My first encounter was in 1976 in Georgia. My dad and I were sitting in a tree stand on an afternoon hunt. I was 10 years old at the time and I would just go along and watch since I was too young to shoot. That afternoon we heard heavy footsteps in the draw below us. My dad raised his gun and pointed it in the direction of the sound. Whatever it was then pushed a tree over. My dad was shaking like a leaf and he wasn't scared of anything. He told me it must be a bear or something. After whatever it was left we climbed down and left in a hurry, well before dark. That was something he never did. I didn't realize until years later when researching bigfoot that the county we were hunting in had reported multiple bigfoot sightings in the same area we were in. My dad never spoke about the incident ever again, even when I asked him about it point blank. It changed him. But we continued hunting together for the next 40 years. He passed away two weeks ago on July 25th. I wish he would have told me the truth back then. I have had two more encounter with them but never a sighting. But I know they are there in certain areas. R.I.P. Dad. I'm going to miss you this season.
Tim Shirley sorry to hear your dad passed away. My mother in law just sold her family land close to Bainbridge, so I doubt I’ll make it to Georgia again, but I sure do love that part of the country.
Thank you for sharing !! I am a native Australian from the rainforests of far North Queensland. I am also an ex Australian Paratrooper and I would like to share a story that was in the news and also did the rounds throughout the infantry and special forces (SAS) here. There is a place called Tully, and there is a jungle base there known as the Land Command Battle school. You learn jungle warfare there. I have been there 8 times, best soldier training I have ever done. There were some guys who were going through a phase of the SAS kata course which was known as the patrolling and tracking phase. This team of four guys were out in the primary rainforest and were laid up for the night (In primary jungle you sleep with your feet to the centre, boots almost touching (like a plus sign + ) that way if you need to let the other guys know something's up you simply tap feet and everyone is alert. Anyway the team went into night routine and one of the guys is always on watch, they all had night vision goggles. Anyway, the guy on piquet hears movement and looks at where sound come from ( in the rainforest here we have a large bird called a cassowary, it has killed men, but if you know how to react it will leave you alone 99% of the time) the digger was listening and looking when he sees 4 human like figures walking across his front, 10 to 15 metres away, he taps the feet of the other guys and they are all awake, what they see is a family of hairy people, parents and 2 kids, they watch this family for more than 10 mins. These guys are absolute professionals and were already Special so didn't to make up fantasy stories, I know they saw what they saw. Being a native, my people call these Jiggabinna's, they are generally harmless but can be mischievious, like throw rocks if you are camping near places special to them, they don't scream or yell or threaten. If you bothering by being where you are they will make you feel uneasy so you move away, we are taught this as children. If they do things to let you know they are there, that means you are either doing something they don't like or you are in a place that is special to them. I will dig up the article, and share with you. Keep up the great work you are doing !! Respect from Australia.
Thanks for the story but thanks more for telling what you know about them. I am so unfamiliar with them I’m now curious to know (without having an encounter) more about them. Again thank you!
Thanks for your service.. Coming from South Australia i have never really heard of anything along this side of things. I actually asked another Utuber if he was curious to see what he could find out. I mentioned maybe looking into the First Nation local tribes. I would be very surprised especially in my area of the Iron triangle to hear of anything as interesting. Silence is largely a thing locally anyway as in what you hear when walking around out bush. Few Roos and Emus. That is about it.
What if the sasquatch was sitting in the brush behind you listening to you tell that story, and all of a sudden you hear, "That's not how that went down!" LOL
I live in Colorado, when I was young I was camping at carter lake, I was fishing and a rock hit my hand knocking my pole out of my hand. I turned around and a large human/gorilla was standing on top of a cliff , I ran to the campsite and every one laughed at me. I was young, no internet, I’m 47 now, anyways I had now knowledge of a Bigfoot until later in life, they are real.
I lived in Colorado 34 years. Got my Eagle Scout there. I saw one too. Such a surreal experience. I can remember it like it was yesterday now. But the day of and for over 20 years I did not remember it. Another common issue with these beings. It was like it made me forget it happened.
Holy cow Steve the way you described your encounter just brought back every emotions of my experience to the “T”. My hair stood up, the feeling of dread engrossed my body. Than doing everything I could to try and not panic. The half a mile to mile to my truck seemed to take forever. Keep doing what your doing appreciate your sacrifices in keeping this subject credible.
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My brother got that feeling when he was splitting wood at his house, he just stopped, didnt look around but just walked straight into the house and got the family together with the guns and stayed up all night. Next morning he found a mountain lion with 3 of its 4 legs ripped off, the head popped off and the tail ripped off. The 4th leg was twisted nearly off. No bite marks, no claw marks nothing. Talked to some fire jumpers who would airdrop behind fire lines and they said that they have found bears in the same state with heads and legs ripped off. They were adamant that it's Bigfoot.
I saw that once too. A bear ripped limb to limb thrown about in peices. I couldnt understand what could possibly do that. I was terrified, perhaps it was a bigfoot? Fuck...I've seen bigfoot before but I always thought they were peaceful because they ran from me both times.
I turned 18 in the mid-eighties too. Until the last couple years and one encounter where I did not see the creature, but heard it and found a bunch of hair unlike anything in the woods where I live, I always thought Bigfoot was a myth. Today, after twenty years of archery hunting experience I and that one incident leading to an intense period of research, watching videos and many books later, I don't have to wonder if they exist. I know they do. There ought to be a class for kids on trusting their intuition, their gut instinct or whatever you want to call it. We're taught from a very young age to disbelieve without any critical thinking put into a commitment to denying something is real. I believe it's intentional and part of keeping the world's masses dumbed down and easily controlled. Walking in the dark or dusk, noticing how silent the woods suddenly are, and observing the fact you're walking through a fatal funnel 30km from the nearest town is that gut instinct telling you to tread lightly and keep the senses on max power.
I went for a hike in a location not too far from a small town in central Ontario. Everything was fine , beautiful day. I came to one spot and got completely freaked out. My hair stood on end . Everything was completely silent. No breeze or wind. I didn’t see anything. I tried to continue but I actually had a hard time moving, like I was frozen. I was also terrified for no real reason . I turned around and walked back to my car and eventually settled down. I don’t know what I experienced but it terrified me.
If I would had of made it up there when I was 18 we would have been buds, grew up the same way had the same experience with one them wooly boogers and know one believes me to this day ,I feel the same way ,they can pack sand up there ass! I got a lot of story's .we could hang for days and swap stories, my name is Dale Powell I'm 60 years old, fell timber in northern California, hop trains all over Oregon Washington ,yep I got some stories bro!
Naked from the waist down standing in front of a green screen. Someday a mama Sasquatch is gonna strap one on and bend him over a stump. His elusive quest will be over and they will live happily ever after.
For every time we spot a sasquatch being from them making an error you can only imagine the amount of times they watch and observe us as we go about our business and we have no freaken idea. So more than likely they know a hell of a lot more about us than we know about them - you're a great storyteller really enjoy listening to ya
I think the encounters we get are probably due to us approaching from a cross-wind or some way they can't detect our presence by smell before they see us, so we sort of surprise them just as much as they do, us. However being animals obviously hardwired to their surroundings and environment, you can bet they've got some amazing natural perception and are 90% of the time fully aware and watching us. They've been shot at enough times through history they likely avoid us for their own friggin health, too.
Creepiest place I ever had to walk was the 100 feet from the gravel driveway at my in-laws mountain cabin near Bedford PA to the unlit back door of the cabin adjacent to an opening into the woods when I stayed there for 3 weeks alone getting back from work after dark. The hair is standing up on the back of my neck just typing this. I was always listening for mountain lions back then and praying a lot. Thank God I never saw anything! I’ve been in the woods at night plenty of times by my parents house in Ohio and never had that experience. Walking an hour through wilderness like that alone I would be praying the whole time man.
Damn...you paint pictures with your words man. That sixth sense we all have. Never tune it out. Its served me well in the past. Keep the stories coming. Your experiences being shared are a part of your legacy bro. Good stuff!
I've watched you tell about 10 stories so far, and this one actually got me the most. I love to hike alone and I can really relate to your experience.💚😊
You tell your stories so well, it feels like we are all there with you experiencing it with you. I am excited and terrified these beings exist. I look forward to hearing your next experience :D
Thank you so much for not giving a crap about what people think and getting your experiences out to the public, these extraordinary creatures are real and once you experience one it changes you forever, I've lived with a face to face encounter since I was 8 years old just outside of Elgin Texas , 55 years old now and when I close my eyes it's face is as vivid now as it was when I was 8 till the day I die I will never forget those eyes.
Great experience 👍, You remind of a good friend I had in the Marines, kinda had your way of describing experiences. Tragically he was lost in Afghanistan to an IED. Keep it up I'm enjoying the channel.
Thank you Steve for sharing. I appreciate how hard it is to relive traumatic experiences and open up to speaking of emotions, situations and feelings. Thank you so much. Much love ✨ Yes, it is what it is ✌
I will tell what I think. You are a straight shooter my friend, and I have had similar experiences as well in the 80s to the present, and I can totally relate to the emotion you felt out there by yourself, because typically, that is how I roll as well. Thank you for sharing friend.
I LOVE THE FACT THAT STEVE IS TELLING OTHER PEOPLE ENCOUNTERS WITH THESE BEGINS ITS SO INTERESTING I BECAME INTERESTED WHEN I HEARD OF SOMEONE ENCOUNTER NEAR MY CITY AND ITS SAD THAT PEOPLE ARE LAUGHED AT OR BRUSHED OFF WHEN THEY SAY THEY SAW THESE BEGINS SAD BUT I LOVE U STEVE KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK 👍
My older brother just died yesterday morning, and he did a lot of hiking and camping in northern California. I asked him if he believed in Bigfoot. He would say no, but I know better. RIP MIKE!!!
Thank you! He and I had time to talk about it. His wife left him 4 years ago, and now she's back. She hasn't tried to get ahold of me, but it could be too soon!
Anyone who has the courage to share their encounters without fear of ridicule, gets Massive Respect from me. I live in the city and have been deer hunting but.... never been in the 'Woods' like you are daily. I would Love to go on an Elk hunt with you, listen and learn a small portion of the finer points of being in the woods.
1 hr. of Raw fear walking in the Dark alone, a good test of will's. I can here you say.....as I walk through the valley of death, I fear no evil. Awesome. And you still hunted after that ? Right on dude. Deadly.
God it reminds me of my first deer hunts walking to my stand alone in the dark but when you brain tells you as a hunter this would be a good place for an ambush a narrow ravine like that oh the hackles do go up because you know hey that thing is intelligent it’s doing what I would do! But for it to hunch up and then crouch away don’t sell yourself short this was the scariest and best story yet! Thanks so much!
I’ve had that feeling while hunting a few times, hairs standing straight up and you can feel the tingle go straight up your spine. Woods dead quiet you can hear a pin drop. Ugh.
When ever this happens, the quiet when it shouldnt be. I start looking for game. Have been hunting over 50 years and never seen anything out of normal.
@@bluesman7475 Doesn't necessarily mean there's nothing there though. Remember the only reason Steve saw what he did was that the thing made a one-in-a-million mistake.
I do it for his videos and two or three others, Strange But True Stories, Mad Cat Mysteries and, Ben Miller... No disrespect for this channel, I love his stories, ESPECIALLY the ones where things don't go right but there is no awful outcome to it, like his Fat Eagle Mishap... LOL!!! I love those birds, but some times they mess up in the worst ways and then they try to claim a trophy from their mishap... LOL!!! My mom had an incident where one got tangled up in some sort of rope she had hanging from her chicken coop... I guess it saw the chickens and dove only realizing he couldn't get to them a little to late and well... Long story short, animal control came out with a net and some seriously thick gloves. That eagle wouldn't let go of the left glove for anything. And hoping he'd release the glove when he was let go, the animal control guy found out the hard way that bald eagles love trophies... It flew off with that glove like it was a flattened rabbit. It probably turned up on some one's roof or in their pool some where in Vermont... Possibly found by a cattle dog down the mountain from my mom and adopted as a new chew toy... LOL!!!
You couldn't have told that story any better than that. Your attitude toward the general public's reaction toward bigfoot allows you to be so convincing. Everyone else relating accounts ends up sounding odd. Thanks.
It's because us experienced outdoorsmen (guys like us spend almost every day and night out in the deep woods) and we KNOW they exist, they're rare to come across but they're certainly there. And most of us know this and have buddies who we trust fully who have also seen this and were shocked, full grown men who are never scared of anything, yet you can hear the shaking in their voice when they relive the story...it truly haunts them. It even haunts me the time I had a tree thrown at me and whooping like ape calls and it was pitch black and I was in a creek in the middle of nowhere by myself gold panning. Turns out I was at the only water source in the area, so the likelihood was high I'd run into one, it's his drinking spot and he was pissed that I was in it. He followed me in the trees, and just when I thought I was safe, I hear the calls again, only 50 feet away in the bushes, then a big chunk of dirt/clay comes flying my way...at this point I just RAN for my life, I dropped all the gold/black sand I had filtered in my buckets, I fired a few shots into the Bush with my pistol and I tripped on all the creek rocks, bloodied my knee and left side of my face, but I kept running, I heard this creature rustling around in the bushes to my side the whole time, I've never been more terrified in my life, even as I say this now, I am choking up and feeling the same fear all over again as I retell this experience. The first time I saw one of these it was scared of me and ran...but this second time, I apparently was invading his drinking hole.
Great story! That uneasy "Being watched" feeling is strange. Someplace you have been before, or maybe haven't been before, with no reason to be afraid or uneasy, yet suddenly you are. I had it happen this winter. Feeding cattle for a guy. This area is sagebrush and thick timber mix. Mountain country/ high desert. No close neighbors, a ranching area. Anyway, feeding cattle every day, no problems....finished one day and walking up to the truck. All of the sudden I feel like I'm being watched. The feeling was strong enough I stopped several times to look around. Nothing there that I could see, but a week or so earlier, there had been mountain lion tracks there. I wasn't thinking about that at the time though. Never saw anything at all, but I think that lion was watching me. Are people some how abele to "feel" something watching them, or do we just imagine it? I don't know, but it's creepy.
Same thing has happened to me hiking in Northern California with my dogs. Started having a feeling that we are being watched and then my dogs (boxer, mastiff, and a girl pitbull) picked up a scent and I have not seen fur on dogs being able to rise that much perpendicular all across all over their bodies starting from the head, as it happened that moment. Was unnerving even with my three big confident dogs making our way back to the car. At the bottom, saw a ranger, and shared the experience, he told me they have a very dominant and successful female mountain lion that has been holding on to a territory for 5 years and was known to stalk horse riders on a trail. Our primal 6th sense feeling has helped out when we were primal and it's still deep down inside of us.
Love the fact you share these encounters. Thank You. Have known for a fact they are real since Easter when I was 11 yrs old ... scared the f'k out of me. That was 44 years ago; I'm no longer afraid of them.
I don't know why you would say this isn't an amazing encounter, it is amazing and very believable. It is especially terrifying! Thanks for sharing that.
Honestly Steve, the way you describe how it reacted to you speaking to you it is actually much more interesting than most of the stories that involve actually seeing them up close. It says a lot about how intelligent they are. I didn’t find anything boring about the story!
Wasn't sure what to make of you when I first started watching your vids. You almost came off a little bitter, and it wasn't clear to me why. However, after watching a couple vids, like when you talk about your Grandfather and your respect for him and his story to another vid. explaining your "baiting the trolls", which was/is brilliant, I thought I'm starting to dig this guy. NOW, I have to say, THIS vid. is a clincher for friendship. What I mean is, right toward the end of this vid. when you say, "Now I know a lot of you are going to say, ah you didn't even see it's face, you didn't see how big it was...." etc. then you continue with " you know what, jam it up your a**!" I almost fell outta my chair laughing! What a breath of fresh air! Someone who actually say's what he thinks and isn't bound by fear of what other's might think or the political correctness amongst the bigfoot community! THANK YOU for being a MAN! Cheers aye! D
LOVE these stories, please, keep 'em coming. I personally have never actually seen one of these creatures, but I'm a believer because of evidence I did witness first hand. Back in the day (late 70's) on a wintery night a good friend of mine came screaming (driving like a madman) into a local drive-in eatery we all used to frequent when we were in our late teens, early twenties. Jumping out of his truck (we were all into the 4X4 thing at the time), he came running over to a bunch of us who were sitting in the parking lot slamming down burgers and just hanging out, literally yelling at us to come follow him to see "some giant tracks". Before we could really determine what he was talking about, he was back in his truck and leaving the parking lot. Needless to say, we followed. He leads us straight out of the small town and out into the surrounding very rural area of small farms and forest. After about twenty minutes of winding around these back roads, his truck comes to a dead stop in the middle of the road, headlights and KC 'Daylighters' (high output off road lights of the day) pointed off into this field. In the headlights of the following trucks, we see him once again jump out of his truck, only this time, he has in his hand, a Ruger Super Blackhawk (.44 magnum pistol). Back then we all had gun racks in our trucks and it wasn't at all unusual for any number of us to have some type of firearm in the truck (remember when you could do that, lol). Knowing him to be a pretty solid guy, the remainder of us are wondering what the heck he needed the pistol for as we made our way to the front of his truck. Well, there in the snow, clear as day in the beams of his off road lights, were a huge set of bipedal tracks which had come off the road and continued across this rather large field and into a hilly, wooded section a goodly distance beyond. Back then (in my early twenties), I was in damn fine shape and wore jeans with a thirty six inch inseam, the point of which is that I could not JUMP step the stride distance between the prints much less continue that pace for the distance that those tracks did, not to mention that the individual tracks were easily three times the size of my size ten boots. We never did see what made those tracks, but I for one am convinced to this day that they sure as hell weren't human.
The main takehome here - and I’m repeating what many other scientists have said before me - is that an awful lot of good evidence would have been documented by now if Bigfoot were real. As interesting and intriguing as all those eyewitness reports are, we are simply not seeing the evidence we should, nor is the evidence we have at all convincing. So... why is that?
@@atheistfundamentalist6820 Probably because their intelligence is comparable to our own yet they far surpass us in physical ability. Another aspect could have something to do with so many who have seen them in person don't care about proving it because they already know they're real, & others not wanting them to be proven in an effort to keep the species "safe". Not to mention, how many DNA studies from hundreds of American samples need to be done that come back as "unknown/undocumented species" or only around 95-98% human before they're taken seriously? Oh yes, most of those are discredited before you even end up reading about them. But have you read about each one from the point of view of those who conducted each study? I suggest giving it a try. - Thus far there are recorded vocalizations that go below & above the range of human capacity that can't be disproven as fake & were determined to not be tampered with, which professionals have determined the size of lifeform they would have to come from & it coincides with the reported size of Sasquatch. Others have commented that they sound distinctly "primate". - They've been filmed doing what cannot be repeated by hoaxers or recreated by others & the recordings & still frames have been tirelessly examined to death by professional film & photo analysts - There are casts & documentation of hundreds of tracks with individual toeprints, injuries, missing digits, foot anatomy that makes sense for heavy bipedal lifeforms that don't wear shoes, as well as documentation of the length of stride, depth of impressions that correlate with their reported weight, tracks & stride traversing terrain that hoaxers nor humans in general in some cases can follow, tracks & stride that continue for miles upon miles in frigid, rugged, extremely remote, as well as unusual/unlikely locations - There are casts of other body part imprints - Several DNA studies have been done with samples from hair, tissue, blood, saliva, & possibly more, collected from credible civilians, researchers, & even some from scientists themselves, with the utmost care taken to prevent sample contamination. Results have been ignored or denied, & sources, methods, samples, entire studies, research teams, & scientists have been slandered & discredited - There are hair samples stored that have tested as "unknown species" as well - There are hundreds if not more eyewitness reports from people who are willing to sign official affidavits - There have been structures & shelters documented in extremely remote areas, many made of trunks too large/heavy to be lifted & maneuvered by average humans, some of which were made with species that didn't grow in the immediate area & had to be transported there, that had no roots still attached, driven up to 12 inches into the ground - There have been trees documented with damage indicating the trunks were twisted apart, splintered & frayed in a spiral-like fashion, implying whatever caused such damage likely would need to be able to exert a large amount of force as well as be able to grasp - There's a wealth of historical information in the form of the similarities of prehistoric art, native legends & oral traditions, native names/words for them, historical newspaper articles & police reports, & more. I won't bother trying to include the personal reports of corpses or body parts created or discovered by civilians (even though there are tons of them), because nothing useful that I know of has ever come of that. It's generally reported that they are never again seen by the civilian once they are relinquished to any sort of official or organization (law enforcement, military, university, game warden, national park services, etc.).
@@atheistfundamentalist6820 - You just need your own sighting. Most people are not going to make these stories up even though lots of other people claim that they do.
Legend has it that sasquatch often speak of steve they say no matter where you go in this great open land you will see steve, be it on a wintery cold river or deep in the forest or walking the mountain tops they say he could be anywhere. The moose say he is crafty, they say one minute you getting called on a date the next thing your never found.Even the bears fear steve so becareful beast of the forest you might here someone calling you, but be warned it just might be "STEVE " and before you know it you too will disappear like many others. Thanks for sharing your experience wit us. love how you articulate your experience cheers. First nation people New Zealand
WOULDN'T SAY CALM..BUT KEPT HIS WITS TO PROTECT HIMSELF. Did not let his fear send him running like a girl into the night. I do agree after all he's been through (Predators and squishy) still going into the woods makes him a total savage.
I'm to much of a pussy to go in bear territory without a hand cannon. I only have to deal with black bear!🤣. He definitely has STONES!, I am going to take my grapes and watch more videos. 👍🤣
I have hunted since I was 10, mostly deer, you have brought back so many wounderful memories of hunting with my dad and all his friends, your stories sparked memories of working with a outfitter in Montana. My worse memory of guiding was similar to your worse , made me laugh at the idiot door knob now but not then, I love your stories and the way you present your self as a professional guide , keep up the great work, much respect to your endeavors of helping folks hunt.
I personally have no experience with this type of creature here in Australia. I live next to a one million acre forest that holds many stories of the "yowie", the aussie version.Ive hunted that forest for 42yrs, since a 5yr old and haven't seen any evidence myself. Kinda want to see some but who knows. Loving your tales and look forward to more.
mate ive been hunting for over 50 years all over australia and have only seen a glimpse of one once here in western australia,but ive had other experiences, usually youll smell them { they smell like death} or feel their presence.feeling of being watched and your hair will stand on end. they are all over australia but prefer remote areas and are mostly nocturnal and are very elusive. i used to work in the forest at night and could tell the areas they were living.
I heard there’s been a few sightings in Tassie, I saw an interview with a no nonsense bushy that saw the outline of one when it came up to his cabin but ran when the outside lights came on. His dogs were cowering under the table and he said they’re normally not afraid of anything.
@SKIP AD I'm in Brisbane too (western suburbs), hence my reaction. That must have been literally hair raising!! I've driven through Tingalpa quite a few times so I understand the type of area it is...
I like the way you tell stories. Detailed but no bs added in. I am a city man all my life but love the outdoors and have had several short term jobs in the forests around Alberta. While I have never encountered a bigfoot, I have experienced the uneasy feeling you have while bushwhacking. You know when you are being watched. It is unmistakeable. I believe you and look forward to hearing your other stories. We have a lot of wilderness in Canada to hide in and avoid humanity.
The main takehome here - and I’m repeating what many other scientists have said before me - is that an awful lot of good evidence would have been documented by now if Bigfoot were real. As interesting and intriguing as all those eyewitness reports are, we are simply not seeing the evidence we should, nor is the evidence we have at all convincing. So... why is that?
I definitely believe it exists as of recent. I watched this weird doc on prime that had a bunch of native Americans at one point discussing their stories and now I see your stories and I've gotta say, there's something to it.
@ , go troll somewhere else. There have been over 10,000 documented encounters or sightings of these creatures in North America alone. Stop living in denial and if you want to experience this for yourself... Go to Mount Shasta, Mount Hood, Mount Saint Helens, and Mount Rainier after 8pm and you'll know.
I’ve seen a Sasquatch twice. Once when I 12 and another time when I was 15. I’m 47 now. My first encounter happened on the Canadian river in an area everyone called Walnut Creek. I believe the year was 86 or 87. A child hood friend and I was down on the river swimming and fishing when I smelled something horrible. Until this day I will never forget that smell. It stunk like dead rooted meat mixed with an extremely bad case of body odor. If that makes any sense. I remember asking my friend if he could smell what I was smelling he said he could. The thing that happened changed what I thought about Sasquatch. Before this event happened, I had only heard people talk about it. I had also seen the Patterson film on tv a few times but never in a million years would I have imagined experiencing what my friend and I did this day. What we saw about 40 yards ahead of us was a very large hairy reddish brown grayish black thing come running out of the tree line along the rive into the water crossing over to the other side disappearing just as quick as it appeared. This thing was moving!! It’s was HUGE!! I’m 6’2 now yet at that time I was at the most 5”11 and my friend was probably 6’0. The water in that area came up close to our chest. As this thing crossed over the water only came up past it’s needs and it moved like it was on dry land. This all happened in a matter of a minute at the most I’m guessing. From the time we smelled it up until it crossed over. Let me tell you something it scared us so bad we left everything thing we had and rain out of that place never returning up to this very day. It’s 2020 now. You do the math. For all the doubters and naysayers, Sasquatch is very real. You just have it believe it. Tarus out of Purcell, Oklahoma.
I've never had a close encounter, but the way you describe being in an isolated area and getting that hairs-on-end, freaked out feeling is more familiar than I'm comfortable with. There's a stream not far from where I grew up that I used to spend time at on a weekly basis from spring through til the snow got too deep to make it there, until I got that feeling one day while I was sitting on a rock reading. No sounds, didn't see anything (despite spending a good five minutes scanning the brush around the bank in all directions), but I'll be damned if I was alone. Few weeks later, driving past an old logging road a few miles from there near sunset, I saw a silhouette of something that was at least 7 feet tall, shaggy, and loping along scary fast on two legs. I've seen bears in full sprint that would be hard pressed to match the pace that thing set, and it was *jogging.* I've given that whole area a wide, *wide* berth ever since. I have no desire to fuck with that.
Can you imagine how a bear or a cougar feels when they are just wondering through the forest and all of a sudden they see sasquatch and then he just slowly backs away from them
Cool story! I’ve never seen one but have had stick breaks and rocks thrown at me in the woods. My girlfriend and I were hiking and we rounded a corner on the trail, she was ahead of me, she turn around and b-lined passed me just saying I want to go and I want to go now!! I kept asking her what was wrong. She just kept repeating the same thing. I stopped about 300 ft from where she turned around so I could take a leak. It was a fork in the trail. I piss over the edge of this cliff and as I’m done and turn back to her, she is still walking, a large branch breaks to the right and behind me in the middle of the fork. I said to her did you hear that? She said I didn’t hear shit I just want to go now! There was no way she couldn’t have heard that branch. She was in the mental health field of work. On the way home I kept asking her what she saw, she wouldn’t tell me. We hiked every week everywhere in Wa State. After this occurrence she never hiked again! It’s been a few years and I asked her to go hiking and she still won’t go in the woods. I figure if these thing wanted to hurt us we would have been dead or injured a long time ago. So I don’t worry about them much. I would like to see one face to face though!
Not trying to be too nit-picking about what you said, but squirrels will often duck for cover when they spot you looking at them, and then they'll peek around the tree trunk or whatever to have a look back. But even a city slicker should be able to tell the difference between a squirrel and a sasquatch. Great story. Thanks for sharing. I for one am glad you're putting all these accounts out there. You may save some people's lives - or at least their psyches.
been in the woods my whole life..never saw one, but know the feeling ur talking about. I'm 6.5 and 240lbs and nothing scares me..but..I've been there..
Same man, I'm 6'2" 190lbs, fit as fuck. And was in special forces for 10+ years. But even I get terrified at times out in the woods at night alone. Especially after I saw my first bigfoot, that's when I knew that we dont know the wilderness at all...who knows what other threats could be lurking out there, hundreds of people go missing each year out there...
I actually shot something weird while out hunting. This happened back in 1989, while I was in my mid-twenties. I was in a forest around Vancouver. I had been out for around 1 and a half hours and the sun began to rise. I liked hunting in the early morning as I found I would have great success then. I mostly shot anything I could find. It was still pretty dark and the forest was pretty quiet. I was hunting with a Winchester model 70 that my grandfather gave me before passing away. I loved that gun and took it with me every time I went hunting. Anyway, back to the point. I had been in this thick tree covering and had been sitting against a tree, waiting for something to come. I nearly had a heart attack when I heard a twig snap around 30 feet ahead of me. I slowly picked up my rifle. I remember this as clear as day. I saw a brown streak of fur behind the tree. Bears were pretty common back then and this one was enormous. I aimed my rifle and fired. I hit this thing right in the back, above the stomach. I heard a low grunt, followed by a high pitched scream. I watched on as the animal took off down the wood. I ran to the spot I had shot it at and found absolutely no blood. Not a trace of its track was left behind as well. I stood there, confused and dazed. I didn't think much of it until a week later. This was a classic dinnertime story in my household and my wife and I would tell new guests this story. I'm still not sure what It could be, but after watching this video, I think I know.
Not VERY EXCITING the hair on the back of my neck was standing on end listening to that!!! Just want to say it again. I’d rather listen to what you have because First and foremost I know you r a HUNTER!!!!!
He was sitting there watching you, not expecting you to look up and greet him. I bet that was a real shocker to him. I expect he was thinking,” Humans aren’t suppose to see at night!”
Spooky! Great tip for everyone... don’t run if being watched or even hunted! Your own running almost always washes out all other noises! Good stuff Steve! You only forgot one thing to tell us carry and extra pair of shorts when we crap ourselves lol! My stepdad was an angry drunk too. Between the outdoors and the Good Lord, I made it through! ~ Best
I love listening to your videos. I've always been intrigued about these creatures. I swear my mom has some near her property. My uncle's land boarder's my moms and then there is another guy who owns a property that boarder's my uncle's, that property has a really neat valley surrounded by ridge lines, almost a bowel shaped valley. That area is very creepy. I've hunted it hundreds of times and always get that sense of dread and anxiety when I hunt it. But it's the best spot to hunt as that's where all the big bucks hang out. I've taken a couple really nice whitetails out of there. Even the horses get antsy when riding down there. I've never actually seen one but I've had something bang sticks on trees and I've had rocks thrown and hit trees near me. It's a very unnerving thing to have happen to you.
Really cool story, Steve. Thanks for sharing this very personal experience. It reminds me of a story from an old friend in Northern California. Very similar.
@Cool Breeze that may be the only way he can get off!! Lmao. Who the hell likes to smell dog farts, he must be crazy, he needs to go out and maybe be used like a dog to "sniff out" Bigfoot! The dumbass.
@@tracijones9686 you guys can't tell a joke when ya hear one?!
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I know exactly what you are feeling. When someplace familiar suddenly feels unsafe, pay special attention or avoid it. I felt the same thing not far from Mt Shasta, after having spent a month each year during my teens fishing the whitewater and pools along the Upper Sacramento River. I was not uncomfortable doing so alone, except for this one occasion. The noise of the rapids masked any hint of a sound that may have alerted me. The rail roadbed behind me was a good fifteen feet above me and there was a cut allowing the lengthening of a curve in the track. Above the cut was a treeline at the edge and dense forest. I felt strongly as if something in that treeline had me under surveillance, be it a puma, bear, Sasquatch, or deranged felon. I listened to my senses and left. Some years later, on my way to an early start at work around 4:30 am, I felt the same thing in an urban setting, I looked back in my rear view mirror and saw headlights come on and an old pickup truck with a camper shell pulled out on to the deserted industrial park road and gradually begin to match my speed. Trusting instinct, as it gained and my exit approached with a chain link fence that ran close to the road and parallel to it, obstructing a direct view of my vehicle, I cut the headlights, accelerated, and then abruptly turned down into the office park without a signal, then turning left, counter-clockwise and against the directional arrows painted in the lot, I parked between two company vehicles using only the hand brake. I flipped the bulb out of the overhead fixture, opened the door and quickly entered my office. During this time, my suspicions were confirmed. No sooner had I run the short distance between my car and office building and entered, the headlights of the truck turned into the driveway, making a right turn in the direction suggested by the arrows. The camper circled the entire complex and slowly exited the parking lot. It was chilling to see that dull orange headlight illuminate the area and pass at eye level as it circled with me crouched in my still darkened office. I had probably become the unlucky winner of some kind of criminal lottery and his quarry for the moment. It most likely would have ended badly if I had ignored that feeling.
Every time I hear "Jam it up your ass" I bust up laughing. Awesome video, I'm glad I stumbled upon your channel. I can't wait to hear some new stories. Have a blessed season.
What's great is that Steve told me about these Beings. Now, every time I go into the woods I have that knowledge that will keep me and my loved ones safe.
Yeah. So glad a bad ass like you shares this stuff. We live near Yosemite and everyone jokes about our area being the densest population of Bigfoot and laughs at the stories But... BUT... No one denies it. Like the critics say, no pics to prove it, no corpse, nothing. Zero evidence. Living here for a decade I know what forest animals sound like. Been chased by coyotes, chased off bears, shoot ~ I was charged by a bear. One night we heard something walk through our yard and it sounded PISSED! It was no animal I’ve ever heard and our friend got excited, “That’s Bigfoot! Let’s go see!” We all run to the deck but it was night and the roaring was coming from the scrub behind our chicken hutch. This thing, invisible was huge. You could hear it move through the brush. It sounded like the size of our bears (300 lb) but bears have too many feet. The cadence was like a man running and shit was snapping all around him, moving away from us at high speed. Scary as hell but like a fight. You know you should leave because you don’t want to get hit but just gotta see this. Yeah. I know they’re real.
Hey Steve my name is Jody im 62 yrs old i have seen Bigfoot 3 different times in my teenage life i was 16 17 yrs old this was in 1972 in the daytime too very close too Fort Worth Tx It was called the LakeWorth monster or the Goat man back then . I was with 4 other people we were not looking for it we were in Greer Island mud flats between the Trintyriver and Lake Worth out in the sticks . we had just parked the car in a lil drive way off the main dirtroad and a girl inthe front seat turned back too me in back seat and started screaming and was freaking out i turned too look and at the back of the 63 Plymouth we were in was a pair of hairy legs brown long hair huge like hairy light poles i could not even see the croth because of the height the guy driving the car started after he seen it in the rearview mirror we started out and huge hand came down and slammed the trunk and legs coming through all the dust .After that the park service closed that road and you go too jail for going down there .All i can say is i saw one in the daytime and it is very big and yes It scared the living shit out of every body in that car and people just dont know until they see one They are real and they are aggressive ! Thats the Gospel truth. Too Love your channel keep up the atitude towards the assholes that dont know 🇺🇸
Love the way you tell stories! I have a story, don't and can't actually say what it was, but it was not normal. At 6 yrs. I went with my friends family to Vancouver Island to camp for a few days. During the day we had seen a mama black bear with 2 cubs, across a large ravine. Later that night when the fire was strong, and dinner was over, of course I needed to go to the bathroom. I could see the outhouse at the end of our trail, maybe 50 feet away. So after getting permission to go by myself, I did. I was skipping along the path, when I ran smack into something that had stepped onto the path. I all but bounced off it! I was so shocked! I started patting this things belly, actually felt a belly button, it stood as still as a statue. It had long hair that hung, not fur, and it STUNK LIKE HELL! I freaked out and ran back to camp! No one ever believed me, said I must of ran into that mama bear. I think not! I don't think a bear would of stepped onto the path, remained still, and allowed me to basically feel it up. I was 6 and wore a size 6 dress, and with my arms straight up I could reach maybe 5 or so feet? I think it was Bigfoot, but no proof, and my family just thinks I am crazy in the head for a 6 year old.
There was a place in the 80's on Vancouver Island that I went through a couple of times that gave me that feeling you described with the goose bumps. After two times I never went back. It was brushy on both sides too.
Lol,lol. Sorry,Steve,but my first look at the thumbnail photo I thought the packhorse was wearing the elks antlers. I had to clean my glasses to see it WAS a horse. Please forgive me. I watch your videos every day. I have had my own experience with a bigfoot in 1995. I KNOW they are real and to me really cool. I am saddened by the stories of terror most people go through. My bigfoot visitor only projected calm and friendlieness. I felt honored that he came to meet me. It was a distance when he stopped and was looking at me,me looking at him. I raised my right arm in greeting,he did the same- then turned and walked off through the Ponderosa Pines. This occured east of Oakridge,Oregon in 1995.
I told all the people on the BDRP channel livestream last night about these videos and your channel and the whole entire audience asked if you would come on and share some of your knowledge, experiences of the outdoors and Sasquatch information. A lot of them came and watched your videos and that's when they all starting saying the BDRP channel should get you on as a guest.
Dang that sucks he feels that way. because you can tell he's speaking all truth and no BS and that's what the Sasquatch research community needs are more people like this guy.
@@cosmicsurfer4963 Well to be fair there are already boat loads of people just like him giving the same testimonials on bigfoot shows, and he's doing it here so there you go, couldn't really ask for more. Other problem I find is that most of the popular hairy men groups such as bigfoot hunters and footage analysis setups and so forth have lost the plot, interpreting every shadow and log when they go out there as hairy men or where they just aren't indicated. Or putting some supernatural component to them when they're an indigenous hominid. Even people doing analysis of footages where the subjects clearly are humans wearing clothes, but they're still arguing that they could be hairy men. I don't know BDRP though so can't speak on them, they might not all be like that but most of them sure are. The only really trustworthy researchers telling it as it really is are those taking the naturalist approach, people like Dr Jeff Meldrum who takes a scientific, naturalist, and strictly evidence-based approach to the issue. And people like that can tell you way more accurately what they're about and what they're up to. Unfortunately those types of researchers aren't as popular as the woo woo ones though.
It sounds like he let you see him on purpose. But he wasn't expecting you to start talking to him, and because he didn't know you well enough he decided to flight instead of fight, that's a lot of humility for an Almaty man. He knew that if he turned around and faced you then a number of things could have happened. At such a young age the heart pumps harder and a closer encounter could have given you a heart attack or increased the likelihood of you having a serious injury in trying to escape in the dark, tripping over a large tree root or small log comes to mind especially in pitch black. All in all Sasquatch are a considerate bunch, and are normally ten times ahead of us in nature. It's just that sometimes we do something , that's unexpected from us on their part , thankfully most of the time they walk or run away. Thanks for the story, and tbh it's more intriguing than most Sasquatch story's I've heard.
Great stories 👍 especially like the ones where you talk to old native elders and fellow hunters. You're lucky to have all these years of experience out there to relive these memories and tell them to us.
Again another great experience, but this time it is your experience, Steve. I can't wait to hear the next six. One thing I don't understand is why you feel people should not go out looking for them. The best way to protect something is to prove they exist, where they are, and why they should be given protection. Some of the ones who comment after my comments have stated I am stupid and don't know what I am wishing when I say I want to film and photograph them. One guy even stated no one knows what frequency light they can see or sounds they can hear. Some of the people trying to film them in Ohio have stated when they use infra-red detectors, bigfoot avoids areas they usually frequent, and the same happens when ultrasonic detectors are used to trigger filming. So any equipment cannot emit light or sound to trigger your equipment. Just constantly streaming video.
I’ve had that weirded out feeling. It’s hard to describe, but you know it if you’ve experienced it. It’s a feeling of being watched of course, but also of being analyzed, maybe judged. That there’s an intelligence reading you. That’s the freaky part.
My first encounter was in 1981, I was 21 yrs old and visiting my Grandmother in Lacy Washington. She had a beautiful place, and a huge front yard with a road that ran past her place. Across the road was a little clearing and a big forest around and behind it. I was sitting on the porch smoking when suddenly I heard a huge foot stomp and when I looked up I was shocked to see a man, albeit he was a huge man at least 8-10' tall, and he was across the clearing in two steps and through the trees and gone. I saw him and he saw me, but he never missed a beat! I sat there frozen watching those saplings swinging like saloon doors from about 15' from the ground wondering what the hell had I just seen!! I knew though, I knew exactly who he was! I have had a few more encounters with them throughout my years, but I will never forget that first one. It is still crisp and clear in my memories. I enjoy your channel very much, never stop and don't let the shit heads get you down! They are the sorry ones because they want to see one but their little brains are just to small to know the secret only the few who have seen him really know! They are not apes as some people say, they are humans just dressed in different clothes!
Having not long found your channel, I decided to go back to the start and see where it all came from. I’ve never seen one, but there is no doubt in my mind that they exist, the evidence is overwhelming. People who are trying to sensationalise things like this, don’t behave like you did telling your story, they milk it for all it’s got, they just can’t help it. You may not care what people think, but your sincerity leads me to believe every word you said.
Loved your channel when it was hunt stories (bear stories my favorite). Now I watch as soon as I see something pop up in my feed. Love it even more. If you post it I'll be watching it!!!
It is never smart to run from a predator because it only kicks in their predatory instinct, the moment you run you become prey, running from Squaches are no different.
Dan Bugenhagen I’m sure their all of different character, just like us. A lot of people have gone missing in the woods, I wonder how many of those creatures are responsible.
Steve, your recounting of your first encounter had the hair on my arms standing up. My fascination with Sasquatch began when I was in fourth grade, and I found my first “Monsters of the Real World” book in our school library. From that day, I was hooked! I couldn’t get enough stories and accounts. I had what I believe was a sighting when I was in high school, but no one has ever believed me and it’s not a “bells and whistles” type story, so I keep it to myself these days. My husband likes to remind me that alcohol was involved, and that may have had a lot to do with my “sighting,” but I think I saw something quite unusual. Be blessed, Steve. I cannot wait until I have your book in my hands soon! Just wish I could get you to sign it.~ jenn
I do a week of elk camp alone. I was dumping grease and leftovers 30 feet behind my tent on a big blown down pine tree. Bear was open too. No bear all week.
I love watching this guy and David Paulides! And I’d never go alone anywhere in the woods after hearing their stories! My sister lives in Talkeetna Alaska and she does it all the time, not me. I live in Louisiana but I don’t wrestle alligators or risk being snatched by a wooly booger. We have to use the sense that The Good Lord gave us and not walk straight into a gar hole!
