone takes a picture of them and it's clear as day and you can see what they look like. I had told myself if I ever see one, you know, like every other young dream.

were out there. I'm like, if I ever see one and it's in front of me, I'll take a picture of it. Well, I have my phone in my pocket, and I never think to pick it up because, I mean, what I'm looking at in front of me, I still get nervous thinking about it. And it's only been, you know, almost, it's almost been a year, but it's still, like, I'm getting cold chills. I feel cold down in my bone, just remembering it. And, well, standing under that tree, or I guess I should say, standing a little behind that tree is best way I can put it, just a Sasquatch. And I looked at it for maybe 30 seconds at first, and my brain didn't really register. Like my brain, I've heard people say you're bringing short circuits, and I thought I understood,

just, you know, listening to other people, having heard the thing outside my window and seeing the hand push in, the side of the tent. I understand now what people mean because I try to rationalize. I won't lie. I was like, it's a statue. I'm for a split second thought, I'm near a revolutionary war site. It's a ghost. Because the way this thing looked for context of the tree that the dad would stand under, they had a branch, a pretty thick, long branch. And, It was about, I want to say, three, four feet taller than the dad. And this thing's head, from what I can remember, it's just the top of the head is just up to that branch, if not a little higher. And my guess would be, you know, about eight or nine feet tall.

its left arm is holding on to the branch. I can't see the right side of its body because the tree line was blocking it and also it just, I think this thing was about four, five feet wide, but I could not see the right side of its body, or at least the right arm. I can't remember the face, and every time I've tried to remember the face,

I've even tried, you know, sitting down and looking. I looked at the Todd standing photos and none of those feel like what I looked at. I'm not sure if those are accurate. I, every time I try to think about it, I get this horrible pit in my stomach and my heart drops. And even now, I'm getting really teary-eyed. It feels like my mind won't let me remember the face. I don't know why. I think it's one of those defense mechanisms or something the brain does.

But I know I kind of honed in on the hands, well, the hand that was holding onto the branch. Because we stared at each other for, I'd say, about a minute or two. It felt like forever, but it was a minute or two. It had to have been. And I'm a little embarrassed to say that my short-circuiting mind told me, you should wave.

So I didn't do a friendly wave. I just kind of held my hand up and just held it there. And it let go of the tree and slowly raised its hand. in the exact same way I was. And its hand was, it was different from the one that pushed in the side of the tent. The one that pushed in the side of the tent, it looked like it had sausage fingers.

Like it had been, you know, eating fatty meats all its life. And, you know, it was like, you know what I mean? It looked like it had sausage links for fingers.

This one's fingers were slender, almost. Like, they were thin, but proportional, I want to say. And its hand was like a, I want to say like a battleship gray color.

Maybe like a, I'd say battleship gray. The more I think about it, it's battleship gray was kind of the color. And it had a texture. Like I could, I could see that its hand from this distance was pretty craggly. And the way I equate it in my mind,

even to this day is rough like elephant skin. Like it looked really leathery, even from a distance. Like if I had walked up to this thing, its hand would have been like a topographical map. The other odd thing about it was the hair. Its hair covered the chest, the stomach, everything, but from what I can assume was the face. Like I said, I can't remember the face, but I know it didn't cover the hand. but the hair was clean. It looked silky.

Like I told you in my email, it looks like whenever you when you've gone shopping with like a partner, you know, and she looks over and she looks at all the hair dyes or something like that or the shampoos and you see the L'Oreal models how their hair looks, like shiny, straight, clean. Its hair looked like that.

but it was silver it was like a gun metal silver it's almost like the light hitting its hair and it had hair not fur it had like this looked like it i joked with my my spouse lynn the other day i was like kind of like uh chris hemsworth's hair when he was thor like it looked like the nicest hair i've ever seen but it was where the light hit it it was silver but where there was no light where there were shadows and stuff like that it was like this bluish gray like not like you know navy blue or anything like that but like uh when you look at certain metals and they have that bluish hue to them in certain places it looked like that and like what is this am i just hallucinating or in the

like I said, it moved its hand how I did, and something in my, in the back of my mind told me, I need to leave, because I am not safe. So I slowly walked back over to my truck. I got in, I closed the doors, and I remember locking them, and I closed the windows, and I lock them. They have a little metal latch, and like, I even knew this thing was big enough, and look beefy enough that if it wanted to, it could rip, you know, it could rip apart the truck. It could easily go through the windshield or, you know, through the glass and just take me out. So, you know, I don't regret it, but I looked back and it was walking away. I can remember how its head was shaped when it was walking away.

It wasn't conical. It was rounded. And like you could, you could see the musculature under the fur. And ironically enough, the way I would describe the back of its head is, have you ever seen them? There's a funny picture that went around a few years ago

where a guy shaves his head and he gives the back of his head. his head, a goatee and marker sunglasses and like, he looks like a heavy set guy and the way his, his neck folds weird. It looked like the back of its head had that going on. Like it, not like the go teeth or anything like that, but I mean, like, it looked like it had like extra skin, like it had recently thinned out or something and it had some extra skin on the back of its head that was folding up as it walked. But like right where the traps and the, the back of the head met. And, uh,

I mean, this thing, I've heard people describe how they look muscular chair and stuff like that. And like I, a lot of people say it's built like Arnold back in the day and stuff like that. But to me, it's, um,

forgive, forgive my youngster chain of thought, but have you ever, do you play video games at all? I do. Yeah. Did you ever play the new god of war, uh,

Valhalla? I haven't played the new one. Well, if you get a chance, look up Thor in God of War. It's God of War Ragnarok. That's what it is. He was built kind of like Thor. He wasn't as thick in the gut as Thor was. But like he looked like there was that guy who they deemed the strongest man in the world.

He had like, you know, there's like the difference between a bodybuilder. and guys who, you know, a strong man, he had a strong man body type. Like he had a like a solid stomach. It didn't look fat. It looked like it was just a solid round mound of muscle. And I wouldn't say thick pecks. I couldn't exactly tell if they were thick or not, but he definitely had a chest to him. Not like a female or anything like that, but like I could definitely tell, you know,

like he looked like he could place a rock between them flex and shatter the rock. Just like that's what I could tell from under the hair from just looking at him. But as he was walking away, I looked at him and I was thinking to myself like, I can't believe I just saw that. And then as I'm staring at him, my mind took over again and when you need to, to leave, like staying here is not good for you. You are going to get hurt. And that's when, you know, like I was already terrified. I was already, you know, like, oh my God, what am I seeing?

Well, I know what I'm seeing, but, you know, but I mean, something lit a fire under me. And I put the truck in gear. I'm a little shame to say I backed up into a little, you know the basketball net thing that you can get that, you know, it's balanced by that little box behind it and, you know, you can put it anywhere in your yard for your kids. I backed up into one of those. And then I flew out of there. And, uh, I mean, I, I spent the whole rest of the day on the phone with, my partner, Lynn, you know, telling, telling Lynn, like, I, like, I need you to believe me. Lynn, Lynn believes me. But like I said, it's that look of, like, I believe you, I believe you believe what you saw. But, like, I've even had the conversation with Lynn where I was like, you, unfortunately, you can't understand until you see these things. It's, it shattered my world view in a way.

Like, I already believed they were out there, but, um, I mean, seeing one kind of just, I think the way I put it to Lynn was seeing Sasquatch is an assault on your world. It's like, you can believe and believe and believe, but when you find, see one your worldview changes completely everything is shattered you feel you feel alone and isolated and in a sense you feel I feel almost as if everyone looks at me crazy when I talk about them and I'm over here you know after seeing this being like no you don't get it this thing looked like it you know does every everything I've ever heard. Like this thing looked like if it wanted to, it probably could have

closed the distance to me within probably a minute, flipped my truck on its side and pulled me out. And I'd never be heard from again. I'd be, you know, a statistic. I'd be, I'd be, uh, on the missing 411. But no, I'd, like my whole world has been flipped over because of this thing. I can't, I haven't been able to go back into the woods. I, at the end of November, I put in my resignation because I couldn't take that route anymore. And like, I focused on being a father since then. Just. But every time I've gone near the woods, I feel exposed.

I even tried taking my spouse down to Luray and showing Lynn where my route was. And when we got down there, I mean, I was in tears the entire time. Like, I wasn't crying, crying, but like, I'm sitting there, you know, I got hot tears in my eyes. I'm blinking the way. My voice is cracking. I'm telling Lynn, like, I think we should go home. And I mean, I do plan on going back out into the woods at some point. I'm planning on moving to Florida soon.

And I have a friend who we're going to try and go hunting and camping and stuff. But I told them like, before we go camping or anything like that, I'm getting myself something a heavy hitter, some sort of, you know, gun that, you know, I can feel even just a shred of safety in the woods again. with you know what I mean you look at these things and I mean everything changes for you like I love the woods but I I could do without the woods you know what I mean yeah I get it I really appreciate you going through that account you know I for one know how uncomfortable it is to recount an encounter. And even when it's not aggressive, because this creature really didn't make

any sort of advancement towards you, there's still that shock and there's still that fear of, I need to leave, you know, I need to get out of here. You know, about 12 years ago, I came across this a lot where, and I know from your email, you're like 70 feet away from this saying, where people would explain everything they saw except for the face. And it used to really frustrate me until I got to the point where I realized it's shock. It's shell shock. You know, it's, and I kind of came to the conclusion that I think it's the brain's way of protecting us. We kind of blank out those things as a way of kind of protecting us.

And you're right. You know, you can believe in Bigfoot all you want, but the moment you see one, it's not what you think it's going to be. And it's like I used to always say, be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. And I know this happened to you about a year ago. And I think time helps. And it really helped me personally to listen to other people's encounters. Because I started to realize that, you know, with all the bravado that they do, all of the, aggressive behavior that they'll do.

I don't think, I think if you leave, they're going to leave you alone. It's very rare that someone gets attacked. It's only when people provoke it that they get what they want where these things will become extremely aggressive. And like I said, there's a lot of bravado with these creatures. I mean, they'll make scary noises and throw stuff and act like they're going to kill you. And it's like a drunk guy in a bar. that, you know, acts like he wants to fight.

But does he really want to fight? Probably not. He's just running his mouth. That's kind of how these creatures are. Like I said, rarely does anyone ever get hurt. Having said that, though, I get completely how you feel, man. I get completely how you feel. And I really appreciate you sharing it.

What do you think that these things are? I'm not sure. I mean, there's so much weird stuff that goes on with them, you know, like you've talked with the other people or with other people about the lights. And I mean, you've talked to people who, you know, have like the mind speak and stuff like that. And there's all sorts of different accounts. There's accounts of them eating, them being shot and killed. I mean, there's so much going on with Bigfoot that I, I'm not going to, I'm not, you know, too humble to say, I don't know. And like, I'd love for it to be, you know, flesh and blood.

stuff like that, but the more I hear you have people on who have these, you know, out of the norm, I guess you would say encounters, the more it feels like they're more. I'm not sure. Yeah, that's a fair answer, ma'am. That's a very, it's a very intelligent answer. And I'm with you. I would love for it to be a flush and blood animal. But, you know, when you hear odd stuff, and if it was only from one person,

And you could say, well, I'm sure there's medication for what that crazy person has. But when it's multiple people who don't know each other and they're telling you this stuff, it makes you wonder. It really is a mystery. And I know it wasn't the easiest thing to come on the show, man. But I really appreciate you taking the time to come on. And feel free to hit me up anytime you have my number. And I enjoyed chatting with you.

Thank you again. I did too. Thank you for having me on. And that's it for tonight, everyone. Remember, if you've had an encounter, shoot me an email. My email address is Wes at Sasquatch Chronicles.com. And if you get a chance to check out Sasquatch Chronicles.com, you can become a member and get additional shows.

Until next time, everyone.