Sasquatch Chronicles - SC EP:19 Bigfoot Stories with Tim "Coonbo" Baker

Episode Date: February 28, 2014

Tim "Coonbo" Baker is one that is never short on stories when it comes to this subject. Tim has had our friends on his property and researched in numerous states as well. Tim has been studying this phenomenon nearly all his life, bringing some truly amazing stories to the show.

Mike and I are both veterans, both served in the Navy. We bought our first home together. His family had used another insurance product. I was like, well, I've had USA for a while. Why don't we call and check the rate? It was an instant savings, and I should have changed a long time ago. Never paid for their participation. When I had come down the cell, I had seen this creature cross the road.

They would have ripped my locked door from my truck, extracted me from my vehicle, and there wouldn't have been a damn thing I could have done about it. Look, this thing I got to notice in its eyes. His eyes was real, real evil, real sinister looking. You know, the look it was given me. Back on one, what are you reporting? What's going on now, sir? That's the son of a bitch is about six foot and nine, I don't know.

Do you see him now, sir? Yes, I'm looking right in. Welcome to Bigfoot hotspot radio, Sasquatch Chronicles. I'm your host, West, along with my brother Woody, and researcher, author, and friend, William Jeffey. Let's start the show. This episode is brought to you by audible.com. Go to audible trial.com forward slash bigfoot hotspot for your first free 30-day trial membership and your first free downloadable book.

Tonight on the show we have Tim Baker, aka Cumbo. Coombo comes to us from a, he's a good friend of Bears. We had a Bear on the show last week. And he's always full of great stories, great encounters. And I really thought the listeners would enjoy having him on the show, listening to his experience. So let's go ahead and bring Tim on the show. Hi, pleasure to meet you guys. Really appreciate you coming on the show and taking the time.

And I know you take a lot of time with people. And so we really do appreciate you coming on and sharing your encounters with us. I would just say, I've been doing this since the, you know, since the 1970s. And I first heard about what I came to understand is, you know, Bigfoot, you know, from my grandfather back in like 1958. So that's 58, not 68, but got very interested in it back in the 70s. And so later on when I went to work for the government and started traveling extensively, I started researching all over the country. Been a lot of places, done a lot of things, seen a lot of stuff.

A lot of our listeners have been asking us, you know, ask, and is it respectful for us to call you Kumbow? Sure, yeah. Okay. I want to make sure it's a lot of our listeners have been saying, hey, ask him about this question, ask him about this encounter, ask him to tell a story about this, you know, and it's probably gotten to a point where a lot of them know the story's probably better than yourself, huh? Yeah, yeah Yeah, and Yeah, I do seem like I Get on these block talk shows And I get asked the same thing over and over again

I'm up for answering other questions Besides just, you know, the same old stories as well So, you know, you guys reach a different audience Than other places that I've spoken So I don't mind repeating some of it Yeah, no, we'd love to hear some of the The encounter stories one question I wanted to ask you

can go right off of that is... I know you and I talked earlier what do you think Sasquatch is? What do you think these things are out there running around? First of all, I think it's a flesh and blood

I'm a flesh and blood believer. And in fact, I'm not a believer. I'm a knower. You know, I've gone through all kind of things. I've gone through that it's just you know, some kind of an undiscovered primate or, you know,

Mohammed had I've been through that, well, it's remnant population of giganticithicus. I've been through that it's, I mean, my idea about it has changed over the years. I'll tell you what, after I saw the book, Them and Us, supposedly more, more accurate depictions of the Neanderthals, that is so close to many of them that I've seen. I'm inclined to believe that it may be some kind of a remnant Neanderthal, a Neanderthal hybrid, a Neanderthal mutation or something like that. But the pictures in that Them and Us book, other than the vertical slit pupils, and the nose is not quite right. And I've never seen them carrying a spear or anything like that. Take the spear away, make the nose a little bit more human-like, and get rid of the vertical slit pupils. And you've got what myself and bear and been seeing for years, you know, most of our lives.

And now, we've also seen the ones that look more patty-like. The ones that when I moved to Mississippi that were my neighbors there, they looked like the, the neat. Deandrethal-looking ones out of the Them and Us book. I'm telling you, the first time I saw that book and saw the pictures in it, I got chili bumps all over me. My hair stood up, and I got chill ran up and down my spine when I saw it. That's what Wes and I were talking about before you come on, was that a lot of people lump everything into the term, like you mentioned, the pattern.

And then there's the dog-faced ones, the werewolf-looking ones, that I first heard about in 1984, outside of between Troy and Union Springs, Alabama. I was down there running a project for NASA with a company that was building communications equipment with NASA. And I had a bunch of people working for me on a production line. Two ladies came to work one day. One was in her 40s and probably other ones in early 50s, and these were just sort of two of my main, my main people there on the line and, you know, very, very, very competent, you know, technical type folks that were just whizzes at assembling very complicated electronics gear.

They came in, they rode to work together, and they came in crying and shook up, shaking up very, very badly, and to the point, you know, everybody, what's the matter, what's the matter? You know, everybody's asking them, and they didn't want to tell anybody. So we always had a little kickoff meeting every morning and went over what had been done by the night shift crew and all. Anyway, so I got everybody out and going, and these two ladies were just, they obviously weren't concentrating on what I was saying. So I said, come on in here, let's talk. And came in my office, I shut the door, and y'all have a seat. I said, what's the matter?

They didn't want to talk. And I said, look, you can tell me, I don't care what it is, how far-fetched it is. I'd love to hear it. And then they told me about, they encountered one of the werewolf-looking ones on the way to work. First time I'd ever heard about it. But I went, we went out there that evening after work, and they showed me where they had seen it. And it turned out it was about nine feet tall. And I found tracks.

I found where it had scaled a 12 to 13 foot almost vertical. dirt bank where the highway highway 29 came through and they had scaled it thing some of them was going to scale it in two jumps two steps i found its tracks and it was they were they were different enough than the regular bugger tracks that i had been seeing a large part of my life these ladies had no idea that i knew anything at all about beef foot or saskatch or anything i totally 100% believe their story and and ever since then i've been interested in these dog face ones and i've been collecting and talking to people and collecting, you know, reports of these things from around the country ever since then. There's three species of them, not there at least. And that's what I was going to ask you, Tim.

So do you hypothesize that the dogmen are just another version of Bigfoot or Sasquatch, just a off-branch of one of these? I tell you what, I truly do not know. I have. Being able to study them enough to know that they live in areas where there are also standard Bigfoot slash Sasquatch type of populations. I've only ever found one area, and that was out in western Oklahoma, where they were the predominant type that were out there. I heard they tend to be a little bit more aggressive, don't they? Supposedly so, yes. the ladies that saw it coming to work that morning, it sat there and looked at them,

it stood on the side of the road and watched them as they went by. The lady slammed on the brakes trying to stop. She thought it was fixing a run out in front of her. She slammed on the brakes, and what she ended up doing, she was going too fast, she ended up almost coming to a stop right there beside it. And it stayed on the side of the road. It looked in the window at them,

and then she rolled by it and then stomped on the gas, and it crossed the road behind them and ran up the bank. They didn't see it run up the bank. They weren't looking in the rear mirror at it, nor did they even turn around to look at it. But I found its tracks going up the bank behind them, and I could tell where it had come up the bank to the point where it was standing when they saw it, you know, when they passed it.

It came up from the east side of the highway and crossed the highway east to west after they went by and ran up the bank, you know, headed west. There were some people north of Tulsa, Oklahoma, where I investigated one that was 11 feet tall. This one was not attacking them. It came up multiple times snooping around their house and their yard and stuff, and they actually saw it one time standing there looking over the hedge bush behind their house at them. And we determined that it had to been 11 feet tall for its head to be where they saw it.

It never attacked them or anything, never beat on their house or anything like that, but they were pretty much terrorized by it. Now, out in further quite a bit west of there, out in western Oklahoma, where there was a group of them, those were belligerent. The locals there were quite scared of them. The ones down in East Texas, northeast Texas, those were supposedly quite belligerent as well,

and some of the locals were scared of them. But now I personally, I've never seen one, and I've never had an encounter with one. Well, let me ask you this, Tim. And I wanted to talk a little bit about some of the encounters that you and I were talking about before we hung up earlier today. I have several listeners. There's one in particular from Australia.

I want to embarrass her in their name. She was wanting to know if you would tell a story about the subway platter, the neighbor's dog school, and the puppies by the bay window. Okay, let me tell, I won't tell them a little bit in chronological. order. Let's start with the puppies by the bay window. I worked for a company that this is after I left the government in 1993 and went out into the real world. And I ended up after a few years I was working for a company that makes high precision tubing that's used in the air conditioning industry as well as other things. Anyway, I was living. They had sent a group of us down to do a bunch of

work in a plant, Boonville, Mississippi. Since we were officially sort of on temporary duty down there, they just rented houses for us. And since I had dogs, there was one available that was out in the country, and I chose that one. Lived out there. And I hadn't been in there very long at all, and I discovered that the house was a little bit isolated,

but I figured out pretty quickly that I had, that there were boogers around. I had my dog bow, which turned out to be, you know, my big old German Shepherd that turned out to be an absolutely fantastic booger dog. And he went everywhere with me. And a bunch of my, you can talk to a bunch of my friends that used to go researching with me. And Beau was on every trip we made. And he knew boogers.

He knew when they were around. Also at the time, I had a Southern Mountain Curr female. and through mistake made someone expecting that they could keep Bo locked in a kennel outside when my little Southern Mountain Kerr female was in heat, and that didn't happen. He busted right out in breader, and I ended up with a litter of a half-jerkered half-mountain cur puppies. And I first had them outside in the nice kennel.

that I had out there. I found out, I figured out really quickly that the boogers were coming up there and I knew they were trying to get my dogs. I'd hear, I would hear man out there just raising holy hell in a full-blown defensive mode. What drove it home to me is my son and I came home from, we'd been to town and it got dark on us and we came turning down the road that I lived on. as I came around the corner, my headlights swung across my yard and the road in front of the house, and there was the alpha male at least one other right out there in front of my house. In fact, the alpha male was standing in the road. When my headlights hit them, you know, the high beams, they dove off and took off,

jumped off road and took off running. And I got to thinking, and when I pulled up there, Mandy was there in the kennel, and her hackles were all standing there. up and she was just frantic. And I realized that the boogers had been in there trying to get the pups. So I brought the pups in the house, her and the dogs in the house after that, and rigged up a deal up in the kitchen, which had an Illinois floor up there so they couldn't mess it up very much, rigged up a deal where she and the pups could stay up there. I was in the habit of leaving the windows open. I mean, the curtains open. I started having a lot of activity right around the house.

and we, uh, some of our, some of our friends came over, and we'd had a, we'd had a rain, big heavy rain. You might have seen,

uh, Dan Ricky, um, and his, uh, his wife, uh, well,

she goes by the screen name of Shasta. And they, they drove over from, uh, Oklahoma and, and, and, and,

and some others came up. We were going to do, do some research in some areas, you know, areas around there. Well, the first thing Vicky did is she walked around the north end of the house, and lo and behold, there's all these bugger tracks right there in front of the bay window. And we started measuring the stride of them, and measuring from heel to heel.

That's the way when you're measuring the stride of anything walking, you measure from either the toe of one track to the same spot on the toe of the next track or the hill to the hill. You don't measure from the heel of the hill. of one to the other or the toe of one to the hill of the other. To get the true strides, you measure from the same point on each successive track. And this dude was taking 60-something, in a normal walk, this dude was taking 60-something each strides. In other words, strides a little bit over five foot long.

And you try to duplicate that. I'll tell you something else from where, from when I came around the corner, my son and I came around the corner and I caught him in my high beams and he jumped off the road. I saw where he, I found where he was standing and where he whirled and he jumped off, you know, jumped off the side of the road where his first foot hit the ground. It was 15, right at 15 feet to the hill. Where his next foot hit the ground, it was from the, from the, The previous one, it was like 21 feet to the hill, where the next one hit the ground was 22 or 23 feet.

That son of a gun made three leaps and covered, what is that, 50, 22, 23? That's 45 plus 15. He covered basically 60 feet in three strides from a standing stop. I mean, from a... I can totally believe that I heard one run one time years ago. and we heard it hit the ground maybe five times. Reminds you of our encounter with the gray one. I mean, that thing cleared some distance with one leap.

These things can move like you cannot believe. I mean, you cannot, you can't believe the ground that they can cover. This afternoon, you know, telling me about, telling Wes about, we saw some, we ran up on five of them, you know, four smaller ones and one larger one. They were so far away, I couldn't tell you how big they were, but they were running down a power line right away. And this is a place we were going back there to chase deer on the power line right away. This is a place that big hillside where the deer liked to lay out there in sun.

And we used to come flying over the hill, you know, sort of like the old Rat Patrol TV show. You'd come flying over the hill and we hit, and the deer are out there. And, you know, we're on the four-witters. We're already running pretty hard and fast, and the deer are popping up when we chase them. And that's, we popped the hill, you know, jumped over the top of the hill, and what popped up in front of us about, about, you know, 400 yards out, five really dark-looking things, and they go hauling ass down the power line right away. And I slammed on the brakes, and my buddy Don came skidding up beside me,

and you know, what the hell is that? And I said, I had binoculars around my neck, and I threw my socklers up, and I'm looking and I said, and the first thing I saw was it looked like a bunch of chimpanzees running away from me on all fours. And they were absolutely flying. I estimated them going, you know, 35 to 40 at least. And I'm looking at them. I'm thinking, holy shit, what are chimpanzees doing back here? And suddenly it dawned on me, the one in the front, the big end in the front, he slammed on the brakes and he turned around and stood up and looked back of at us for just a split second, no more than a,

no more than a second and dropped down to all fours and darted to the left and piled off in the woods. And the other four, you know, they start doing about a 3G turn and run off in the woods behind him. In fact, one of them had already, you know, shot past him and had a really pull a sharp curve. And they're like, you know, what is it? What is it? Danny, what is it? Danny? What is it? And I'm sitting there looking.

I said something like hogs, maybe. and I said, hell, don't look like the hog domain. I'm looking there. And I can't remember the exact verbiage, but it's something like I, I was trying to think of anything to say other than Bigfoot, because, you know, they would have given me absolute hell at the hunting camp.

You know, they would have, I'd have heard the end of it. And, Tim, was that the same place where they charged you? Was that the same location? I was charged. No, I've been, well, I've been charged a couple of times, but I've several times, was charged on that property, you know,

I'd have a cell for another guy when we were coyote hunting back there one night. That's a story I haven't told very much. The stories that you've probably heard of me being charged was over the place we call AP Road or which stands for

asshole Pucker Road. We were charged by three of them there. Yeah, no. If you don't mind tell the coyote story and then we can go over to the AP Road one. I'd love to hear the coyote one. For those of you who haven't been down in the

southeastern United States, they cut a lot, they plant a lot of pine plantations and, you know, they use the pines for lumber,

you know, yellow pine lumber, but a lot of is cut, is grown and cut for pulpwood for making paper. And when they come in and cut these pines, they take it down

to the ground. And then they immediately come in and replant it. And we call areas cut over areas. And they will, um,

What happens is when they come in and replant all these pine seedlings, what comes up first is they're all kind of, you know, weeds and plants and stuff that normally wouldn't grow because they were shaded out by the trees. But also ungodly briars, sawbriars, and I'm talking about the stalks of these briars are as big around as your thumb, and they'll grow up, you know, 11, 12 feet high. They're so unbelievably thick and stout that if you come in through there on a tractor, even with a brush hog or a bush hog, we call them, trying to mow them down, they can be so thick that as your tractor tries to ride them down, they bend over on you, and if it's a tractor without a cab on it, you know, an open-seat tractor, they'll get a hold you and they'll damn near drag you off the tractor, and they will literally tear you to shreds.

They will shred your clothes and your hide. and they grow up so thick that you can hardly crawl through these cutover areas on your hands and knees. That's how thick it gets. And plus all these saplings, little saplings and stuff will come up from the hardwood tree roots that are left. So these cutover areas are unbelievably thick. And after about for the first five to eight years, unbelievable. After about eight or nine years, the pines get up high enough that they shade out a lot of this stuff. and a lot of the briars and the stuff will die back.

So we were back, our hunting camp, leased a lot of these, at least a big pine plantation. And there was an area that there was a 160-acre piece of fresh cutover that had just been cut over that spring and summer. And just to the north of it was another 160 acres of cutover that was about five or six years old. So it's grown up about, you know, 10, foot high, 10, 11 foot high, and all these weeds and briars and mess.

It's impenetral mass of stuff. All right. Then there's fire breaks all through these separating all these little plots. And the firebreaks are roads. You drive on them. And it just so happened that at this one particular place, the firebreak road runs right along the top of a ridge. This ridge runs nearly perfectly east and west.

and there's a perfect 160 acres of fresh cut over to the south and a perfect 160 acres of about five or six year cut over to the north. So we'd been deer hunting back there. We drove my old truck up there, and we parked up again on the road, and my old truck was painted sort of OD green, and it's up against that cutover up on this ridge, but we're not skyline because the cutover is behind us,

So it's really quite well camouflaged. But we have a complete view, a perfect view of every bit of this half-mile square area, this 160-acre area to the south of us. So we crawl up in the back of the truck, and we get all set up, get our guns out ready to shoot, and one of us gets on a dying rabbit call, a varmint call. So one of us gets on this dying rabbit call and just sits down on it, I mean, and I mean, really cuts loose with a, you know, got off a bunch of racket. Instantly, instantly, to the north of us, about three-eighths of a mile, out across that, the high cut over to the north of it,

there's this ungodly roaring scream. And like what you described earlier West, the lines roar, you know, just, you know, just, you know, or the T-Rex. screen instantly. We whirl around and it's a really bright quarter moon, and it wasn't fully dark anyway. So you can still see pretty badgum good down through there, out through there. In fact, you can see all the way across it very well. All of a sudden we realize there's this damn lake coming through the cutover straight towards us like it's on a string. and get an idea if you've watched Jurassic Park,

the original Jurassic Park, the first one, the part where they're out in that big grassy field and the velociraptors are attacking them and they show the aerial view and you can see the wake of the velociraptors tearing through that grass headed towards those people, there's a damn wake of something coming straight towards us

and I mean it's coming through there doing probably 25 miles an hour through this thing. unbelievable. I mean, tearing through this thing. I can't think of anything, any kind of an animal, anything that, I mean, you couldn't tear through there like that on a four-wheeler. You absolutely could not do it through a cut over like that. And this thing is on a B-line straight towards us, screaming its head off. My buddy and I, there was no thought or anything. I don't know how we did it. The next memory that I have, we were in the truck. I don't know how we got out of the back of truck and in the truck. I don't know if we just came, did a Dukes of Hazard jump through the windows, you know, NASCAR style jump through the windows or what. But the next thing, I remember we were in the truck and I was, had the keys out,

and I was trying to crank it. And we hadn't been sitting there very long, and I didn't have a very good starter in that engine. And the compression hadn't leaked down. So when I turned the key, all of the, it started doing, he was going, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. And the son of a bitch wouldn't crank. And the damn thing's getting closer. My buddy is sitting over there on the passenger side of the truck.

And his is the side towards the cutover. And this thing is getting louder and louder. We can hear it just crashing through the cutover. And he's screaming, you know, are you? And I'm a, I'm trying, I'm trying. And the son of a bitch lets out this huge scream. And, I mean, it's shaking the damn windows of the truck. And my buddy is crawling over on top of me, trying to get away from the window.

And, you know, get off of me, get off. You're going to break the goddamn key off. Get off. You know, and I'm trying to elbow him off of me while trying to get the damn truck cranked. And this thing is screaming and raising holy hell. And finally, the damn, about the time it burst out of the cup. over, the truck cranks up, I yanked the thing in gear, and I go roaring out of there, you know, slinging growling stuff. The bad part about it was, is after about a mile and a half, we had to stop

and unlock a locked gate to get out of there. And this damn thing was running through the cutover as fast as I could drive my truck on the road, that damn firebreak race. road. And so we got to the gate, and it took a little bit for either one of us to figure out, was it still chasing us? Was it safe to get out and unlocked the gate or anything? And we finally, we both jumped out with our rifles up, and one of us unlocked the gate, and then we piled back in the truck, and we went to tear it off out of there. I wanted to ask you, the, now you had another encounter where you had been charged, and by three individuals, and it was kind of a standoff with your shotguns.

Right. That's E.P. Road, yeah. Yeah, E.P. Road. We had been over there researching around in northeast Mississippi, and Bear had come over and spent the weekend with me, and we had, like I said, we'd been out researching and, you know, checking out different places. Well, on his way home on a Sunday evening, he pulled in. into a particular overlook on the Natchez Trace Parkway,

and he was caught short and had to relieve himself. This little overlook area was sort of, you know, you could pull back and you could get out of side of the highway there. You could pull off. The little picnic area was far enough off the trace that you couldn't see it, and you could step out there and relieve yourself. It was still daylight. I was one of the reason why he's trying to find someplace a little bit more privacy.

He was relieving himself. and heard something off in the distance. And just to, when he got done, he let out a call. And instantly got an answer. And then in just a few seconds, another, it answered him again, and it was closer. It was obviously coming to him. Anyway, this particular booger came all the way up there to the picnic area. in the daylight raising cane as it did it eventually just stopped and was just sort of milling around

out there and it was grumbling and carrying on some racket if I remember correctly now I may be a little bit wrong about those details but bear had to get on down the road so he didn't mess with it very much he got back in his truck and and headed back home and but he called me and told me about it A day or two later, I decided to go down there after work, and while it was still daylight and see if I could get any results. So I went down there. I pulled into the place, and it was calm, and everything was fine. And I made a mistake when I pulled in there.

I always, always. My dad taught me this from the time I was a kid. When you pull your truck off into an area, you always turn it around and get it pointed on the way out. Always. Well, for some reason, when I pulled into this pit ground for the first, for probably one of the few times in my entire life, I didn't turn the truck around and have it pointed out for some reason. And I got out and everything was calm and all, and I stood around, you know, listening for a few minutes and I heard nothing. Well, I let out a call.

Instantly, I got an answer from exactly the same direction that Bear said he had gotten an answer from. And then in a few seconds, I heard it again. It was obviously coming closer. and it was coming at a high rate of speed. And it came up, and I could hear it coming, and I thought, well, I'll be able to see it cross the parkway because it was coming from the other side of the parkway. I heard it as it was approaching the parkway,

and I was looking right where I thought it should cross. And the next time I heard it, it was on my side of the, my side of the parkway. And it was down the hill below the first picnic tables. I thought, hell had that thing get over there. You know, and it was, obviously, it was pissed. And then it hollered again, and it was right straight down the hill below me. When I turned around and looked down there, down at the bottom of the hill, I see a gravel road.

I said, well, dang, I didn't see that before. And the son of a gun here it came up the hill, crashing through the brush, raising cane, and it was seriously angry. I said, and I was by myself, didn't even have bow with me, didn't have a gun of any kind with me. I said, I need to get my butt out of here. Got in the truck, and oh, crap, I had to turn that damn big F-250 around. I had an F-250 Superduty diesel with a crew cab, you know, and it takes 40 acres to turn them around in. I started jukeing back and forth trying to turn the damn truck around, and I had to back the damn truck around, and I had to back the damn truck towards the

Lugar. By this time, it had gotten to the top. It was at the top of the hill. It came busting out of the woods, and it had a big stick in its hand, about five foot long, and about as big around as my arm. And about the time I got the thing, my truck turned enough that I could head out. It's sidearm. I saw it in the mirror. It reared back and it slung that stick at me, sidearm. And as it came, you know, and it slammed into the passenger side of the bed of the truck. I mean, you know, made a big racket. I had had the truck not even two weeks, and I go tearing out of there. I get home, and there's a big-ass dent on the side of the truck. And that costs me $700 with dent doctors in Tupelo, Mississippi, to get the dent sucked out. I wasn't about to turn that in on my insurance. we go back down there a time or two, and again, every time we went down there, we would have activity,

and the alpha would show up. But we got to notice in this dirt road, how do we get onto this dirt road so we can drive back in here even further? And so one of our research buddies is a guy named Sammy Armstrong, and he was a retired trucker, and he was a Vietnam veteran, a very steady nerd, really, really, really good guy to have. with you out in the in the in the rough sammy took it upon himself to start trying to find how to get into this gravel road that we could see down the hill below this this picnic area and he finally figured it out and i may my god it's like we had to drive to Minnesota to get on to the right road to get in get into this dirt road that went into mississippi you know there's through this

patch of woods in mississippi and we had to go way around this way and i kept asking are you Are you sure you know what you're doing? Are you sure? And yeah, yeah, just trust me. Just trust me. Based on our experience there, we both were packing pistols, and we both had our riot guns with us, our 12-gauge, you know, pump-shot guns.

So we're going down the hill in this narrow little road. We had our windows down, and all of a sudden, this damn thing screamed right in my door, in my window. And it was so loud, it made my ears ring. That's how loud it was. I mean, it just shook us. Scared the crap out of both of us. Well, I speeded up a little bit, and we went down the hill, and the road came out into a field.

I was wanting to try to go further across the field away from that cutover area to have a little bit of maneuvering room. But as soon as the road came out into the field, the little bit of gravel that had been on it disappeared, and I felt the truck starting to sink down into the ground. and that's an 8,000 pound truck and, you know, when you stick an 8,000 pound truck, all you've got then is just a monument. You know, you're not getting that dude out of there. So I immediately, while I still had a little bit of solid ground underneath me,

I started turning the truck around. As we were turning the truck around, over the noise of that diesel engine, we could hear the boogers up the hill screaming and yelling. And then the really bad part about it, we realized there was more than one of them, raising holy hell. And we got the truck turned around,

We thought that we heard that we could hear them crashing down through the cutover towards us. And we got out of the truck. We walked around to the front of the truck, and we could definitely hear them. They were tearing through the brush headed our way. We just backed up against the brush guard, and about that time, they burst out of the cutover into the open. And they ran about it. There were three of them, and they were. He ran about 8 to 10 feet out into the field when they saw us, and they slammed on the brakes,

and we're sitting there with our shotguns on our shoulder, fingers on the trigger, safety off. And I'm telling you, both of us were shaking in our boots. And I was so scared. I wanted to try to back away and back around and get in the truck. I was scared to. I thought I was, we were sitting there eyeballed eyeball guys, and I felt like if we moved,

if we did anything to back off that they would attack us, I thought there's a chance that Sam and I might be able to knock down one of them and if we're lucky too, but there was no way that we were going to stop all three, that they had us if they wanted us. They stood there and just,

you can see they'd draw up a huge break and they were just roaring their heads off at us. One of them, I figured, was the alpha. It was a little bit bigger, and it was probably eight, eight and a half feet tall. And it was of the type that, like the Neanderthal-looking type. But it was still monstrous, huge big barrel chest on it. And when it would start to scream, its arms and his muscles would tense up. and you could see all the muscular tour in them.

And the other two were just slightly smaller. They were maybe seven and a half feet tall, something like that, maybe close to eight. The big one, I would guess that the big one probably weighed 650 to 750, maybe even 800 pounds, and the other ones maybe 100 pounds less than that, something like that, probably still 600 and 600. I don't know. They were monstrous.

And you could see, I mean, you could even see the muscles in their thighs rippling and stuff. And as they would scream at us, they would, it was almost like they were sort of like leaning over and they were just, they were giving it everything they had. We just stood there and they just sort of screamed themselves out over a period of, I mean, it seemed like, you know, quite a long time, but it probably only lasted 30, 45 seconds. I can't tell you how many times they screamed it. It's probably a total of at least nine, at least three or four times each, maybe more than that. And the volume was incredible. It was shaking our clothes. It was shaking our chests.

It was literally, my eardrums have been ruptured a couple of times. And when I hear loud noises, my ears, I get this crackling, really loud noise to make this crackling noise in my ears now. and it was doing that to me. And like I was almost in a rock concert, it was so loud. It's almost like they decided that they weren't going to run us off, and they stopped, and they're sitting there, and they're sort of like, you know, taking these almost like panting, you know, because they've been putting out so much effort.

Sam and I were panting because we were scared after death. And then the alpha, he just sort of looked at us, and he turned to his left and just walked back into the brush, and the other two turned and followed behind him. The thing about it is, we heard them walk up in their ways, but then they stopped. We heard some grumbling and stuff, you know, and just sort of some grumping,

and, you know, if you've ever heard one grumbling, they sound sort of like the Tasmanian devil, sort of a, you know, we heard some of that. So we knew they were there, and we knew that if, If we did very much, they were going to be pissed off and be right out there on us again. But that was our opening. We jumped in that truck, and I put it in four-wheel drive because I wanted every bit of traction I can get headed back up that hill.

And I put it to the floor, and I came flying up that hill so fast. When I got to the top, I was going so damn fast. I almost jumped the road that we had come in there on, you know, that we'd follow. I had to slam on the brakes to keep from nose-diving into the ditch on the other side of the road. And I got around the corner and, I mean, we went hauling ass out of there. That kind of behavior is a very classic. Everyone here at Bigfoot Hot Spot Hot Spot Radio would like to thank audible.com. Audible.com is the internet leading provider of audiobooks with over 150,000 different titles to choose from.

To download a free audiobook of your choice, go to audible trial.com forward slash bigbutt hotspot hotspot. Now, Tim, I know we're just about out of time. I know we barely scratched the surface on your stories. I wanted you to, there was an encounter that you investigated back in, I believe it was Colorado, where there was a kind of like a hunting guide that took a person out. Would you mind telling that story? Okay, I still think this story is highly doubtful. The reason being is because I never was able to find any corroborating evidence.

Now, one of my work buddies that investigated Bigfoot with me a lot when I was working out in New Mexico and other places out west, he believed it. And he died a few years ago of cancer. And he went to his grave believing that it was a 100% true story because he had a law enforcement officer. before he went to work for the for the missile command. And he had been in law enforcement for quite a number of years in Texas and Florida. And he went to his grave believing that this was a true story. Myself, I still have very, very strong doubts about it. But I'll tell you, I'll tell it to you.

This other guy, other friend of ours, he had been out there and done a TDITY tour ahead of us, He said, man, y'all need to think about since you're going to be out here this fall. You need to think about going elk hunting, Colorado. And he told us where to hunt and everything. He told us about this guy that he knew that was a guide. And I'm going to have to say, you've got to use that term very, very loosely. He's not what I, not now, now at this stage of my life, I wouldn't consider the guy, a guide. I would consider him just a good old boy that knew a few good places to hunt.

he wasn't much of a guy. He said, you ought to, you know, hook up with this guy, and he said, and my friend that was family was from my third, he knew of me and my buddy's interest in Bigfoot, and that he had had some encounters himself in Alabama, where he lived. And he said, you need to talk to this guy, this guide when you go to meet him and ask you about what happened with him a few years ago. I said, okay. Mind you, at this time, I'm like 32 years old,

and I'm 58 now, so that's quite a few years ago. If we made contact with a guy, I call him up. We decided to meet. Anyway, so I drove up there one weekend, and I met him. We talked about hunting and everything and where we could go, and that we were interested in doing a combination of elk and mule deer hunt, and yada, yada. And then I said, I said, Larry tells me that you've had a, that you've had a Bigfoot encounter.

And he looked at me and he just climbed up. And he instantly went on, I could tell by the look in his eyes, sort of the defensive mode. And I said, you can, I said, you can talk to me. I said, you know, I've been investigating this thing for quite a number of years. He says, well, you know, and, you know, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll, I've tell you some about it. And then he started telling me the story and what it boiled down to was supposedly he and he was guiding a hunter for mule deer. From the age of the guy at that time to apparently this had taken place three or four years before. So the kid couldn't have been over

21, 22 years old at the boost when this supposedly happened. He said that they had come out onto a cutover area or an area that had been logged off and then replanted. And he said they had parked the distance away and they had walked out this logging road and they had just sneaked out to the corner and they were sitting there looking around with the binoculars. And they spot a mule deer or they spot some mule deer. Start trying to maneuver a little bit to get into a little bit better position to shoot. And he said, they spot some movement in the brush, in the, in the, the vegetation down the hill below these mule deer, they look.

And they say there's a dead gum, you know, satchwatch there. The damn hunter instantly jacked around in the chamber and threw his rifle up like he was going to shoot. And the guy said, you know, no, no, no, you know, don't shoot, don't shoot. And he said he reached up there and was going to try to knock the guy's rifle down. But before he could do it, the guy fired a shot. and hit it. Up the hill in the vegetation above where the mule deer was, a bigger one popped up out of the vegetation.

And he said that son of a gun let out a big screaming instantly came tearing through their, you know, running at them. The guy, the guy's yelling at the guy, you know, run, run, run. The guy stands there and he starts trying to jacking him up around it and start shooting at the thing. Well, he short-strokeed rifle, which means that he didn't draw the bolt back far enough to the round that he had just fired before he started jamming the boat forward again, and he jammed the rifle up. He short-stroked it and jammed the rifle. It was a bolt-action rifle.

And the guy is, and the guy takes off running. As he's running, he threw his rifle, and he said that he could hear the thing coming. running, charging this guy, and the guy is standing there struggling with a rifle. He said, as he's running, he looks back about the time that the bugger gets to the guy. He said, the son was going to run in. He said, the first thing he did, the first contact the head, he said, the guy, he said, the bugger just reached out, grabbed the guy by the head, and snatched his head completely off and slung it. And he said, then he grabbed his arm, and he said he started just pulling the guy to pieces.

and the guy just never, you know, never broke stride, ran to his truck, jumped to the truck, and hauled ass. And he figures there's nothing he can do, you know, there's nothing he can do for the guy that's dead. Because he said, he told me he saw the bugger snatch the guy's head off. And he said, he said it wasn't that he got a hold of it and pulled and it yielded and pull off. He said it, he snatched it off like it was just sitting there, like it was hardly even attached. Like, you know, as easy as you and I would pull a grape off of a, out of a, out of a, bundle of grapes. He said, he just snatched the guy's head right off and

slung it and it went flying. Anyway, he goes tearing out of there. I don't know if he went to the sheriff's department. I can't remember if he told me he called him or whatever. They, the sheriff and the coroner and I think a couple of deputies, he took a, he ended up

taking them back up there. Supposedly, they rummaged around, they found the guy's body parts, gathered him all up and took him out there, and he told me that he wrote it up, that they wrote it up as a bear attack. I went to the local newspaper office, and you got to remember, this was in the early 1980s, and it was before they, well, mid-1980s.

This is before they had, you know, computerized archive records and stuff. So all they had was microfish records and just big bundles of papers. and I figured that, well, it had to been in hunting season, so it had to be the end of September and up into October, and I figured that, you know, and it was, you know, three or four years ago. So I sat there in that newspaper office, and I went through archives, and I could not find any unusual deaths in the papers over a couple of year period there.

And the latter half of September or any time in October. I went down the street to the sheriff's office, and I went in there, and I asked him if he, there's a couple of deputies sitting in there, and I asked them if they had heard any story, if they remembered any story of a guy mule deer hunting that was killed by a bear or killed by something up there, you know, in this particular area, you know, three or four years earlier. One of them said, no, don't remember anything like that. The other one sort of, you know, he got a little bit of an attitude, but basically I didn't get any information out of them. And I tell my Bigfoot and Buddy about me, the story and everything, because he knew that Larry had told me to ask him about it. Well, we go El Cunton with the guy.

And anyway, my Bigfoot and buddy, who I'll call Carl, he decided that he was going to grill this guy. So he got the guy to tell the story to him again. And like I said, my buddy had been in law enforcement for quite a number of years before he worked for the missile command. And so he had a good nose for a BS story. And he believed him. He believed it. Like I said, my buddy went to his grave believing that it was a true story.

I had written it off and forgot about it. When old newspaper archives first started being available online, Bear found some articles and some accounts of a couple different accounts of like a slave hunter, hunting runaway slaves down in the Okie Funoki Swamp of northern Florida. And they came up on a big foot. And this is back in the Black Powder Day. you know, percussion, percussion gun days. And they started shooting at this big foot,

or they called it a wild man or something like that. And it attacked them. And before they could kill it, it ran up on these three or four guys and snatched their heads off. And the manner that the Bigfoot in that story beheaded those guys, it instantly made me remember this cat's, that guy. story that he had told me, that the booger in the story down in Florida had snatched those guys' heads off in exactly the same manner, exactly.

And then Bear found some other stories where old stories where people had been killed, and that's what the bugger did. When it charged in on them, the first contact with the human that they made was it just reached and just grabbed their head and just yanked it right off, snatched it right off the body. and after that, like I said, every time I found it, it made me think of that guide story. And so I will have to say, I still think it's improbable and needs a lot more, you know, corruption and investigation. At the time, none of that was available.

You couldn't find any of that online. There was no online. And out there in a bill of nowhere where he lived, there was, I don't think there's any way possible that he could have come across these old newspaper accounts from down in South Georgia in North Florida. They've been buried in archives for hundreds of years. I don't think there's any way that this guy could have come up with that. But you know in all my years of doing this, that's usually a ring of truth that things parallel

other stories from around different locations. It's not as low down in my probability. It's pretty hard to ignore it in. Right, exactly. But like I said, I'm not putting it forth is something that really happened at all. I'm just telling you a story that I heard. that then I have come across, that since then, we've come across some corroborating accounts. We've got to have you back, because I know we hardly touched any of your stories.

Yeah, absolutely. Right. A lot of people have been begging us to have you on, and I'm excited to have you on. I think you did a great job. I wish that we had a point. Yeah, we'd love to have you back. I ask fair if you'd come back, too, because I know we had to cut him short. Appreciate you coming on.

We sure appreciate you sharing your stories, and we would love to have you back to share more, because I know we've hardly scratched the surface on it. All righty. Well, I'll be glad to come back. And thank you guys for the opportunity. Oh, thank you. The pleasure is ours. Yeah, we sure appreciate it.

And we will definitely be in touch with you. One of these days I want to have to write a book and get all this stuff written down. There you go. Yep, absolutely. And then we will update everyone on Sunday with our drawing contest. A few other news stories that I wanted to get to, too, as well. so we'll do that on Sunday. Other than that, have a good night, everyone.

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