A Stevens County Man Shares 50 Years of Sasquatch Encounters in Washington

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In this show, we go beyond the campfire stories to bring you firsthand encounters from people who say they've seen something impossible, from backwoods trails and remote mountain haulers to quiet farms and crowded highways. The stories come from everywhere, and each one leaves us with more questions than answers. These are the voices of the people who've lived it, so settle in because today you'll hear another account that just might change the way you see the woods forever, so stay with us. All right, Bigfoot Society, you've got the privilege of talking to Hillbilly today. This gentleman is from Stevens County, Washington. Also from around the Hunter's Pass area is another thing that he said I could point out, but Hillbilly's on the show to share some really interesting things that he has experienced in this area over the years. There's going to be a lot in this one, so Hillbilly sir, how are you doing today? I'm doing pretty good, Jeremiah. How are you all doing? Oh, doing great. We're just hanging out here in Iowa and it's a pretty good day so far, but man, Stevens County has a lot going on in it, sir. Oh, yeah. Yeah. You're a lifelong hunter, fisherman, outdoorsman, and you've been in these woods for such a long time out here in Stevens County. I want to say almost 40 years is what you told me, right? Yes, sir. My wife and I bought this dirt with nothing on it 36 years ago. Oh, my goodness. Well, Hillbilly, I know you've got some things to share. You've got it all squared away on your side. Feel free to take us back to when you first started realizing there was something going on out there, I guess. Okay. Well, that'll actually, that's going to be before we bought this dirt. Just to give you a little info here, my dad passed away with massive heart attack when I was seven. He was a master mechanic and that was down in the Tri-Cities and my mom had ended up moving us as well. We went to Oregon for almost a year down in Boutskirts of Medford and she wanted a little farm, so we come up to Spokane and she bought this old rundown mini farm out in Greenacres, it was called, believe it or not. That was in winter of 69. Let's just fast forward to 1971. Mom loved alchilberries and my grandpa had come to live with this because six months after my dad passed away, my grandma passed away. Grandpa came up and my mom had heard about this place where there was thumbnail-sized alchilberries and lots of them. And so she got the directions and we come up out of, well, close to Hunter's Pass, let's say, and back in the end days, it was just a goat trail. I mean, we had to put our truck and camper in the compound first gear to crawl up to what they called the Four Corners area. And we turned right. That was, well, the Four Corners, probably nine miles from the highway. And we'd come up on about a quarter mile to the right up on the ridge and lo and behold, we found alchilberries, kind of sparse, but they were big and so anyway, Mom parked the truck and camper on the north side of that old forest service road right next to a big old mound of shale. In fact, the whole area was a lot of shale up there and this is a pretty steep embankment and she parked about eight foot away from it, I guess, backed up there. And we picked up the berries that day and got quite a few and we all went to bed probably around 9.30, 10 o'clock at night. And my mom, she slept in the overhead of the camper. My grandpa slept in the bed that was up against what you'd call back of the cab and then I slept on the floor on the cot. And if I remember correctly, it was about one o'clock in the morning, a big old bang hit the side of the camper and it rocked that old chivalry. I mean, it rocked it good. And grandpa, he was first one up and he always wore long johns. I mean, we're talking 12 months of the year because he had poor circulation and was always cold. And this is in July and he grabbed his 44 and it was laying on the counter in a flashlight and stepped over me and opened the door. By that time I was getting up, he swung that door open, shined the flashlight around, couldn't see nothing, couldn't hear nothing and go what was going on. And so we actually stepped down the little steps going out the back of the camper and we're looking around and there ain't nothing there. And it's just, I mean, it's quiet as the church mouse out there. And we're looking and looking and grandpa, he shines his light on the side of the camper and here's this big old dent up at the very top of it, about 12, 13 inch diameter, just a big old dent and went in about an inch and it was at the very top and the next day we'd measured it and it's nine foot from the ground up to that. Well, next morning that one was looking around, he noticed there were two, what looks like skid marks coming down that shale hill next to the camper and he goes, there ain't no air like that around here, you know, and just couldn't, you know, couldn't believe that something could get at that high up and we wasn't parked under no trees, we're a branch or something to get it. You know, just left his kind of dumb question, didn't he? I remember him shucking and saying something about some Missouri wild man or something he said, we never thought much about it. And anyway, we ended up finishing up, it took us two days to get all the berries, met the mom on the can up and make preserves and telly's and can's out up and we'll fast forward about three months. It was the night before and then day of deer season and once again, me, grandpa, grandpa and mom went up to a place close to Waite Slate, which has the cold flies, it came very far from where we was picking up the berries up there at Fort Warners. And I remember we'd go down in this little place and they called it Little Sweden, but all it was was forests and big open meadows and stuff like that. And I don't think there was another anybody camped within, oh shoot, probably a half mile of us, at least a half mile. And I remember we got up there about sundown that night because that was I think we were the thirties night and was getting camp set up in that broken day and it must have been somewhere around 10 o'clock at night being grandpa was outside the camper, mom was inside getting stuff arranged and all of a sudden we heard this scream that I'll tell you, brother, it was the loudest, most piercing blood curdling scream you could ever imagine, very high pitched. And my mom poked her head out the camper door and looked at my grandpa and said, daddy was at a game panther and about that time it did it again. And I'll tell you, Jeremiah, that screams lasted somewhere in the neighborhood, a 15 second long, each one of those screams. Now we never heard nothing after that. But I remember my grandpa saying that ain't no cap. They ain't got that much wind. And like I said, it was, it had to have gone on for at least 12 to 15 seconds each one of those high pitched. You could almost describe it as a woman with a real high pitched voice, a reamon at the top of her lungs, but carrying on and on. We never ran out of air type things. We never saw anything, never heard anything again after that. But that was the two encounters back in 71. They both was in 71 and about three months apart because we were sticking to the octabarials in July, I think, or both. And then the season, I think, started in October or so. Yeah, it was only about three months apart there. Now we're going to have to fast forward to up to 1990. And in 1990, my wife and I decided we wanted to buy a piece of ground up in Stevens County and have kids raise them up here, which we did. And anyways, in 1990, I found an ad for 40 acres more or less, said Stevens County. And my mom was still alive then, and she wanted to go with us to look at it. And so we got the directions, told the reamaker we had met him on the Hunter's Highway. That's what we called it, actually called the Springdale to Hunter's Road. And we had met him there and then all of him up to the property was. And we got almost all the way here. My mom's looking around and she goes, you know, son, this looks awful familiar. And I went, yeah, you think so? I said, we used to come up this road back then. It was a goat trail. I said, we used to come up this dirt road and walk to the top of the ridge up there and pick up the berries. She goes, that's right. She said, that's that time that something slammed us again at the top of the camper. And I go, yes, sir, that's the one. But we ended up looking at the property and I looked over at my wife and I said, I don't know about you, but I like it. And she said, let's just buy it. So we actually bought the property that day and decided that we would just buy a manufactured home from property, have a well drilled and there was a power line already here for me decades before. So I didn't have to pay to have the power brought in, but we had to do a set, picking everything. We actually was able to move in to a home in August, we decided we'd live in the camper for a couple of weeks until I got the manufactured home set brought in and brought in and set and we'll fast forward a couple of months and probably mid-September, I think it was. I told my wife, I said, hey, I said, I'm going to walk across that field and meadow over to the creek, because there's a creek on the 150 foot away from the literally front door of a house and so I grabbed my 12 gauge and walked across the field and there's a beaver dam that was somewhere in the neighborhood of 30 foot long, a big one. And I went, shoot, I'm going to get over in that thicket and scoop me up some grass and I made it about halfway across that beaver dam and my dang foot slipped or one of those beaver logs kind of rolled a little bit and almost dropped my shotgun and I've cleared it out. I clapped. Within about a second and a half or two seconds, I got the most ungodly roar, scream, hoar, whatever y'all want to call it, of my life. It put instant fear, terror, scaredness, whatever y'all want to call it, into me. And I don't know how I done it, but I somehow stung around and literally ran off the top of that beaver dam and I ran across that field and when I got up in the front yard area, I'm looking, I'm going to see, Lord, I'm carrying a loaded 12 gauge shotgun and running from this thing and I burst in the front door into the kitchen and laid my shotgun on the table and I'm just, I'm out of breath, I'm shaking like a leaf and my wife looks at me and shows what's going on. She said, you look white as a ghost, boy. And I said, give me a cup of coffee and she poured me a cup of coffee and I lit a cigarette and still shaking. I couldn't even pick the coffee up, I've taken some bad and then I told her what had happened and I said, honey, I says, I've never in my life heard anything like this. In fact, as we're talking, Jeremiah, I am just getting super confused all over and it's still scared me today. But the only way I can describe it, it almost sounded like an elephant's trunk frost with a lion's roar that just goes on and on and on. I mean, it actually, I can remember, it vibrated my chest. This episode is brought to you by Spreaker, the platform responsible for a rapidly spreading condition known as podcast brain. Symptoms include buying microphones you don't need, explaining RSS feeds to confused relatives and saying things like, sorry, I can't talk right now, I'm editing audio. If this sounds familiar, you're probably already a podcaster. The good news is Spreaker makes the whole process simple. You record your show, upload it once and Spreaker distributes it everywhere people listen. Apple podcasts, Spotify and about a dozen apps your cousin swears are the next big thing. Even better, Spreaker helps you monetize your show with ads, meaning your podcast might someday pay for, well, more microphones. Start your show today at Spreaker.com. Spreaker, because if you're going to talk to yourself for an hour, you might as well publish it. It was so loud. And after I settled down and thought about it, I told my wife, I said, I said, that was nothing I've ever, ever heard before. I said, I don't know what it was. All I know is it put the most fear and terror through me instantly. And it took a few days for me to even think about walking back down under. And I ended up, I had a 300 weather and I told my wife, I said, I'm going to get my rifle. I said, I'm going to walk back down there. And I said, I ain't going in there because there's a big picket there. But I said, I'm going to poke my head around looking and see if I maybe can startle something again. And I started making noise before I got to that beaver dam because I figured whatever it was, if it's still in there, I'm going to get to shout out to make it. And I actually ended up, I couldn't get nothing to respond. I actually made my way across that beaver dam. And I got into this thicket and I mean a real thick thicket, well, I'd say that passed of Asipus and that. And in the middle of this area, I walked in probably about 30, maybe 40 feet. I seen this area and all the grass was laid down just, I mean, mashed right down to the dirt. And I thought, oh, deer beds, but there wasn't no deer scattered, nothing there. There was nothing at all just flattened grass. Now to give you a little rundown on the dirt we got out here, this place sits on an 85 foot thick clay bed. And in the springtime, when everything's melted and ground's all soggy, you can take your foot and stomp down hard on the ground and you can see it jiggling like pudding six foot away from you. But let it set for a couple of months in the summer and grab a pickaxe. And with the pointed in, swing it as hard as you can. You're only going to penetrate that ground about two inches with a pickaxe swung at full force. That's how hard this ground gets. So yeah, there was no tracks to speak of with anything. But that was that little experience. And we have to go on a couple of years because I was a mechanic my whole life. And I worked in out of, in another town, let's say, ran a shop there. Let's see, that was 1990. Okay, well, we'll, we'll skip forward a couple of years. The one my boys were born, they were born in the, in the middle 90s. And when they got a little older and that I bought dirt bikes one, I mean, real young age too, but I thought a matter I had done dirt bikes shoot, I think my one son, he was three and a half. When I put him on a home to 15, and he's done good. But we would go past the property and head up on the mountains a little farther and there's a spot up there that we call the moose ponds. And that's because right next to the let's see what would that be at me on the west side of the fire road, whatever the forest road, there's two big old huge ponds. And you'd always see moose there. So we just kind of nicknamed it the moose ponds. And there was a spur road that took off there that ran on the west side of the moose ponds, up and around into a big loop and then come back out to the same road spur road that you went in on. And I'm going to say that little circular road probably covered oh somewhere around 120 acres, I'm just guessing. And so me and the boys, we turned on that spur road on our motorcycles and started riding up. And it was in late spring, so there were still mud puddles, but the main ground was very good and dry. And we come up to this big old huge mud puddle and I saw what I could not always be in the lead and then they'd follow on their little Hondas. And we come up to this big mud puddle on the right hand side of it. I seen a dang flip front. So I stopped, put the kickstand down on the bike, so the boy and we walked up there because I thought it was a bear when I first rode up on it. I thought it was a bear track and then it got its rear paw into the flank paw the way they do, you know, and it kind of makes them move along. But when I walked up to it and looked down at it, I'm going, I ain't no bear, there's no claw marks on the end of them toes and then with big toes and they're splayed out. And I told the boys, I said, would you look at that? And there was nothing on the right side because it was hard pan splay. But there was just that one footprint there. So I went off and I got a stick and I broke it the length of it. And then I laid the stick sideways across what I think they call it the ball of the foot or right behind the toes there. And I skinned the bark on the stick for the width of it. And we seen a ridge right in front of what the, I guess you'd call the heel about two inches in front of that. There was a dirt ridge that went across kind of, did not exactly straight across. It was, you know, kind of had a dog leg in it. And couldn't figure that out until later when we was watching shows and Jeff Meldrum had mentioned that mid partial right point in the foot. Well, anyways, we finished our ride and we got back home. I took a tape measure and sat down and tracked with 17 and a half inches long and seven and a half inches wide at the ball. And I started kicking it up, destroying it. My oldest son, year older than my youngest, he said, why are you doing that dad? He said, casking up. I said, no. I said, and don't you guys be breathing a word and none of this to your friends? I said, I don't need people up here shooting at anything that moves in the brush. Brushed. I said, there's a bunch of idiots and do just that. I said, let's just keep this to ourselves. I said, half the people ain't gonna believe us anyways, you know. And, but that was the first time I'd ever seen a track up here. Now we're going to fast forward and by this time, boys are 12 years old. They got their hunting license. I got them some brand new rifles. I think the fun boy at 12 years old was carrying a 444 Marlin. The other one was carrying a 308. But we decided that we was going to go across Star Creek and up on the hillside. And we had seen some big bucks come through there in late evening and early morning's net in the past few weeks. And there was an old road over there that a speller had put in. Oh shoot, probably back in the 70s net when he did a little selective logging and that. So we'd went ahead and crossed over, got up there and was walking down that road. Now for my house was this area, I mean with it was a straight west of my front door of my house down yonder. And, but up, oh I don't know, 150 yards maybe. And we're being really quiet walking down this road. It's all overgrown pretty good. And from riding our motorcycle through there, we knew this one area was up. It looked like it might have been probably 40, probably a 30 acre area that had been clear cut out years and years and years ago. And there were a few, you know, small, tall pines and the spurs and camera act growing, just a little thing. So, and we had got up and I said, now be really, really quiet when we get up here. And I was trying to decide for where I was going to put the boys and I'd probably walk up and flush out a deer for them. And, but I remember we walked up on that old road and we had no more got to the corner there and we're just standing there real quiet and looking at this hillside, this pretty steep hillside. And like I said, it was around a 30 acre area. And then it was bordered on the south side by a huge, huge thicket that went clear up to the top of it, which, I mean, it was thick. You couldn't see anything through it. And we had only been there maybe two minutes. All of a sudden, we heard the biggest crop we'd ever heard. Now, Jeremiah, for me to describe this, it's going to sound far fetched, but I can only describe it, it sounded like somebody took a five or six inch diameter log and smacked it as hard as they were. We're talking, it has to take a machine to do it and smacked it against about a three foot diameter tree. That's what it sounded like. I mean, it was, ain't no man going to do it. Well, the endoboys had already been watching shows and that on Bigfoot. They knew that at that time, I believed it existed. The first time I seen it, I think I was eight years old. It was on the four-old or an eight-year-old. It was right after my box passed away. And they had a little flash of the Patterson-Ginland film on the news. And I remember seeing that fatty, they call it now, walking. And I just knew that there had to be something in the woods. But anyway, it stared so bad that we hightailed it out there. We came back home and I remember, I think it was my youngest boy, got his baseball bat. No wooden one out. And he walked down, he's beaten on trees out here trying to see how loud it was. And it just shoot. It didn't even come close to the loud crack that that was. So we'll fast forward a couple days. And the boys didn't want to go back up there. But I told myself, look, I says, we all got guns. You stick right with me. I said, let's just sneak back up there. And I said, let's see if we can see tracks or something or hear something. Because I said, I got a funny hunch. I know what that is. And it was two or three days. I can't remember which. Later, we ended up walking back up there and tamed it all. Same thing happened. It was within, except it was quicker this time because we actually had made a little employees coming up to it. We know more than got to that corner of where we were standing a couple days before. And here come that big old loud just one, not multiple, just one big old loud. And I said, yep, I'm good. Let's go. And of course, the boys that already turned around was heading back down the road. And we're going home, dad. You stay here if you want to. We're going home. But so that takes care of that. Now, like I said, I've got piles and piles of different encounters and that we had come across. But we're going to fast forward a few years. By this time, the boys are already grown up. I'm guessing, oh shoot, I'm guessing it was somewhere around 2017, 2018, maybe. My youngest son and I was out on our, by that time, we built a new house across the road and up on a hill. And still on the same property that we've always been. This episode is brought to you by Spreaker, the platform responsible for a rapidly spreading condition known as podcast brain. Symptoms include buying microphones you don't need, explaining RSS feeds to confused relatives, and saying things like, sorry, I can't talk right now. I'm editing audio. If this sounds familiar, you're probably already a podcaster. The good news is Spreaker makes the whole process simple. You record your show, upload it once, and Spreaker distributes it everywhere people listen. Apple podcasts, Spotify, and about a dozen apps your cousin swears are the next big thing. Even better, Spreaker helps you monetize your show with ads, meaning your podcast might someday pay for, well, more microphones. Start your show today at Spreaker.com. Spreaker, because if you're going to talk to yourself for an hour, you might as well publish it. But it was about 11 o'clock at night, and we was talking about engines and stuff, race cars and stuff that I built over the years. And we're at the end of our deck. It'd be the West end of it. Now, I got a big old huge shop that's about 450 foot down the hill towards the road. And it's kind of a meadow-y feel behind it. And then you come to this little seven-acre area that is just solid trees. And it's got a seasonal critical close to it and that. But we're out there laughing, talking, having a cigarette there on the front porch there at the end of it. And we're hearing something coming out of that thicket behind my shop. And I go, listen to that, son. And it sounds like a troop of monkeys playing. I mean, it sounded like monkey talk. Now, I'm not talking for real, I'm talking, it sounds like monkeys in there. And I go, I know dang well, we ain't got monkeys in these these air woods. And I went, I'm gonna try something. And I went, and everything went quiet. And then we heard two whoops back along with a blunt. Son looked at me and he said, hey, you know what, dad, let's go in the house. He said, I don't need to hear no more. And we did. We, it spoke to us pretty good. And we come back in the house. But it was kind of funny throughout the, the years, even up to date, my son's just, like I said, we built, dragged cars and dragged boats and stuff. And we'd be working in the shop late. I mean, late at night, you know, 11, 12 o'clock, when I'll finish and something up. And they'd have a stereo blasting, fizzing summertime, the doors would be open, big old sliding doors. We would hear rocks bounce off the wood to that shop. And, and like I said, we, the area around here is, it's clay. The only rocks that you will find out here was what I've paid to have brought in over the years. But in the seasonal creek, you can see rocks, you know, from the warshouts and that over the years. But we would hear them rocks bouncing off the roof. And this is a big old tin building, you know, at 3000 square foot, I think, so it's pretty loud inside. We'd grab the flashlights and go out and we would find small, I'd say two inch diameter rocks where they had bounced off the roof and then, you know, roll down and landed next to the shop. We kind of knew what it was. But I mean, it spoke to us because I thought, you know, she was what's next, you know, and, but that had happened, you know, quite, quite honestly, dangers every year. Well, as time went on, the one thing I did notice around here was the fact that we didn't have activity 12 months of the year, nothing in the wintertime that we ever recollected. Nothing, I mean, nothing, it was like mid to late summer. And the fall was when we would see eye shine. We'd hear howls off in the distance and a couple of whoops. And, but it was never in the wintertime, never did get any activity in the wintertime. And we don't live too off the farm from the Spokane Indian Reds page. And I was talking, I know a lot of people there, I used to do a lot of work for them that on engines and stuff. And I was talking to a couple of old elders and the old one of their rangers. And they said, well, you know, they said, they used to follow the tribe, you know, a couple hundred years ago, because it was kind of like nomadic. They would, they called it the food trail. And they said it would usually start around the Spokane River area. And then the tribe would go down to like for the consulance of the Colombians, Spokane River is, and then they'd follow the Columbia River up to like the Kettle Falls area. And then, whatever time of the year it was, they'd come back down to a corridor. And that, and that was the way the Indians done it back then. They was, you know, followed the food trail. And if you know anything about the Kettle Falls and the Highway 25 River Road along there, even though we're up in the Huckleberry Mountains, there's orchards up there, there's vineyards. And you know yourself to have a growth season like that, you're in the banana belt. So it makes sense that your food is going to be more plentiful up that way towards the winter months. And that, and I'm thinking because of the fish in the river and the creeks and the vegetation in that, yeah, it makes sense to what they was telling me about the way that the Spokane tribe used to travel for their food sources and that because this all used to be their land in the first place, you know, before the Europeans come in and stole it away from them. And, oh golly, there's just so many stories here, Jeremiah, that I know I'm missing a lot, but we're gonna fast forward again. I think it was the year of COVID, which I remember in the 2019. My wife and I had a live aboard big cruiser that we kept down at Two Rivers Marina. They're at the confluence of the Spokane and Columbia Rivers. And we literally lived on it about 65% of the time. And I remember one day she had a lot of stuff she had to do and stole can. And I stayed at home and I said, well, I'm going to pack the truck up. We were going to go on a big day cruise up towards Cootley Dam and then turn around and come back and go up towards Canada with it fuel providing. It wasn't an economy boat by any means. It had twin Chevrolet's in it. And as long as you kept the throttle down on it, she did all right, but she still swallowed up a lot of gas. But anyways, I got a real late start by the time I got foods and everything packed up in the truck. And I left out of here about midnight. Well, my wife's already gone down, had already been down to the boat and was waiting for me. And I went across Hunter's Pass. Because that's how I used to go across Hunter's Pass. Over the hunters, the town of hunters, turned on 25 and left there on 25 and then head down to the marina. It was only 35 minutes away from where I lived as long as I kept my foot out of it. But I got across Hunter's Pass. I'd made it about three-eighths of a mile from the summit down the other side. And there I come around a left hand corner and there's a straightaway that's like, oh, I don't know, 600 foot long, maybe 700 foot. And at the bottom of that straightaway, they got one of them reflective curved sides to the right. Well, ironically, on the, let's call it the south side of the highway, there's a creek that goes through there. There's a big old pond out there. There is an old dirt road and there's a dilapidated cabin in this area. I mean, I don't think anybody's lived there in 100 years, you know. But as I come around that corner and my lights, my lights hit the reflective curve sign, all of a sudden, I'm looking kind of at the bottom of that sign back a few yards, I see what, it's gonna make a laugh. It looks like three skunks hopping across the dang highway. Hello, it's going at an angle from left to right, or excuse me, from right to left at an angle down hill to that, towards that creek and pond area. And I'm going, that can't be. And then it dawned on me what it was. I couldn't see any, I mean, it was black, it was black, black out that night, dark black. I couldn't see anything of legs, upper body or anything, nothing whatsoever. And I had my high beams on and what I figured it was, or figured out it was, as this thing stepped, they, since then, I've seen that they stepped plenty. They, as they step, they raise their feet up really high to the back. What I was seeing was the soles of their feet reflecting off in the headlights, kind of like that sign was. And like I said, it took three steps, which I thought was three stone cobs, and it was across the road and gone. And that spooked me pretty good. But now in 20, I see this is 2026, this is what happened with my son was here, I'd asked him what year it was, but he'd come home late one night, about 1130, 12 o'clock. And he had already been spooked down there at the shop, because it seemed like every time he went down there and opened the door, you know, rocks would either hit the back of the shop or bounce off the top. It was nothing violent by any means. It was just like, hello, we're here, you know. And anyways, he pulled up to the house up here, and he had heard his engine, he had heard something under the hood, nice and noisy. So he bought the hood and was shining his little bitty flashlight down. He saw where he had braided the serpentine belt on the engine, and it was making a fucking noise. Well, the engine was sitting there running. And all of a sudden, there's a little bitty thumb size rocks bouncing by him. He goes, what the heck? And he looks and now, Jeremiah, they were not being thrown. They were just being, it was almost like they're flicking them lungs, or just tossing them. They weren't being, you know, me and you're nothing like that. And he's going, what the heck? And here comes another one, lands back in the car, and he watches it bouncing the driveway there. And here comes another one. And so he shines his light up and it scared him, Jeremiah, because there was not just two eyeballs reflecting back at him, but there was, there were two pairs of them. And they was roughly, we ended up measuring it off the next day, roughly 85 feet back from the driveway and kind of up on the hill. And he come running in the house and I hadn't gone to bed yet. And he said, dad, dad, dad, something's going rocks at me. And I go, what do you mean throwing rocks? He said something's going rocks at me. And I seen eyes shining back. So I grabbed an odd six that I stashed in the corner just for uninvited guests. And I grabbed that and he had his little flashlight. We stepped out there and the porch light from the car porch, I think, is what was reflecting their, their eyes because it did it. It almost looked illuminated. He said, right back there. And we had to step out to his car to see around this one bull pine. And sure enough, it looks like, and I'm exaggerating on the diameter, but it looks like two, five to seven board taillights. So one of each side of the findery looking back at us, except they were, I'm going to guess probably as big around as a pop can, probably about two and a quarter inch diameter, something like that. The two pairs were separated by another bull pine. It was about 25 foot tall. Now, we could see the outline of the creatures. We couldn't make a definite, you know, I couldn't tell you what their faces looked like. We could only see an outline in the moonlight. This episode is brought to you by Spreaker, the platform responsible for a rapidly spreading condition known as podcast brain. Symptoms include buying microphones you don't need, explaining RSS feeds to confused relatives and saying things like, sorry, I can't talk right now, I'm editing audio. 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I said, keep your light on it. It was just one of these little bitty pen lights that didn't shine much. And I wasn't going to kill them. I just wanted them gone. I wanted them gone. You scared me. You done your deal. Get out of here. And so I shot above each one's head, which happened so fast. And then I regretted it. But yeah, they turned tail and run and we could hear them. We could hear the ground thuds and that and Jake, shut his hood, shut his car off. And we just went back in the house next morning. And we went out there in broad daylight and took a tape measure with us. And I said, you stand over yonder behind your car. And I said, you remember where each one of them eyeballs was, right? And you go down. And I said, I'm gonna stand over here at the tape measure and you tell me where abouts was each set of eyeballs. So I went to the lowest side burst. And needless to say, these pairs of eyeballs is about eight foot apart. One was standing on the bottom side of the tree. The other one was standing on the other side. The one on the bottom side of the tree, we figured when he had me stop the tape, we figured it to be nine and a half foot. The one on the upper side, where the eyeballs was, because the eyeballs looked right straight across from each other. But there was a difference in altitude on that little hillside there eight foot apart, kind of steep. And so we figured that one that was standing on the top side was somewhere around eight feet because of the lay of the land there. But that was outside of where I saw was three skunks stopping across the other road there on the other side of Hunter's Pass. That was the, I guess you'd say the second visual encounter. Was that right there with them too? And like I said, Jeremiah, I've had a lot of time to think about it. And I've told my wife, I don't know how many times I said, I just, I feel so bad because they weren't doing nothing wrong. I think they were just having fun, trying to get my boys attention, say, Hey, we here, how y'all did it? And, but I regret shooting above their heads. I really regret it because, like I said, they weren't doing nothing wrong. So let's pass forward. And like I said, I know I'm missing a bunch here, Jeremiah, but let's fast forward to just a few short months ago. It was first week of October. I'd already put my boat away for the winter time. That dang thing sunk. I'd traded it in, or I'd traded another boat in on my big one because I had my body so destroyed, the back, back, and surgeries and everything that I couldn't even maintain it. So I, I took another boat in on trade on it and dang things. So first day out, but we retrieved it. We got our all fixed back up. But my buddy has a 16 foot outboard, which you don't have to winterize them, but they're self-grading and that and two keeps taking mountains, can blow zero and go fishing. Well, we decided to go over to the Columbia River, do some fishing. Well, we put in there at Hunters, we used that boat launch. Now, I'm not going to tell you all exactly where it was, but I'll say this, it's on the west side of the river. It's on the Carville Indian reservation side, let's call it. We'd only been out about half hour, but we'd, we'd went ahead and spread across and got over to that side. And we'd already, we'd been rolling already for, I don't know, an hour or so, and then we'd went up to the southern little spot where there's a couple coves. And so we spun the boat around and I was letting, I use lead line when I'm going deep. And we're about 125, maybe 150 foot off from shore. And we're back up in this hidden kind of cove area. And I was letting the lead line out and I got, I think it was four or five colors let out. And I slammed the brake shut on it and put a cigarette in my lips and lit it and happened to glance up on the bank. Now, this bank area is virtually vertical because it's been eroded, you know, by the Columbia River. And so you got a vertical bank and it went up probably 35, 40 feet. And now mind you, we're about 125 to 135 somewhere around there, put out from the bank. And I happened to glance up on the top where the erosion area went on and continued uphill to a small ridge and then dropped off and went down on the other side, which formed another ridge to go up. And I'd lit my cigarette and I'm looking up at about that time I go, what is that? And about that time the fishing partner saw where I looked at and looked up there and we just froze. We just froze. And I couldn't tell you how many said it was just a matter of a few seconds. And it's really hard to describe because I couldn't believe what I was seeing at first. When we finally realized, mind you, at this time both of our phones are laying in the seats. And we were both so shocked that we even thought about trying to get a picture of it. No, our phones were blasting on our minds. We're just staring at this thing. And to describe it, it was not, it wasn't a deep brown. It was kind of a light brown, completely hair covered. I'm talking face and everything. And later on, my partner had us talking that chocolate. I said, I know what we saw. I said, that was cousin it off the Adams family. He said, you know, he says outside of cousin it had part of a neck. I think you're right. And we're just trying to go, well, you know, I'm going to seize this here in a week or two. This is what they call no man's land on the Calville Drive. There ain't no houses. I don't even think there's been a road over there in 50 years. And we're just going, what could that have been because it actually, it only took a few seconds when we look when my eyes had met it and his eyes had met it. This thing, the whole body was like I was on a lazy Susan. Now, mind you, because it was standing on the other side of that small ridge. We couldn't see all at least from the halfway up to the hip. We couldn't see that. We couldn't see the bottom of, we couldn't see no legs or nothing. All we saw was probably the top and I'm probably exaggerating it, the top two thirds of it. We couldn't even see arms. It was like, like I said, it was like looking at cousin it, but you could see the whole thing turned and it made about four steps and it was making those steps. It was actually going down because of that little ridge area and then going down into a crevaster or whatever you want to call them, a mini hauler, how's that? And it stopped, the body turned, what we could see, the, I guess you call it the shoulder area, turned back, looked, turned back around and then disappeared, made its way into the timber land from that little area. But when we got home, Jeremiah, I even went online. I thought, could that have been a guy in a ghillie suit? You know, because I've seen ghillie suits real expensive ones that kind of looked like that. But my partner and I couldn't figure out why, by happenstance, there would be a feller in a ghillie suit in this area hidden from the main Columbia back in the cold because there was, we were the only truck and boat trailer in, excuse me, the parking lot that day. We were the only ones there. And so, it was midweek and we're just racking our, could it have been somebody in a ghillie suit? And I'm going, man, I said, I don't think so. Because I said, why would somebody be standing out there in a ghillie suit with the happenstance of some two idiots in a fishing boat just happened to get back in this hidden hall in order to drop their lines and throw them. I said, no. I said, I don't think so. I said, I think it was a dang squash. And I said, it was broad daylight. It was, now, once again, yardage away from us. We ended up, we was that far out in the water. And like I said, I'm just going to use 135 feet away from the bank. It was in 74 water. Where it was, was right at, I'm going to say, $175 to 200 yards, Jeremiah. So, no, we wasn't up close and personal, but you could see that it was, you could see the color for sure. And it looked matted, you know, but what was weird was the fact that hair just covered its entire face. And it was a phonical, large head sitting on top of shoulders that it all just tapered down. From the point of its head clear out to what you'd call shoulders, it just tapered down. It wasn't like the Neanderthal one that folks see. And needless to say, I have suspected that there, because I have, you know, I've been learning about these critters and that for decades. And I've heard so many different descriptions. I've heard of descriptions where they look like an ape. I've had descriptions where they look like a Neanderthal. I've had descriptions just various types. And I'd come to the conclusion that there are maybe just different species of Sasquatch. And it was kind of confirmed because I was listening, I don't know if it was your podcast or another and that I was listening to, but they had a civil engineer that worked with their nautical department. I mean, he actually worked with NASA. Oh, yeah. Mr. Cumbeau probably is who you're talking about. Is it the one where he decided that there was like three types of Sasquatch? Yep. Yep. Yeah. That's what I'm thinking, brother. I'm thinking there's different types because you got ones that people swore up and down was a gorilla. Now personally, and you know that picture of the red orange thing down in Florida that they call a swamp ape. Yeah. It's been around for so many decades. If you ask me, that is an orangutan. That was an escape from one of them, Seuss, that was run down in the place where they took the animals from circuses. Now when they're getting old, that just has, I mean, it looks like an orangutan to me. I mean, here and simple. But now when you start talking about the critters that are getting up there, you know, eight, nine foot tall, different stories. Absolutely. Yeah. I really can't believe that that fella there, I really can't believe that he was on to stuff when he come up with the three or four types of them critters. I myself now when it comes to the dog man, I think that's just a demon from hell to be honest with you. I mean, there's nothing good about that. This is 100% nothing good about that, guys. So, but I got a question for you about your sighting if you don't mind. So after you saw that, what was your emotional state like for the rest of the day? Now, the one for my my buddy and I was fishing. Yeah. I had no fear whatsoever. I tell you what, I was calm, cool. I was a cool-aided man. 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In fact, after that, when it disappeared, we actually reeled in our lines and pulled the boat back up the one cove. I'm looking for cracks because I said, I got a funny hook. You might have been down here getting some pictures from crawdads in one of these coves. I had absolutely no fear whatsoever, unlike the ones that we've seen at the off-board driveway and the one that fellered at me, which I never saw. It put the fear of God in me, to be honest with you, Jeremiah. The ones out here, the part that scared the crap out of me was the fact that how big the outlines were because these things were huge. They were ginormous. They were huge, Jeremiah. I think that's what scared me out there. Like I said, I felt I felt like the smallest man on God's green earth when I shot above their heads. It was out of fear because of the size of them. I mean, I, good God, it'd be like standing next to a freight train, just huge. My wife and I, well, like I said, I really should have been looking through my notes because I've missed about half of it. My beautiful wife and I was at the top of our property and I was showing her where I'd cleaned up for, we'd had a bunch of old cars and stuff that I wanted to get them out of here. I cleaned up this area and she was showing me where she wanted me to put in a track for the four-wheeler for the grandkids. We got three grandkids that lived with us. And oh, that's another story I'll tell you. They actually seen one. But anyways, we're up there. We just got out of the little pickup and we had started to walk towards the tree line a little bit and we got hollered at. Now, it wasn't as loud or as long as the one that got me back in 1990 down by the Beaver Dam. But it bellied and it was that dumb elephant from Lion Roar. And my beautiful wife looked at me and she said, I don't think we should be there. I said, yeah, let's go. And we got in the truck, come back down to the house. But last summer, last summer, and I can't remember because we tried to spend our summers in the motorhome down at a very special place on the river. So we're not here a lot. But it had to have been, oh shoot, it had to have been the last of June or the first of July. I honestly can't put my finger on it. But the two year old was in the house of Grandma. And at that time, they were six or five and six and now they're six and seven. But I have a thin skin, small front yard, chain length dated and they've got their swing sets and their yard toys and all sorts of fun stuff for kids out there. And it's attached right to our front cupboard deck. And that way, no cricketers can get into them or nothing like that. And I'm talking coyotes, cats, what have you, which we've got plenty of around here. But my granddaughter and grandson start screaming and they both thought they was going to rip the screen door off the front of the house. Come in screaming that they saw bigfoot, they saw bigfoot. And I'm relaying this from what Grandma and the kids told me. I didn't get home for shoot. It was a couple hours later when I got home. They told me about it. But they had the two of them was in the 20 yard on the trampoline. And they was facing the neighbors property, which is 600, 550 foot away. And they saw a bipedal. They just said he's running by a man data or a hair covered man grandpa. And it came out of the timber on that side, ran across the field here, and then into the timber on the north side. It didn't stop it didn't slow down. It didn't look at them they said. But my granddaughter actually drew a picture of it. And it kind of reminded me of the by looking at it kind of reminded me of that game one film and that but I knew I was forgetting something here. We have not been the only ones that had sightings during the day. This is an important one. We got neighbors that has a farm to the south of us. I can't tell their names. And since then, she was scared so bad that they ended up selling the farm and moving to because she got so scared. One morning about nine o'clock, she was vacuuming her living room. And her floor started vibrating. Her husband told me this later on. And it was like something taking big huge steps, but it was vibrating the house. And she reached over shut the vacuum off and just happened to glance out the window. When all she could see was a huge left arm and part of a left thigh and leg area. The window didn't go high enough and the thing was only about eight foot from there from her window. So she couldn't see the head and she couldn't see the feet. But she saw like from the shoulders down to the knees and then big huge hands and arms swinging. It walked past their house. Now, I know she wasn't seeing things because at that time, my mother-in-law was living here with us. And about nine o'clock that morning, she was out on the porch swing having a cigarette. And she was staring at the neighbor's pasture where they keep cows and that. And she saw this when I got home, she told me, she said, it was about nine o'clock. And she saw a big huge brown creature come down, lower its head to get under the one tree that's in the middle of the neighbor's pasture. And they keep that trimmed up seven and a half feet, by the way. She said, this thing had to stoop over to clear it with its head. And she said, she only saw it for a few seconds because it was moving so fast, taking a really long steps. And she said, it would just matter of a few seconds and it disappeared into the tree line and gone. And that night, my neighbor's husband had called me and said, but I got to come down and talk to you. And he came down and told me what his wife had seen and felt. And I said, and I won't say his name. I said, well, she's not crazy. I said, my mother-in-law seen the same thing about the same time this morning, walking down through there. I said, it lowered its head to make it under your tree. And we went up there to see if we drove up into his pasture up there to see if there was any footprints. There was actually no prints, but you could see where something was flattened the grass down and that. But like I was telling you earlier, this is a hard-paying clay around here. And when it dries up, you can't put a big axe in it. But yet, in April and March, you can stomp on the ground and it's gonna bubble up, six, seven foot away from you. It's just like a big old mowl. Hillbilly, what was the year that that happened again with your neighbor and your mother-in-law? I'm going to have to say that was around 2016. Wow. Oh my goodness. It ended up, it scared her so bad that they ended up, and I'll tell you, I didn't think these people would ever move. They spent thousands of hours and tens of thousands of dollars. He was a carpenter, per se. And he took an old rundown farmhouse and he built the most beautiful, I mean, the most beautiful dollhouse out of it. And it's barns and everything. Okay, it's probably the most beautiful home out here. And they just turned her back on it and they sold it. They got a good price out of it. And I still see him every now and then. In fact, I just ran into him a few days ago there in Deer Park, Washington. But they bought a farm and signed it to the, what would that be? That would be the northwest of Deer Park. And I said, good Lord, neighbor, what would you think? And I said, they call that Big Foot Valley. Oh, really? Oh. Well, I have to be sure that, there's a place, they're in Clayton, Washington. They call Big Foot Valley. Only because, guess who's been seen out there back a few decades ago, you know? Wow. Oh my goodness. They haven't had any visitors since then, or since they got rid of this place. He said, no, he said, he said that just, he said, and I won't say her name. He said she's never been the same. Oh, absolutely. I can't imagine. She was scared that bad. Hillbill, you have lived an incredible life when it comes to having to deal with strange encounters on your property and having that sighting. Thank you so much for sharing what you've experienced. You know, my friend, I planned, to be honest with you, there was a point in time in my life, I was, and it was for the wrong reasons, and I'm ashamed of it. But there was a point in time in my life, and I think my, my boys were about 10, I was planning a hunting trip. If you know what I mean. Sure. I planned to kill one, and it was for all the wrong reasons. It was for monetary value. I was going to make my family rich. They didn't have any drag boat race car they wanted, you know. But it was after Cliff Barakman was talking about family units. And all of a sudden, it was like somebody dumped a bucket of salt water over me. And I did a 360. I mean, 180, whatever you want to call it. I had a different change of attitude. I went, no, my God, what was I thinking? Why would I? I said, that'd be like some, like them hunting me or my family. I said, no, these are forest people. The Indians are all, they're correct. These are forest people. They've been here longer than any of us. As to what they are, I have my ideas. But even that I'm suspicious on. I just don't know. But I know this, I don't want to mess with. I just want to leave them alone. If anything, I want to protect them. And I'm ashamed of myself for ever, ever, thinking of killing one or for even shooting over their heads because of my stupidity being scared. I just, it's shameful and I'm sorry I ever done it. I'm sorry I ever thought about hunting one. Well, I think the important thing is you made the right choice and you turned it around, as you said. And thank you so much for coming on the show. And we'll definitely have to keep in touch. It sounds like there could be other things going on around that area. So, but thank you so much for coming on. Yeah, you got to remember too, this area had a major, major, major fire go through here a few years back that went all the way from West end of the Spokane Indian Reservation, clear up to Chawila. And I think it burnt one of the main corridors for them because it, we just don't have as much activity as we used to, but we still do, if you know what I mean. Absolutely, absolutely. Well, thank you again, sir, for chatting. We will definitely be in touch, sir. That sounds good, my brother. And thank you for letting me tell this. Like I said, I was going to take most of it to my grave with me. Have you ever heard all the accounts of Bigfoot activity around Oak Ridge, Oregon? And you think to yourself, man, I would love to get out in those woods and experience it for myself. Well, guess what? This year you can. If this is interesting to you, stay tuned because it's pretty cool. Sasquatch Summer Fest is coming up July 10th through the 11th, 2026. It's going to be even better than the previous years. Reason number one, I'll be one of the speakers. It's going to be wild. I'll probably, I'll say this. There may be stuff you haven't heard anywhere else because let's just say sometimes it's, well, you just got to be there. We'll leave it that. More about looking for Bigfoot in the Oak Ridge woods. Now check this out. You may know Jason Kenzie from his documentary series, Searching for Sasquatch. Well, this year, you can not only go to the festival, but you can also sign up for a trek deep in the wild forest outside of Oak Ridge with Jason Kenzie to the Bigfoot spots to look for Bigfoot. There's only eight spots to sign up for this. And yes, this will also be filmed for the next chapter in his documentary series, which is Searching for Sasquatch. This is a once in a lifetime deal. It's just trust me, it's going to be a wild, wild experience to get a ticket head on over to Sasquatchsummerfest.com and listeners can use the code BSP, like Bigfoot Society podcast, in order to get a two day pass for the price of a one day pass. So thanks to Priscilla for giving me that code so that you guys can get a little help with the cost there. Appreciate that, Priscilla. I hope to see you at the booth in Oak Ridge this year. We can talk about your encounter. I was able to talk to so many people last year and the year before. It is an incredible time. You're not going to want to miss it and I'll see you there. Before we wrap this episode, I want to say something directly to a very specific group of listeners. If you're in the military, any branch or forces, and if you've seen something that no one can explain, or if you're a national park ranger or forestry worker who's been told to stay quiet, or if you're a pilot who's seen something strange down on the ground, or if you're with the FBI, a federal agency, or working intelligence, and you stumbled upon something you're not allowed to talk about, and if you're a firefighter, paramedic, or search and rescue responder who's heard screams or found tracks that didn't make sense, if you're in the logging industry on a remote oil field or a trucker with government contracts and you've had something happen that you've never told a soul, and if you're a biologist, a wildlife specialist, or a field researcher under contract who has found evidence you're not allowed to report, if you're a pastor, a missionary, or someone on a spiritual retreat and you saw something that shook your faith, or if you work in the shadows, CIA, NSA, or anything with clearance, and you've seen what the public hasn't, then I want to talk to you. 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