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Nurses who love Alan and Katie
 Aug 10, 2020
If we have only one Covid wish, it would be to end it....but if we had two it would be to listen to a review of the best comedy, sci fi, horror, action comedy of all time....Night of th Creeps!

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 May 25, 2020
u are the best

 Apr 11, 2020

 Mar 9, 2020
Disgusting clips in some shows involving women make me delete this. Grow up Wes and brother. Real men with a big set behave better.

 Feb 22, 2020
absolutely love this podcast ... so so many ppl.dont have a clue how many sightings there are ... thankyou so much wes for your time and effort and voice ❤


People are seeing something in the woods and there are too many reports for this to be ignored. Join us every Sunday night as we discuss recent Sasquatch sightings, encounters and talk to Bigfoot eye witnesses. Listen as we speak with researchers, witnesses and investigators to unravel the mystery of Bigfoot. Every week we will also bring you the latest Bigfoot news and information. Additional episodes and exclusive content can be found on our website Become a Member today and receive access to additional exclusive shows posted weekly, our full back catalog of episodes, the ability to comment on Episodes and Blog entries, and access to our Forums. For the latest news, please visit our Blog. We can also be found on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and YouTube.

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SC EP:679 The Murderers Creek Incident

Murderer’s Creek, Oregon was named in the 1860s, or so the story goes, after a party of eight prospectors who were exploring its banks were murdered. On tonight's show a group of hunters have a couple of run ins with a creature who has been watching them.


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The fly tying vise is like a campfire...bust one out, sit back, and listen to the stories unfold. Our vise is located in the "February Room", a Montana basement where the juices flow, and wild and wooly experiences are recounted. Hosted by Lauren Karnopp.

Aug 09, 2020
SC EP:678 The Hunting Lease

Tonight I will be speaking to three guests. My first Cassidy had several strange experiences on a hunting lease in Wisconsin. I will be playing some sounds tonight that resemble what the witness heard. Cassidy talks about something walking up to his trailer on the property and tapping on the windows. I will also be speaking to Travis who had an encounter with several creatures while on a trail in Pennsylvania. We will wrap up with Matt who is a truck driver from Western Pennsylvania and witnessed a creature on the side of the road. Matt said “I wasn’t sure what it was the eyes were red, which confused me. I never looked into Bigfoot before this and did not realize their eyes could be red…it was strange.”

Aug 08, 2020
SC EP:677 The Story Of Robert

A listener writes “Hi Wes, I had an encounter in 1979-1980 in Goshen, Virginia. We were at the Boy Scout Camp and got up early to try and see deer. I lived outside of Washington, D.C. so catching sight of a deer would have been a highlight for a young kid.

As we walked through the woods near our cabins, there was a thick morning fog. We were being lead by one of the Scout leaders, it was a small group of maybe four or five people. As we walked along for maybe 10 minutes, I felt that there was another person or group with us. It was not the feeling of being watched but more like we were walking along two parallel paths in the woods. I recall hearing the irregular sound of sticks cracking etc. I wasn’t familiar with these particular woods so I wouldn’t know what was normal or unusual.

As we stopped to look at some tracks, I recall looking into the woods and seeing something but not seeing it. It was as if something (a man-like creature) was standing flush against the trees..

Aug 02, 2020
SC EP:675 It Looked Like A Primitive Man

Tonight I will be speaking to Jack who had an encounter when he was young. Jack says "I lived in a rural area in Pennsylvania. I remember going down this road and I had this bike and the chain would always come off. I looked down at my chain and had a feeling I was being watched I looked up and saw this thing watching me. We will also be speaking to Will who is from Canada and he had a recent encounter. Will says "I thought it was a basketball player with a hoodie on. It had a small tree or branch in its hand and when it dropped what it had in its hand I noticed the deltoid muscle was the size of a basketball. It reminded me of a primitive man."

Jul 27, 2020
SC EP:673 The Skunk Ape Lives
I will be having three guests on tonight. Orrin who is from Washington describes seeing this small creature on two legs cross on front of him and his family. We will also be chatting with Gabe who had a strange encounter while camping in Washington back in 2017. We will wrap with with Stacy Brown who will share his encounters and talk about his new documentary called The Skunk Ape Lives which is available on Amazon Learn more about your ad-choices at
Jul 19, 2020
SC EP:670 I Thought I Was A Dead Man
A listener writes “I was running my airboat on the upper St. Johns River, Florida doing what I like to do best frog jigging on a Friday night. It wasnt the first time I was out on the river at night,I use to run the north and south parts of the river all the time.I still do but I rarely go at night and if I do it’s with 5 or 6 other boats..Anyway I was coming up on the oak’s.The oaks are located right next to Duda’s property.Just a wee south of Lake Winder. I figured I would pull up into the oakhead and drink a few cups of joe before I started to gig.Out of the corner of my eye I saw something bolt into the cabbage palms.I figured it to be a hog,I really did not know what it was the last thing on my mind was it could of been the big guy.Anyway I ran up on dry ground about 15 yards spun my boat around so it was pointed toward the river and shut it down.I just poured a cup of joe when I heard something about 10 yard behind me. It sounded like it was wrestling with a cabbage palm or maybe rolling around in a bunch of palms.that’s when I heard something hitting the ground and making a God awful noise then out of know where I heard a thump right next to my boat. I looked but did not see anything then again I heard it behind my boat then something hit my rudders I turned on my head lamp and saw mud on my rudders I then saw a bunch of mud fly over me and hit my bow I shined my light in the direction of where it was coming from and I saw his face and a good portion of his body he was pissed all I could think was my holy father please deliver me from evil.I lost all feeling in my body I just about passed out I was lost I didnt know what to do. I was in total shock I figured I was about to be ripped apart by this giant he was huge, I looked at him for 15 to 25 seconds it seemed longer I paired him with the front of my boat and this thing was huge. He definitely was a he, it had Male junk he had brown hair not very long and a leathery face. I just about peed my pants I was so scared. I never in my natural born life moved so fast to crank my boat and got the heck out of there I was amazed my boat cranked as fast as it did I was waiting to get pulled off my seat and got the tar beat out of me I was amazed my boat started, I gunned it I really dont even remember starting it .I almost sank my boat when I hit the river. I just went north knowing I would be in the lake.I was scared to drive home so I parked in the middle of Lake Winder and took a few sips of drink to calm my nerves and try to talk my self out of what I saw, I stayed there until first light. I was afraid to try and head back down the narrow part of the river in fear the big guy could snatch me off the boat and kill me, sitting in my front seat of my boat I sit 9 feet above the ground I was just about eye level with him during my confrontation. I have never been back to that spot again I was asked by a researcher if I could bring them there which I said I would but only during the day and I would be armed. It really ruined my life I use to love going out on the river and loved going camping and couldn’t wait to do it with my sons when they got old enough but you wont catch me out there at night, the sounds it made and the size it was is forever etched in my memory forever just writing this is got me crying from emotion.” Learn more about your ad-choices at
Jul 10, 2020
SC EP:668 I Think It Followed Me Home
"I think something followed me home and we have had several other weird things happen, my wife and two small kids seeing things that are alarming.” Learn more about your ad-choices at
Jul 03, 2020
SC EP:667 Exploring the Unexplained
Jeff Belanger is one of the most visible and prolific researchers of folklore and legends today. A natural storyteller, he’s the award-winning, Emmy-nominated host, writer, and producer of the New England Legends series on PBS and Amazon Prime, and is the author of over a dozen books (published in six languages). He also hosts the New England Legends weekly podcast, which has garnered over 2 million downloads since it was launched. Always one for chasing adventures, Jeff has climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro in Africa, he’s explored the ruins of Machu Picchu in Peru, he’s searched the catacombs of Paris, France (where he encountered his first ghost), he faced his life-long struggle with basophobia on his birthday by going skydiving, and he’s been ghost hunting all over the world from a former TB asylum in Kentucky, to medieval castles in Europe, to an abandoned prison in Australia. Jeff got his start as a journalist in 1997, where he learned how to connect with people from all walks of life. For his work, he’s interviewed thousands of people about their encounters with the profound.
Jun 26, 2020
SC EP:665 Eerie Florida
My guest tonight is Mark Muncy. Mark has written numerous books regarding everything strange in Florida. Most know Florida as the land of endless sunny beaches, but the state is home to numerous eerie legends and mysterious creatures. The Everglades is home to the elusive Skunk Ape, a strange bipedal creature recognized by its odor. An uncanny doll reputed to have a life of its own greets visitors in a Florida Keys museum. An ancient monster is reported to roam the rivers in the northeast corners of the state, and in South Florida, a man built "America's Stonehenge" via mysterious means.
Jun 21, 2020
SC EP:663 I Thought that is NOT a Bear
Bob Strain is a retired firefighter/paramedic with a lifelong interest in the outdoors. When he was 18 years old, he had a daytime visual sighting while hunting in remote Idaho. Many years later, this experience, along with others, led him to pursue this mystery and become involved in investigating to the extent he is today.
Jun 14, 2020
SC EP:661 DEVOLUTION With Max Brooks
Max Brooks is an American actor and author. He is the son of comedy legend Mel Brooks and actress Anne Bancroft. Much of Brooks’s writing focuses on zombie stories. He is known as the godfather of the cultural phenomenon of the zombie genre. His first book, The Zombie Survival Guide (2003), published by Three Rivers Press, describes in depth the origin and lives of zombies. The book was followed up by The Zombie Survival Guide: Recorded Attacks (2009), a graphic novel depicting several of the events detailed in the first book’s latter section. In 2006, Brooks followed with World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War, which deals with the war between the human race and zombies. Paramount Pictures acquired the movie rights, and Brad Pitt’s production company, Plan B Entertainment, produced the film. The #1 bestselling author of World War Z returns with a horror tale that blurs the lines between human and beast, and asks, What are we capable of when we’re cut off from society? Max has a new book out called Devolution: A Firsthand Account of the Rainier Sasquatch Massacre
Jun 08, 2020
SC EP:659 Where the Footprints End
Timothy Renner and Joshua Cutchin will be my guests. They co-authored the book Where the Footprints End: High Strangeness and the Bigfoot Phenomenon, Volume I: Folklore. It is available on Amazon.
May 31, 2020
SC EP:658 It Reminded Me Of A Man
I stopped to look at it and other drivers pulled over. The creature stood up and had this look like it was upset it had been seen. It had something in its hand. The creature turned and looked at us. It reminded me of a man...a large...hairy man.
May 29, 2020
SC EP:657 The Bridgewater Triangle
“The Bridgewater Triangle” hosts an unusually high volume of reports involving strange happenings, baffling mysteries and sinister deeds. From ghostly hauntings and cryptid animal sightings, to UFO encounters and evidence of satanic ritual sacrifice, this 200-square mile region in Southeastern Massachusetts serves as one of the world’s most diverse and well-known hotspots for paranormal activity.
May 24, 2020
SC EP:655 An Anthropologist Encounters Sasquatch
Tonight I will be interviewing two guests including an Anthropologist who had an encounter.
May 17, 2020
Upcoming Show: Strange Property
A listener writes “I have had one sighting of Bigfoot in the open. And several bizarre encounters around a private piece of land In north Texas and a possible UFO landing spot.”
May 14, 2020
SC EP:653 Collecting A Specimen With Matt Pruitt
Matt Pruitt joins us tonight and discusses collecting a specimen and determining the value of evidence. Matt is apart of The North American Wood Ape Conservancy. The group is trying to actively collect a specimen. For more information check out the North American Wood Ape Conservancy.
May 10, 2020
SC EP:651 It Chased Our Truck
Jay writes "I grew up on a big cattle ranch in eastern Oregon where I hunted and farmed from a young age. I pride myself in saying that can track a cotton ball in a snow storm and guiding many hunts for people for bear, elk, and deer. I have seen and experienced every predator in the Pacific northwest and know what track they lay, and how old. But one experience changed my life forever and I feel maybe you could bring some insight, and or knowledge. I would like to get into the mountains as much as possible and find new spots or fishing holes. I was traveling east on mountain roads in between cascadia and sisters on a road system on the north side of green peter and foster dam. I would stop occasionally and walk a little bit of the road to ensure it wasn't overgrown or sunk in. It was around the first of May nobody goes up where I was because it can be a bit dicey. But i would check if there was any spots i could drop off the side and fish or gold pan. I did this until i hit a dead end. I was literally in between sisters and Cascadia when i had to turn around and head back to another road system. On the way back I rounded a corner and saw a pile of rocks on the road. They were stacked in a pyramid.. big from small, top to bottom. They were not there on the way up, but almost in the middle of the road on the way back. So I parked the my jeep, I was about 30 yards from the pile. I exited my jeep and walked to the pile, but was in shock.. this is how the Iraqis would mark IEDS, and almost in shock. There was and embankment going up to my left almost vertical about 30 feet, and tapered off a little bit to the top of the hill, and almost a sheer drop off to my right. As I studied the rock pile for a few seconds something started to charge me from on top of the mountain on my left. I'm always carrying a gun so I drew my pistol and held it where the sound was coming from and as soon as I drew it, it stopped. I was frozen with my pistol held where the sound came from with the mentality I'm about to smoke this bear. I have about 30 feet to move left or right while dumping 230 grains of hollow points in it, but it never showed. It froze when I did.. I held that position for about a minute when I decided to start moving towards my vehicle. As I moved towards my jeep I could hear it parallel me on the ridge above out of sight but I never dropped my weapon. That's when i knew something else was going on. I have experienced bear, cougar and every predator in our mountains and a bear wouldn't have known if someone drew a pistol. So I was thinking human possibly? But didnt know, because how would it know to stop when I drew down? As I got to my jeep and held for a bit to make sure I wasn't imagining things, or hearing things.. I switched to off hand with my pistol while holding up the mountain, started my jeep and drove off. I was so confused when I drove off that I headed straight to my hunting partners house and told him we needed to head up there to see what's going on. When we got back up there the rock pile was still there.. and we heard nothing but silence for the first few minutes. It was around 10 minutes of studying the rock pile and seeing strange tracks behind us going up the cliff when we heard whoops. They were in sequences of 3 directly to our south. It was just a whoop, whoop, whoop. It happened until towards the Bend of the road to the north started doing a whoop.. this was also in a sequence of 3. We were super confused, then around the Bend of the road on the east side the whoops started there... and both spots in between whoops started, but at this point there was only 1 whoops per area. It sounded like a grouse mixed with Hercules or hulk. Idk... but not right..we decided to get out of there. We went back 2 days later with a fire team and track whatever it was. When we got above the cliff it was like a nuke went off. Tree barks everywhere... loke 8-10 in dug firs pulled from the ground and shoved top first into the ground. Root was and all. Tree breaks on break breaks. I've never seen anything like it. The strangest thing was we found 3 separate tracks, human like barefoot tracks different sizes. It was the strangest thing I've ever encountered and from this day I will not go into the woods alone. Some of the guys I was with say wiccans and their summer solstice festival, some say bigfoot. I can only say what the tracks tell me, and no human could have came at me that fast down the mountain, and stop when I drew my pistol." Kelly writes "We was riding dirt bikes in the back country of Central Utah. When we stopped to gauge the trail things were just weird. Dead no birds nothing my little brother pointed out to me. My cousin walk up the trail to see how bad it gets when he call my name to come look. As I stated walking I had a really weird gut feeling. As we're walking up hes walking down. He catches something out of the corner of his eye to left up the Hill. Screaming as he drops to the ground faster than I've ever seen anyone I see a large tree coming horizontally at him breaking smaller trees as it went. I looked to see what was going on and I saw the biggest thing that I ever seen. There is so much more to this encounter id be typing all day I'm not very good with emailing I apologize for the grammar and spelling and punctuation."
May 03, 2020
SC EP:651 It Chased Our Truck
"...When we got above the cliff it was like a nuke went off. Tree barks everywhere… loke 8-10 in dug firs pulled from the ground and shoved top first into the ground. Root was and all. Tree breaks on break breaks. I’ve never seen anything like it. The strangest thing was we found 3 separate tracks, human like barefoot tracks different sizes. It was the strangest thing I’ve ever encountered and from this day I will not go into the woods alone..."
May 03, 2020
SC EP:649 Hunter Encounters Sasquatch

A listener writes “I had 4 encounters on 3 different properties, 2 of which I know was Bigfoot and 2 that couldn’t have been anything else and nothing else makes since. All these encounters took place while deer hunting here in northeast Alabama. I also have a strange story about the balls of lights that my grandma told me about on the property we’re I had 2 of the encounters.”

Spoke to the witness and he said “I was hunting and the neighbor had a huge dog.I thought this large dog had its back to me in the treeline and I was mad because he was going to ruin my hunt. I looked away scanning for deer and when I looked back at what I thought was the dog I was shocked. It was now standing on two legs staring at me. I was in shock and could not wrap my head around what I was looking at.”

We are also going to speak to David and his son who had an encounter in Utah. David's son ran ahead of him on the trail and saw a creature on the trail. His son screamed and David thought he was hurt as he caught up to his son he heard something very large tearing through the woods.

Apr 27, 2020
SC EP:647 Into The 400

Luke writes “Hey Wes, I am from Connecticut. I wanted to reach out to you specifically because of some odd experiences that keep me wondering what really happened that night.

It was about July and I was feeling ambitious so I decided to camp up in Northwestern hills solo in a hammock. The Wyatenoic state forest seemed remote enough. As darkness set in, I was circled in my hammock and heard a grunt just out of sight. I left soon after with the fear of being too deep in the woods without any real protection from cougars, bears.. I want to add the other event that took place in Dudleytown on December 26 2018.. I wanted to check out the place and explore the ruins.

We were not too far into the woods when my buddy started to go back towards the car due to increasing paranoia about something in the woods. Ill admit I wasn’t concerned as him, but there was something large that seemed to parallel us. As he walked back I stood in the woods looking around and taking in the beauty. I closed my eyes for maybe 30 seconds just happy to be there.. After that I walked back to my friend who was moving quickly up the trail with stone walls.. I turned around and a small black figure moved from the trail to behind the tree.. It was the same size as my friend who is 6 foot but was much smaller in build than him.. I was perplexed because it seemed rather lanky and kept me guessing if I saw a shadow figure.”


We also be talking to the guys from Into the 400. It is available now on Amazon. Check it out here

Follow along as four researchers investigate a private property in the Ozarks known as "The 400" where they uncover compelling evidence that a group of Sasquatch may inhabit the area.


We will wrap up with Jarrett. Jarrett writes “I was camping at my property, 22 acres in western PA. I go there every once in a blue moon. Since this quarantine, I figure it it’s a great place to isolate on the weekends.

Briefly my tent was around 50 ft away from my car. In the middle of the night my car alarm goes off.. I’ve had the car for 2 years through hail and snow storms the car alarm has never gone off. It starts going off in the middle of the night.

I had a gun in the tent with me, I run out without knowing what’s going on and shot a round into the air. All I can see is a figure running away from the blinking lights of my car alarm. This is 8ish feet tall at 4am in the middle of nowhere.”

Apr 19, 2020
SC EP:644 Cliff Barackman

Cliff was born and raised in Long Beach, California. Throughout his youth, his interests were drawn towards both the physical and biological sciences, as well as to music. These interests later brought him to dabble in a wide variety of sciences in college before later deciding to pursue his degree in Jazz Guitar.

Cliff can be heard performing guitar around the Portland area, when he’s not busy in the field. Cliff’s interest in the sciences drove him to a teaching career where he could share his love and appreciation of the natural world with young people, and particpate in the occasional sing along.

While Cliff was navigating his life, his growing interest in the bigfoot phenomena drove him to travel to other parts of the country to look into the mystery. By extensively travelling the West Coast, he found himself unsatisfied with living in Southern California and wanting to live closer to bigfoot habitat. After living in various parts of California and Washington State, he eventually settled in Portland, OR where he lives today.

Apr 10, 2020
SC EP:643 Let The Stealer Steal No More

James writes "I had on my uncle small farm in Ozark County, Missouri. This happened during the summer of 2017. My uncle owns and operates a small beef cattle farm where he has cows, chickens, and goats.

I was visiting my family that live in the area because I live in Kentucky now. We was talking and he was telling me about how some of his chickens a had been pulled out of there pens and disappeared over the last couple weeks. We both agreed there may be a coyote or two getting into his chicken pin. I like varmint hunting so I agreed to spend a couple nights out there and see if I bag the coyote for him. I had brought my .300 AAC AR build to shoot with some of my family. It was equipped with a day and night sight because I mainly use it for coyote and smaller game hunting. Well one the second night I was posted up in the top of his barn that has a small opening on the second floor that faced the wood line.

I was scanning the woodline with the night setting when I noticed something moving some small trees about 150 yards to my left. So i focused on it. As I watched this 7 and half 8 foot tall creature stepped out. It was covered in dark hair. The moon was almost full so I had alot of illumination to help my night sight. At first I seemed like someone in a ghillie suit. But I quickly realized it wasn't as it cover the halfway to the chicken coops in just a few steps. I yelled out stop or I'm going to fire. The thing stops and I can see it stare directly up at me and bare its teeth. It let's out this ungodly roar and barrels toward me. I quickly switched my weapon to fire and open up on it at about 75 ft.


I empty my first mag and was reloading my second when it slammed the side of the barn shaking it. It aimed down and emptied another half a mag directly down on it. It looked up at my yelled and again and made a beeline straight back into the woods. My heart was pounding. I have done 2 combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan and this rattled me to my bones. I waited till morning to climb down and make my way back to uncle's house. I told him what I saw and what I did. We went back and couldn't find blood but found some partial tracks.

We ended up calling our family friend who was a Missouri Conservation Officer and he came out. I told him my story and with a serious face and tone he told me dont tell anyone and hed handle it. Well there's my story."


Al in Connecticut writes "Hey Wes, I had a short encounter, I know what I saw and I am a huge skeptic...WAS." Spoke to Al and he owns a farm in Connecticut. He said after weeks of animals coming up missing he saw what was taking his animals. Al said "It was so strange I had doors to the cages and whatever was taking the animals had hands because it had to open the doors. Early one morning I went out to find several doors open and I felt like I was being watched. I was saw what I thought was a tree stump. Something wasn't right, I picked up a stick and threw it at it and this thing stood up and took off running on two legs. It was huge."

Apr 05, 2020
SC EP:640 Quarantine Trivia Game

"Due to extensive community transmission of COVID -19, the CDC urges citizens to refrain from non-essential domestic travel for 14 days effective immediately," Quarantine Trivia Game for you guys. I hope you enjoy it.

Mar 29, 2020
SC EP:639 James “Bobo” Fay Part II

James Fay, or Bobo, was born and raised in Manhattan Beach, California, and has been interested in the Bigfoot mystery for as long as he can remember. As a teen, he became an avid surfer, a skill set he would eventually use to investigate reported Bigfoot sightings in remote areas of the country.

While in college, Bobo spent his downtime in the woods attempting to locate a Bigfoot. Following college, he took logging jobs on Native American crews to absorb their knowledge of the Sasquatch legend. In addition, he increased his Bigfoot knowledge by taking jobs building roads and commercially fishing in Northern California.

Bobo says that he saw his first Sasquatch while on an investigation with veteran Bigfoot researcher John Freitas in 2001. Since his initial sighting, Bobo claims to have glimpsed Bigfoots on a few other occasions, but it was this first visual sighting that moved him the most.

Mar 27, 2020
SC EP:638 Caesar From Planet Of The Apes

A listener writes “I am originally from Miami, Florida. I lived with my grandparents in Clewiston, Florida which is right by lake Okeechobee. They lived in an unincorporated community called pioneer which is about 23 miles from Clewiston. And about 80 miles from Big Cypress preserve.

A very rural part of the country indeed. I was about 10 at the time the encounter. It occurred during the summer time. So bearing this in mind many of the canals in the area were low of water. My grandparents owned a couple of acres of land, so they were far apart from neighbors. I loved being outside trying to find different animals and trying to catch black racers, rat snakes, and different turtles in the area. The surrounding area around the property were full of palmettos which were towered by evergreen trees. I would like the fence in the back of the property to go catch reptiles. I walked a half a mile deep in the woods and hit a small dry creek bed, which is where I found different animals from time to time. The creek extended to about a mile which fed into a canal. As I was looking for reptiles heard the brush move from across the creek bed. I was used to rustling in the wood, so I didn’t pay attention until I saw something step out from the brush out of the corner of my eye. What I am about to tell you still haunts me to this very day. What stepped out was 7 ft tall ape looking thing. Its fur was a deep reddish brown. It was almost boxy in shape with legs longer than its body. It almost seemed designed to live in the swamp. I just froze. I knew it would not be wise to run through this brush.

So I did something that learned from years of watching nature documentaries. I crouched down and pretended I was eating leaves. I remember seeing a documentary about Diane Fosse, and I recalled she would do this as to not provoke the silverback. I was too scared to do anything else, and whatever I was doing was keeping me alive. Every so often I would glance up at it, and it was just standing there tensely examining me. It would also look back and forth almost over me almost to assure I was alone all the while making a huffing sound. The only thing separating us was a dry creek bed. Which may have been 15 ft of space. It was doing this for about 3 minutes, but it felt an eternity. Then that’s when it went down on its haunches and squatted. I felt the courage to raise my head and look at it. We were just examining each other. At this time I noticed it was female due to the breasts. I also noticed at the time that she wasn’t alone. I saw small arm draped over her shoulder. We just kept looking at each other for about another 5 minutes. The whole time my body was telling me to run. Like some primordial instinct saying danger, but my mind remained extremely calm. At the same time I was expecting to smell a stench, but none ever came.

I only thought this because I have heard what a skunk ape was and heard the stench they exude, but she wasn’t smelly. After five minutes she reached behind her never taking her eyes off me the whole time and held her baby. It was looking at me with intent. Examining me like its mother. It couldn’t have been more than a month old. It was kind of small but bigger and more advanced than a human infant. She must have given birth to it last month. I felt as if she was teaching her baby what a human was, but at the time I think she may have been confused what I was considering my skin is dark brown like hers and I had long curly black hair. While she was holding her baby, I could notice scars on her face. I figured she was old. Never did she bare her teeth at all during this encounter. About 6 minutes later she stood up and turned her body, slung her baby on her back, and stared down the creek bed when I noticed a bigger one of these things was standing 50 feet away. He was staring directly at me with disgust. This one bared his teeth at me.

He looked kind of like Caesar in rise of the planet of the apes only taller and more muscular. He may have been half a foot to a foot taller than her. I noticed the stench and she also began to reek of this smell. I can only describe it as hot garbage, and dead animals mixed into a vat. I later concluded maybe they only smelled when they’re stressed, or angry. They both started to puff up. Meaning that they were trying to make themselves bigger than they were. The female then positioned herself between me and the male. As if to almost protecting me. Maybe it was all those motherly hormones in her that told her this. The standoff lasted for maybe at least two minutes. Then the male walked back in to the brush on the side where the female came out of. She then without looking back at me began to make her way back in the brush as well. I think she was making sure that male didn’t follow me, I have no idea. I turned to leave very quickly and didn’t turn back till I was back inside the house. I never went back in the woods ever again behind my grandparent’s property. I tried telling my mom what happened, but my mom was more of a city woman, so she did not believe me. That really hurt me. I did however tell my grandma what I saw, and she simply said, “I believe you”. I never knew if they had any encounters with them considering none of them ever came on the property.”

Mar 22, 2020
SC EP:635 Stalked In The Woods

James writes "I've seen what could have only been a Sasquatch in Huntsville AL. Back in the 90s and since I've been living here in Washington state I have had three times things happen to me that can only be describe as weird and not normal animal behavior."

Mar 19, 2020
SC EP:634 Lakota Tribe Member Part Two

Tom writes “Hey Wes I just listened to episode 628. I have some stories that line right up with what that guy was saying about the little people. I’m happy to share if you’d like to hear them.”

Spoke to the witness and he shared with me several stories about the little people, lights and Sasquatch.

The Lakota are a Native American tribe. Also known as the Teton Sioux, they are one of the three tribes of the Great Sioux Nation. Their current lands are in North and South Dakota. They speak Lakȟótiyapi—the Lakota language, the westernmost of three closely related languages that belong to the Siouan language family.

Tom returns tonight to discuss little people, strange cryptids and giants.

Mar 16, 2020
SC EP:632 James "Bobo" Fay

James Fay, or Bobo, was born and raised in Manhattan Beach, California, and has been interested in the Bigfoot mystery for as long as he can remember. As a teen, he became an avid surfer, a skill set he would eventually use to investigate reported Bigfoot sightings in remote areas of the country.

While in college, Bobo spent his downtime in the woods attempting to locate a Bigfoot. Following college, he took logging jobs on Native American crews to absorb their knowledge of the sasquatch legend. In addition, he increased his Bigfoot knowledge by taking jobs building roads and commercially fishing in Northern California.

Bobo says that he saw his first sasquatch while on an investigation with veteran Bigfoot researcher John Freitas in 2001. Since his initial sighting, Bobo claims to have glimpsed Bigfoots on a few other occasions, but it was this first visual sighting that moved him the most.

Today, Bobo makes a living as a commercial fisherman out of Eureka, California. He continues to take odd jobs in unrelated fields, most of which are centered on trying to spot a Bigfoot. His close relationship with the community in which he lives helps him keep his "ear to the ground," and he collects dozens of local Bigfoot sighting reports each year.

Mar 08, 2020
SC EP:630 Camping In A Boneyard

Johnathon writes “I would like to tell you my experiences. I grew up in a small town or village (depends on how you define Either or ) Slana, Alaska. Growing up me and my family didn’t have power or running water.

My first experience was when I was 7 so to get water for the house we would have to load buckets in to the old station wagon drive down to the river. My job was to sit in the back and hold the jugs so they don’t tip over not like hold them on my lap but just hold them still. I remember pulling out of the pullout at the river and looking out the back window and seeing a (as I put it to my parents) big hairy dude stand up out of the ditch on the other side of the ditch. He had vary thick brown and dirty wight hair on his chest and on what we would consider his beard.

Of course my parents didn’t believe me said I was just imagining things.

The scary experience is what I’m really hear to tell you about to say nothing ever tried to interact with us would be a misrepresentation of the reality of living out there. From small things like sitting in the outhouse and having acorns thrown at you to coming home to find something has ripped your door off the hinges taken all your food and trashed your cabin (normally blamed on bears) witch is rare but does happen.

One day my friend mat came to visit me and my family from the city so me and my sister decided to take him camping up in the mountains. Me and my sister packed up with a shotgun an SKS with her dog Lucius food and couple tents set off. to get to the trail it was a 2 hour drive plus a 3 hour walk to get to where we wanted to camp. When we got to the clearing we noticed moose bones but we thought it was just a hunter’s camp but now looking back Hunter’s wouldn’t have left the antlers. We set up the camp and it was an uneventful day the dog was happy running around it wasn’t tell we all laid down for the night it was me and mat in one tent my sister and her dog in the other tent. It was about midnight when I woke up to branches breaking outside of my tent I called over to my sister did you hear that she called back that I was just hearing things then it sounded like something ripped a tree down. We jumped out of the tent we could hear things circling the clearing we were in running around. We could tell that they were on two lags it’s a varey distinct sound but at the time we were thinking wolves trying to get the dog so we built up the fire and shot off a couple rounds from the SKS cuz we had bear slugs in the shotgun.

It dies down for about 15 minutes then it starts up again just running around the camp then we realized that they were not making any noise no barking or growling bears and wolves make lots of noise when they are we fired off a bunch more rounds but they didn’t leave this time mat came running over saying something was touching the tent he was in we ran over and we found the dog in the tent he had peed on himself and refused to come out he is a big boy to pit bull American bulldog cross about 90 pounds was still young at the time. He has been around bears wolves and links nothing has scared him but now he won’t move. So we decided it was time to leave we packed up the camp we went to the tree we put are food in then we could see shadows in the fire we never heard them walk up on us it was like the running was just a destruction. I had to carry the dog so my sister had the shotgun mat had the pots and pans and the SKS my sister was up front with the flashlight and mat was in the back with a flashlight so me and the dog were in the middle so nothing could try and grab him.we could hear them following us all the way down the mountain but half way down we had to take a break when mat put the pack down it made a loud clang then we heard something Sprint off it was standing only about three feet away from mat and we had no clue it was there. The dog never stopped crying but they seemed more interested in mat we made it back to the car and drove away very fast.

We never got a good look at what they were and we shot at the noise but I don’t think we hit any thing. I think we accidentally walked in to where they were staying for the night. There is more experiences but this email is already long winded so thank you for your time.” 

Fox is my second guest. He comes to us from Florida and will be sharing an encounter he had camping with friends and some strange things that happen to him while hunting.

Mar 01, 2020
SC EP:628 The Little People

I have a couple of shows planned this weekend. A listener writes “Listened to one of your shows tonight. He said he saw a little green man. I had an experience similar to his. I was arrowhead hunting here in Indiana, in the banks of the Ohio River.

I had crossed over with a friend’s neighbor to the Indiana side. Just caught a ride over with him, and his wife on their boat. My plan was to walk from West Point Ky, back to New Albany Indiana. Well, I mean I started out across from West Point. This was the summer of 93. It was a great day, and I found lots of points. Some places were overgrown with poison ivy, and sumac. I had anticipated this problem, and had food, and essentials in plastic bags, so I could swim, or wade if I needed to. I stopped for about two hours to rest, and eat. I found a small runoff area, that had cut a channel down from the cornfields, to the river bank. So, I’m sitting there, just resting after I had eaten. I was facing south towards the Ky bank just enjoying the quiet of the river. I heard something off to my left,coming through the small willows that grow in a band, along the middle part of the bank. I’m sitting back up in the runoff so I couldn’t see what it was immediately.

I was thinking it was a beaver at first, they love the young willows to eat. Then around the edge of the runoff, two small “men”, for lack of a better word, come walking around the edge of the runoff. It was just like you, and your guest, stated. They weren’t green though, they were more like small Native Americans. Not proportioned like a dwarf, or midget, but like a grown person. Say about the size of a four year old child. The one in front saw me, and he made this buzzing type sound, the other stopped when he did this. I say he, because they appeared to be male. In breechclout, with leggings. It was like looking at woodland era Native Americans. He looked at me, made the sound, the other stopped, and the one in the lead just stood there, staring at me, and me at him. Then they just turned and walked away. Not in a hurry, or alarmed, they just turned and left.”

Feb 29, 2020
SC EP:627 I Put My Gun Up And Fired

A listener writes "Two years ago my oldest daughter of 9 at the time keep begging me to take her bear hunting so I did and all we did is drive the side by side around because taking a 9 year old out and blowing on a call hoping to have a bear come at you at a dead run and hope your gun shoots true and the shot is effective and the dam thing don't get pissed and kill you is stupid with a 9 year old girl in tow.

Well fast forward to last fall I had a big bear coming into the water hole I had sat at for a few days, but the timing never was right to fill my tag. My kid keep begging to go and being the mean dad I am I said no. so one day my kids where at my fokes house while I was working and my oldest went to my dad and told him she wanted to go out hunting tomorrow with me but I wouldn't let her and why is that papa. Well he told her it's not safe to take your kids at a younger age out predator hunting. Deer and elk hunting is safer but not bear and he told her this story that I had never heard until that evening but the strange thing is I have memories about some of it even before dad relayed it to me that day but we will find out why. When I was 5 years old it was still legal to bait in bear with bait barrels in Colorado so one afternoon dad was babysitting me his only kid at the time and mom was running late from work to relieve him so he could go hunting so he scooped me up and out we went now I can't tell you where he was hunting at the time due to me not asking. so anyways we get there, and he was just going to put the few pig heads in the barrel and head home and hit it first thing in the morning on his own. Well he walks me into the area, and he had a few of the pig heads with him he places them in the barrel, and he placed me down and said stay. so, he turned around to walk the 30 ish yards to the Honda 3-wheeler for the other pig heads. He only went 10 to 15 yards and I started screaming for him and he flipped around to find me hauling ass down to him. He scooped me up and walk back to the bait station to see what he told my daughter at the time was a bear running of in the timber. But later that night when I asked him about that story, he said I'm not going to lie to you son it was a f&%$#$% bigfoot walking off with the pig heads. It came up took the heads out of the barrel with you sitting 5 yards away. All I remember is seeing the pig heads and riding on the gas tank of the 3-wheeler and seeing a barrel not much before are after but he said the barrel was in a tree about 3 feet when we arrived and he had to pull it out of there and reset it. So there's my first experience with them. My dad has a few more very hair raising story's that he had years prier but they are his story's not mine and I will talk with him about sharing them with you over the phone. I have returned to those areas and had my own experiences also.

My second one was in around spring of 2007 I was upriver ridding my four-wheeler and I was in this area where I could see down 300 to 400 yards below me into this meadow and there's a tree line and above the tree line is a road. Well I stopped and was sitting, and I looked down to that meadow with my binoculars to see a dark figure walking across the meadow towards the road. My first thought was holy shit moose but after further monitoring it. It was on two legs swinging its arms in a kind of way I've heard a few people on your show say crazy bag lady kind way only this thing looked like it was frolicking through the meadow like something on the little house on the prairie. So I'm not sure what I'm looking at then 2 dirt bikes come screaming down the road above the tree line and this critter turns towards my direction and starts running still on two legs then dropped to all four and it runs right to the timber line then does this barrel roll looking deal into the timber and was gone no smell no noise.

I later ran into something else. I'll be honest with you Wes this was no bigfoot, but I don't want to say dog man I'm still on the fence with that critter. So its 2013 and myself and my wife are out shed hunting in one of my favorite places out in mule deer country north of my land in this place that I called slaughter gulch due to the unreal amount of dead deer you would find everywhere back then. Yes, the place is packed full of coyotes and mountain lions but you did find a lot of dead coyotes also at that time so anyways my wife and I where out. It was a beautiful day we had been walking all day with lots of luck well we got back to the four wheeler and she wasn't done so she took off walking up the draw nearby and I stayed at my machine I busted open a cold one and was sitting looking at our trophy's for the day so far and trying to think about where to head to next. Then straight Infront of me to the west I saw movement about 200 yards out in between two huge boulders so I put up my binoculars and could see a dark figure with points on top of its head that well looked like ears on a dog. I could kind of make out eyes and a noise so I pulled the binoculars down and look at it with my naked eye then put the binoculars back up and once I found it again with the binoculars its ear twitched and it turned its head to reveal and canine nose then looked back at me for a second and ran towards me on all fours a few feet then dropped into this huge wash in between it and me and that was the first and last I saw of it but to this day my wife will even tell you my attitude that day change bad for a few hours. I have never been as scared as the day I saw that. I mean one month later I got hurt at work and literally was staring death in the face for a few weeks and I was not as scared as that day not even with the encounters I have wrote so far. Going to continue to wright to you. There was no smell or sound to this one. I'm pretty sure its to blame for most the dead deer and dead coyotes. Because I have noticed a huge drop in the dead deer, I found out there and I continue to shed hunt out there never seen it again but have had other issues after that with my dog out there. But even to this day I avoid that area ill ride two miles out of my way up to the top and glass the bottom but I wont walk in there anymore.

So fast forward to 2016 I have heard whoops out in the timber. I have smelt bad smells worse than a 3-week-old dead elk in July, kind of smells while bow hunting and bear hunting for years. So, I made buds with a coworker. I have never really felt like I could talk about the fury one's to anyone that would take me serious besides my dad and uncles and with them it was taboo to talk about the fury ones and there other native monsters. so, my new buddy and I worked the same shift's 7 on 7 off day's and night's and we got to talking one day when he saw one of my bigfoot book's laying on the seat of my company truck. So, he jumps in, He says to me, "dude you believe in bigfoot," and I said ya if you laugh, I'll beat you into the gravel. He said no he believes to. So, after many weeks of talking about bigfoot with him, and him turning me on to your Facebook page. He goes out and buys a side by side and asked me to build it up for him, so I put some light bars on it a lift kit and a few other things. Once I was done with it, I called him to come get it. So, he came out and said lets ride tonight and hang out. So I took my four wheeler and he brought out this so called bad ass military guy who turned out to be fake he never served or even signed up to serve so anyway. We headed out upriver I think we put 25 miles on the machine's and stopped cooked some burgers and just BS for a few hours. Around 10 pm we headed to the pickups. There was a set of pond's that we stopped at on the way up and looked for bear track's earlier that day. when we started to approach the pond heading back I caught eye shine in my light bar then my machine dropped down a water bar in the road and once it came back up the eyes stood up and stayed. So my first thought was it must be a bear drinking then stood up, On his back legs to look at us. then it started running and the eyes stayed at around 6 plus ft high. and Wes bear cant run like that so boom its him!! The fury guy so I flipped around backwards on my four wheeler with it still rolling and started digging into my bag for my big spotlight once I get ahold of it the machine has come to a stop and my buddy rolls up next to me and said what's the deal bud. I look at him and said eye shine he said "so" I looked him dead in the face and said "f#$%^& tall eye shine running". he goes "oh crap" jumps out I have always carried my H&K USP 45 and that guy has way to many gun's to list I think he had a 40 on him that night so any way we go walking across the field and his tag along guy stayed at the side by side per my command. I didn't like nor trust him so me and my buddy keep walking spotlighting the trees and BOOM eyes peaking from behind a tree. You could see the hand's holding the tree, and this thing peaking around the tree. so, we are staring at it and it's staring at us then I hear the rack of a hand gun and I turn back and look at my buddy with his gun loaded and in position for action. I calmly but in a loud sort of way I say put it away and he says "it's for protection," and I said his "name" PUT IT AWAY NOW!! so he does we look back in time to see a tall figure run deeper into the timber. We back up slow and get back onto the machines and head out my buddy claims that once he gets back to his machine his friend said what's the deal? He told him we just saw a bigfoot! and that dude melted down freaking out!! I went back up a few days later in the day light there's cattle tracks everywhere, so ground evidence was gone but I think I found the tree. If it was the right tree it would have had to of stood 8ft tall. I have a picture of a footprint in that location from a few years later. My dad told me that back in the mid 90's there was some small logging in that area and he had heard that there equipment was always getting messed with at night and strange noises could be heard in the later part of the day .There is a huge pile of logs that showed up in the middle of the meadow out of no where one day and some of the logs I cant even get my arms around them. I have pictures of the various log piles.

My fifth, Is with my same coworker. We had been out multiple time's ridding with nothing to report so later that fall myself and my wife went camping in a different area up river and my coworker planed to show up later and stay for two nights. So, after 2 days and 2 nights of ridding and fishing and multiple nap's my buddy shows up later in the evening and talk's me and my wife to go for a night ride. So, we go out my wife him and I. I tell you what I about left the guy because every puddle/creek any kind of dirt we came to he had to find a way to avoided it he says he must keep his buggy clean. The only reason I bring it up is because it will be used later in this trip, so after hours of laying my coat in puddles for him to keep his shoes clean we get up to where I had my experience in 2007 my wife is the first to notice! The smell the worst I have ever smelled. So, we stop and sit a while and we hear a few tree knocks and very strange noses that left me very confused. I kind of wonder if it wasn't a hunting party there where grunts and some strange chines jibber talk. We headed back to camp about an hour after that I had a very uneasy felling in my gut that night. The next morning, we load up my four-wheeler and his side by side and head back up just to ride and after avoiding any kind of dirt/mud/bird poop, we get to the same location as the night before. I take them down into where it is. It's really nice country its full of elk and bear there's a huge creek that splits into 2 creek crossing's one after another. We cross that and sit in a spot that I use to camp years ago all the time. We eat lunch have a beer or two and right before we leave my buddy said hay can I shoot my shotgun here? I said do it! So, he kill's a tree reloads kills it again. We head out back to camp. After dinner and its dark. he pipes off and said, "let's go back up and see if we can hear them noises." So, against by better judgment I load up my wife and we head up and as we are leap frogging mud puddles I'm getting this bad feeling just chewing at me and the further we get up there the harder the feeling chews at me. So yes, I want to hear them noises again I want answers but dangit I had my wife in tow, and even native Americans would say you keep girl's away from these big guys. In mid ride I stop my machine get off tell my buddy if we are doing this she goes back first. Something's bad and it has had a mouth full of me this whole ride so far. I'm not doing this, so we turn around and get to camp well he's not giving up so against my better judgment I leave my wife behind at the camper 20 miles away she's safe there. We load up in his side by side and after a hour of a bad feeling chewing on me and the pure boredom of riding with this guy who will not get dirt on his machine we get to the double creek crossing and right before we cross. A owl comes and lands in front of us on a branch across the first creek crossing and if you follow native American folk lore that could be good or bad sign. The one I follow that's a bad sign. We cross making sure we don't get any of that clean water on that machine. Right across the creek is where we stopped that day and he shot his gun, so we pull in turn around and parked on the road shut the buggy off and get out. I put a lantern on the toolbox in the bed of his machine he kind of wanders around for a minute. a few minutes go by and he said we should record just sitting here and I told him he's pissing in the wind. That creek is to loud and that's all it will pick up. so behind us the road come's down towards us at a angle and just to freak him out and get a laugh I told him to look up the road and he did, at the same time I said picture a monster running down that, at you! He responds with a "F you pal." so I go to the front of the machine to relieve myself, he stayed at the opposite side of the machine at the back, talking to me so for the shits of it. I let out the best whoop I have ever done! and he cheered me on for it. So, all done I come back to my side of the rear of the machine to continue talking with him. A few minutes later in the conversation he lights up a cigarette and with that pause in the conversation comes this huge crack of a limb getting busted right behind us, about 30 yards both of our eyes get big. We sit for a bit and once we start talking again there is this huge thud right behind my buddy and he starts yelling, "f this lets go." so we both jump into his machine and right before he takes off I shine my spotlight through the back of his buggy to see this huge dark figure with its arm's down. He punched the gas as we came to the creek crossing he never slowed down it was a wall of water on the buggy with both crossings and as we flew up the switch backs I had to tell him to calm down before he wrecks and send us back down the mountain to that things feet. The whole time out of there that goofy basterd was screaming there not supposed to be real and if they are real, they don't live here in Colorado. So, after that wild hairy ride hitting every puddle and lighting him 3 smokes he asked for another. I told him to stop and light one himself we are in the clear now! So, he stops and we are both really shook up. He lights a smoke and we head back to camp. The next day after he leaves I leave my wife back at camp so she can sun bathe and I fly up to that location for answers what I find is a big limb that both my hands couldn't reach around that was broke off at least 12ft up on the tree and a rock right next to the peal out marks of his buggy that I could barely roll let alone pick up there was no smell with this big guy. I'm willing to bet he was in there earlier that day when he was shooting and realized it was the same dumb rednecks that came back and that was his polite way of saying get the heck out.

In the fall of 2018 I was with my same buddy and my youngest brother in-law and we headed up to where me and my buddy had are first experience together. well the forest service had done a lot of work up there on the ponds and one pond in particular had a lot going on there. Their was tracks witch I have pictures, there was a log thrown in the middle of the pond right after they finished digging it and my buddy is a big guy and him and my brother in-law couldn't pick it up we found the other end of the log and there was no drag marks just foot prints. so we get to a good look out and for a few hours its silent then around 8 pm the coyotes start going off all around then out of nowhere there's tree knocks and the worst deepest howling that completely shut the coyotes up. All I could say is it sounded like a wolf imitation but to me it sounded like a damn hell hound and the whole place goes silent and the same change happens to my brother in law he was almost brain washed quiet and he stayed that way even a few days later when he arrived home he just wouldn't talk but he's fine now.

Last spring of 2019, Wes I'm not sure what this is but I will tell the Division Of Wildlife was even looking for this thing. There were dogs killed, goats and chickens this thing was seen in daylight just moseying around by multiple people even a D.O.W agent saw it so I was told. So I have a very nice flock of chickens and ducks well when one of my mallard hens took to hatching her second batch of chicks the first batch a weasel got to them days before they where to hatch well I think it was a weasel anyway she made a nest up in the oak brush in my back yard and she hid herself good so after a few weeks her and the eggs just up and disappeared no egg shells like before on the first attempt her and the eggs gone. A month after that my daughter, my same brother in law from the prev encounter and myself where heading out to shed horn hunt. My wife calls me to say there is a huge bobcat in our yard, so I told her to shoot it. So she runs out in the front of my house 22 mag in hand and my mom behind her on the phone talking to me. So when my mom and wife get to the front of the yard after locking up the livestock they see this thing disappear behind the rimrock wall that borders my land and my mom still on the phone says "Dustin this isn't a bobcat or mountain lion ".My father is a taxidermist so mom knows what them critters look like. Once myself and my kid and brother in-law get home my wife tells me what she saw it was a tan cat thing with very long legs, no tail, very tall pointy ears but the strangest of them all it had a canine muzzle. I have security cameras around the house but of course it didn't catch that critter. So I set up a trail camera right at the horse water trough that my wife seen it at. So after three days of it being set up we took it down and the images where very hard to explain. It took video of me setting it up of course and my brother in-law testing it out and one of the ducks in the water trough but after that the only thing it videoed was me anytime I walked by it, it had me but not the ducks that swim in there all day long, I saw my kids dancing in front of it and the many deer and elk that we know drink from there hell we got them on my security camera drinking there but not on the game camera. Two days later myself and my brother in law where on my back wraparound porch talking about the next days shed hunting plans when just over his head on top of the rimrock wall under a cedar tree I could see this thing looking at us. So told him I would be right back and went inside grabbed my 223 rifle and stepped out to find it still in the same spot I put the gun up found it in the scope and oh god the face on it ugh I touched my gun off and we heard it hit and it jumped back but once we got up there to where I saw it all I found was blood I never found a body and there has not been anymore animal killings after that."

Feb 21, 2020
SC EP:625 Dragged Off By A Monkey

Happy Valentines Day! A listener writes “I have a few encounters myself with something I can’t explain but my ex-girlfriend had a monkey thing try and drag her to the woods when she was about two years old.

Her uncle came outside when she started screaming and it let go of her then it grabbed their dog and drug it up a tree her uncle grabbed her ran inside got a gun and shot it and killed it. They called the sheriff’s department and they came out and told them to dig a hole and burn it then cover it up and as far as to my knowledge its still there in the ground because they said nothing came and took it out.. They said there was more then one of them but they only shot one little one.

I thought she was pulling my leg but when I went to her grandmother’s house she pulled out the newspaper clipping of the event happening its a small town in Indiana..”

Feb 14, 2020
SC EP:624 The Abomination

I will be welcoming Cliff to the show. Cliff is from Louisiana and has hunted his whole life. Cliff had an encounter with a wolf like creature he stumbled on while hunting. He said “I don’t know…I just don’t know but this thing terrified me, when it stood up it was 13-15 feet away from me and it was big. It turned and looked at me and it felt evil, I raised my gun and it took off. I have never seen anything like it before and I have never seen anything run as fast as this thing did.

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Feb 09, 2020
SC EP:622 What Was That?

Tonight I will be speaking to three eyewitnesses my first guest Carl writes "Hello my name is Carl and I'm 51 years old married and have a son . I have taken black bear and moose from Canada and hunted all my life and spent a lot time in the woods and hunted birds and all kinds of small game.

At 10 to 12 years old I was hunting on my own by myself and was taught to respect the land and animals that were on it. I knew what was in the woods and the sounds that it makes but what I saw that summer night changed the way I looked at nature and what resides in it. My story is from when I was around 12 or 13 years old living in the country in Ohio. The area I lived in was around 20 min from the Ohio river and interstate 70 but far enough out that it was rural farm and woodlands , very steep and hilly land at the foothills of the Appalachian mountains and just outside of a town called Martinsferry Ohio to give you an idea of the lay of the land . Not all that far from Salt Fork state park. Also known as the Ohio Valley or Tri State area bc you could be in Pennsylvania or West Virginia in a short drive . We owned 50 acres that had been in the family for years and was just really beautiful and great deer hunting. We had been in town to visit my grandparents on a Friday evening and was almost home driving down our lane to our house at around 10 pm.

My sister and I were riding in the back of the car, a 66 Buick no air conditioning with windows down bc it was a hot summer night. As we rounded the bend that the driveway that lead up to the garage door to our house the lights of the car shown across the yard and pond that was at the edge of the wood line and I saw a dark object that was walking at the edge of the woods on a path that my father keep cut going into the woods that he used to drive up into the woods to cut firewood.The opening to the woods was about 10 to 15 ft across. The creature I will call it was around 8 to 9 foot tall and was black from what I could see from the headlights. The creature had no eye shine but could see that it was black and almost absorbed the light as it hit it. It was huge and very broad .The car came to a stop and being stupid and wanting to know what it was I jumped out of the car and ran about 20 feet from the car to see if I could get a better look at what I just saw. The car was parked on the driveway and to the edge of the woods was about 25 yards or less. As soon as the car shut off I could hear yelping and crying that I instantly knew was puppies crying. My sister heard it and came running next to me and in a panic was asking me if that was our puppies that a dog we had just gave birth to a few weeks prior. The creature was still standing just inside the woods and I pointed it out to my sister and she saw it too. We yelled back to our parents and said something got the puppies! I don't know why to this day but if I knew then what I know now I would have never done what I'm going to tell you now.

Not realizing the danger that we where in. Myself and my sister ran towards the crying sounds and in our minds going to save the puppies, the sounds were not where I Saw the big creature standing. The sounds of crying were off to the left and in the woods. Well we only took about 3 to 5 steps and my father yelled at us to get our butts back there fearing it was coyote I think . When he yelled to us the creature standing in the path opening began to move off in the direction of the puppies crying and myself and my sister saw it moving and it moved so fast and disappeared instantly into the brush and woods , it only took 2 steps and it was across the opening. Then it sounded like a train was going through the woods with tree branches cracking and heavy footsteps. We could still hear our puppies crying and the noise stopped and the uneasy feeling was gone and dead silence accept for the crying. Not no birds no frogs from the pond , no crickets, nothing and that is very odd for that property bc if it was night time you could always hear the frogs in the pond in the summer. We asked our parents if they saw the figure standing and if they saw it run back into the woods they said no. He said that we were imagining something there and it was a trick of the car lights and shadows. My father got a flash light and myself and my sister and my father walked across the way and on the path in the woods and followed the sounds of the crying puppies and they were strung out and scattered in about a 20 to 30 yard area almost in a line. All 7 puppies were scared to death and shaking uncontrollably and peeing on themselves. Besides being scared they were not injured. The next day me and my sister walked into the woods and could see something or somethings tore through the woods about 50yards into a clearing that was cut by the power company bc we had high power wires and towers that cut through our property. There was no foot prints or impressions bc the ground was hard and dry from a hot summer and little rain that summer.The tree limbs were broken and some snapped off completely at a height of 7 ft high and you could see a clear path that had been tore through the brush and woods leading to the clearing. In the clearing it was no an open field , it was brier bushes and thickets and you could not just wall through it but there was tore pathways that been made.

We could not follow the tracks through the clearing bc of the thorns on the brier bushes so that stopped there. You could tell it was more than one creature that made its way through our woods that night . These things had come up to our porch and took these pups out of a large cardboard box that we made for them that was tall enough that they could not get out but the mother could step in and out of. The mother dog was missing that night and we didn't see her for a couple days and when we did find her she was hiding under a deck on the back of the house and was very scared and didn't want to come out . Very odd of her bc she was always friendly and not shy. I think these creatures were going to eat the puppies and we just happened to come along when they were in the act of stealing them. I can't to this day figure out why these things dropped the puppies and ran , especially for their size. My sister and I asked our parents what they thought it was that took the pups and they said that the mother lead the puppies there and then left them in the woods. I was never really scared after that day to be in the woods but was always on high alert at night in the woods . As I grew older and hunted the land and surrounding land in the areas I sometimes felt like I was being watched at times and came across what is known now as nest and tree breaks and structures but really never put 2 and 2 together until later in life when I saw Bigfoot programs and things on the internet investigating the subject. That's my story and never told anyone about it in fear of being called crazy and ridiculed. I tried to talk to my father years ago about what happened that night and what I saw and he laughed it off and said I must have imagined it being I was a kid with a big imagination. Thank you for a place or outlet to tell my story and really love your show and hearing other people and their encounters. Thank you for your time.

Scott writes "My encounter took place in the fall of 1983 or 1984. Me and a friend were coming back from getting Pizza around 6:30 at night as you know in the fall the sun goes down early so it was quite dark along this stretch of road. This road was 2 lanes with a 3-foot berm that was 2 or 3 feet lower than the fields beside the road. we were coming around a corner and we saw a dark mass standing on the side of the road. When we got closer we could see it was brown and very tall, my friend had a Subaru that had a sunroof in it and when we drove by it looked down at us it's head was over the road and I look through the sunroof and its head was right there. I couldn't make out any facial features but the eye shine was red. We just looked at each other and said did you just see that we both agreed we did and agreed not to say anything about it. Because people would think we were crazy.

I did go back to the location the next morning and looked around but I didn't see any tracks just some mashed down grass.

Judging from the distance from the road it had to be a least 9 and a half to 10 feet tall. That was the first and last time I saw anything."

We wrap up with Jason and he comes to us from Upstate NY. He will be sharing his encounters with us including a strange object in the sky.

Feb 02, 2020
SC EP:620 This Thing Was Looking In My Deer Blind

Winston writes "I had an encounter in 2010 from central Texas. I saw this thing from head to toe....within 30 to 40 yards from me. No obstructions between us. I seen it all....muscles moving under the fur, the mid tarsal break halfway up the foot, it’s face....everything." Spoke to the eyewitness and he said "I was heading towards my deer blind and I smelled what smelled like a dead animal. This thing was looking in my deer blind....I was shocked..."


I drew what I seen and put a quick me side beside it for comparison"

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I will be welcoming Pat to the show who is a military veteran from Canada. He will be sharing his Sasquatch encounters with us. When I spoke to the witness he said "I wanted to tell you about this strange black dog I had a run in with in Afghanistan. It was jet black and seem to show up out of no where. I think it was more of an entity than a dog." I have heard about two dozen accounts of veterans describing these large jet black dogs in Iraq and Afghanistan. I have searched the web but it is hard to find any information on it.


Jan 26, 2020
SC EP:618 I Thought It Was A Man

I will be welcoming two guests to the show one witness had an encounter in Washington State the other witness had an encounter in Canada. Both witnesses thought they were looking at a bear until the creature got up on two legs and walked off. The witness who had the encounter in Washington State said “I wasn’t sure what I was looking at, I thought it was a strange bear until it popped up on two legs and walked off like a man.”

Jan 19, 2020
SC EP:616 I Chased This Creature Across A Walnut Orchard

Spoke to the eyewitness and he went into great detail about what they saw that day. He said “We were doing work for my father on the property when this thing showed up. Keep in mind this is the late 50’s and no one talked about Bigfoot or Sasquatch like they do today. I got a great look at it, we tried to keep up with it in this 1941 pickup. I would be happy to come on and share what I saw many years ago. I eventually became a police officer and never spoke about what I saw. There was other strange things going on that property but it was always blamed on something else.

Jan 12, 2020
SC EP:614 A Creature Interrupts The Hunt

Spoke to the witness and he said “I was using my hen call and I was getting no response from anything it was pin drop quiet with a slight fall breeze every now and again would pick up. I came to the edge and I could see the shelf and it was empty no turkey’s so I went down to see if I could find a track. Once I popped over the edge it hit me the feeling of like I am being watched looking for tracks.

I ignored it thinking it was just a squirrel or something so I ignored it continuing my investigation for the disappearing Turkey. I looked for about 10 minutes duck walking around looking for tracks when I stood up next to this tree looking down into the ravine with my gun propped on my boot like Daniel Boone would with his Kentucky long rifle. This overwhelming feeling like I was being watched was still in the back of my head when my brain said “TURN AROUND NOW!” so I did and as I turned from the corner of my eye I saw a massive red, brown auburn blur retreat from the edge which I just dropped down from.

My first though was oh it was a deer but then it occurred to me why didn’t I hear leaves crunching or it running through branches? So I said maybe it was my eyes playing with me so I tried to recreate the “blur” and I couldn’t. I will not lie when I say at 17 in the woods with the cannon I was carrying at this moment I was scared shi#less. My heart was racing and the adrenaline kicked in. I raised that shotgun to my shoulder and I started walking back along this shelf heading south back to the camper because it came right out to the driveway within eye site of our camper.”

He went on to say “A lot has happened, we returned to the area and this thing or things are still in the area. I have found a lot of strange structures what appear to be hunting blinds. My friend was roared at.”

Jan 05, 2020
SC EP:612 The Last Show

The Last Show of 2019. A listener writes “When I was a child at my grandparents farm. I was playing outside when I saw a little animal as I approached the little one a big one came from behind a tree.

He motion for me to come to him I backed away then he pointed at the baby then pointed at me and wave for me to come. I started towards him and he stepped towards me then my grandma yelled for me to come to the house he heard her and blended behind the tree that when I noticed there were more and they all disappeared.

The baby crawled like a cat. Both my brothers had encounters so has my dad. I was also hit in the head with a rock once. I lived in southern Arkansas when this all happened.

Sorry for the messiness of the email doing it on my phone. If you would like to hear the story I would like to tell you about it I’ve never told anyone because I felt crazy.”


A listener writes “It was about twenty years ago when I was working as a hunting guide for Rocky Mountain Hunting Consultants. I had been on a deer hunt for about three days guiding two Germans and a man from Switzerland. The afternoon of the third day I had a little time to do some of my own hunting.

I had never been in this particular area before but the country looked really promising. I made my way up a mountain ridge, hiked across the top of the mountain, down through a canyon and onto a side hill, maybe three miles from where I started hiking. I found a spot that seemed like a perfect place to sit and watch until the sun went down.

Earlier that day I had been hunting with two other guides and from where I was sitting I could see them through my binoculars on the top of the mountain looking down into the canyon to where I was setting . I was pretty sure that below me there would be a trail that would make its way back up to the canyon to the pass where the trucks were parked.

I sat there for about two hours watching all the country roundabout looking for a Majestic buck. About 20 minutes before it got dark I heard a loud screaming or roaring sound echoing through the canyon between me and the truck. It was in the bottom of the canyon and exactly where I thought the trail was that I needed to be on as I would work my way back to the trail head. I had never heard anything like this before and there is no way I can adequately describe the sound and screams that it made. I don’t know if it was a call or a warning to stay clear but It was loud, it was relentless, and honestly it scared me.

Now I have spent a lot of time in the mountains and I’ve heard elk and bear and moose and cougars, any of the number of other animals that you can think of, and whatever this was, it wasn’t anything I had ever heard before. I thought the screaming would stop in a few minutes but it didn’t. It continued on and on.

I looked through my binoculars back to the top of the mountain where the other two guides had been. It was obvious that they could hear the same thing, because they jumped up to their feet and took off in the opposite direction of whatever was making the sound.

I thought that the screaming would stop pretty soon and whatever was doing it would move off. Then I would be able to find the trail and make my way to the truck. However the screaming just continued on and on. My next thought was that when I turned my flashlight on and started walking up the trail that the light would spook whatever it was and it would move off. Finally it got dark and was time for me to make my way up the trail. It wasn’t just dark It was pitch black because it was cloudy and there were no stars or moon, and yes the screaming still continued.

I reached into my backpack pulled out my flashlight and when I turned it on the battery had gone totally dead. So now I had no flashlight and there was no way to take an alternate route around the whatever creature was in my path. So I determined I would find my way to the trail and walk straight in the direction of whatever it was that was that was making sure that everything on the mountain knew it was there and to stay clear . At this point the screaming had gone on for 30 or 40 minutes continuously. I had convinced myself that whatever it was, it was big, and I mean real big and it wasn’t happy.

Now I’m not saying what I thought it was that I was going to face but you can probably figure it out. Okay maybe I’m a coward but I put a bullet in the magazine of my rifle, put my finger on the trigger and started making my way up the trail. The closer I got the louder it screamed and scarier it sounded. and it seemed like it was getting bigger and more dangerous the closer I got. If I were asked I would say it sounded eight or nine feet tall. At one point I was twenty or thirty yards from it and it was still in the middle of the trail screaming, it was still holding its ground and there was nowhere for me to go. So I stood there and waited for what seemed like several minutes, finger still on the trigger and pointing the gun in the direction of the screams. I know it sounds crazy, how did I get myself in this situation. There I was, just a few yards from whatever creature this was and it was so dark that I couldn’t quite make out the figure that stood in the trail in front of me. The truth is I was scared out of my mind, my heart was racing and it was all that I could do to not to panic and shoot into the dark. After what seemed like several minutes it slowly gave way and I could almost see it as I heard it climb up the hill side and out of my path.

I quickly made my way up the lightless trail stumbling over rocks and debris as I made my way to the trail head not knowing what it was that I was leaving behind me. Thirty to forty minutes farther up the trail I finally reached the truck where the outfitter, two other guides and three hunters were waiting for me. What was it they asked? I don’t know, was my reply. “Why didn’t you come and rescue me?” All they could say was, “we weren’t going to go down there!”

Dec 28, 2019
SC EP:610 Encounters With The Strange

A listener writes “I’ve debated sending this email. I honestly wrote off this particular experience as an over active imagination as a youngster but after listening to your podcast for about a month now I am wondering.

When I was about 10 I saw a “predator”-esque large human shape in a tree in my backyard. I had not seen the predator movie until 2 years later or so but when I did I immediately went back to what I witnessed.

I have also experienced ghosts, angels and demons. And when I saw some glowing red eyes out of a back window at a small church I was a pastor at I initially thought it (again) my imagination. However, I gotta say I think it may have been something different.

Not sure if this is any interest to you but having heard several other folks offer similar stories has suggested a different potential answer to these experiences.

Just thought I would briefly share it with you.”

Dec 20, 2019
SC EP:609 I Do Not Hunt Anymore

A listener writes “Okay so I want to start from the beginning. This is what happened to me. I would like to say I used to be an avid outdoors-men, fisherman and hunter. I grew up camping and backpacking. I began hunting deer and hog as an adult just so I had the skill, as well as, teaching myself some basic tracking skills by reading and applying books by Tom Brown, Jr. I am no expert but experienced enough in the outdoors to know sounds and tracks of basic animals running around in my area. I stick mainly to fishing and some backpacking with friends now.

So anyways, it was the fall of 2007, It was a weekday in early September and still extremely hot down here In Texas. I was busy getting back to things that keep me whole; Kayaking, fishing, camping and since it was fall; dove, deer and hog hunting.

I decided I was going to try and get the deer hitting some feeders, at least predictably, on a piece of family property in Lavaca County, TX. The overall area of the property is around 300 acres, but the family property was only about 60 of that with access to a couple of tanks and a creek that borders the Northwest side of the property. We had free range of all the property really, we just had to be cautious of the cattle when shooting and let everyone know where we were hunting. It was parceled out along time ago, sold off in pieces to another family over time. Another story all together.

As I was saying, there is a fairly good size Creek bordering part of the property and I usually hunted in a secluded clearing about a hundred yards from this creek. Texas brush and oak trees surround this clearing, and the game criss-cross the whole area at all times of the day in all directions since not many people go back there. There is a road that cuts through the area and that is where I will start.

It had been a few years since I had been to this area and at the time there was very little visitation by the family. The animal signs were clear to anyone paying attention but there is no telling how old, new, or regular it was and what would change come the rut. It was always pretty obvious where the pigs were rooting in the pastures. The soil is very sandy and can get hard packed in some areas during the hot months and turn to quicksand pretty quick after a rain.

So, I was doing something I had never done before in the area, which is hang deer corn bucket feeders and jamming apple blocks up in a tree about 7 ft. up at a branch-trunk intersection. Just taking a dual approach to get the deer habituated. The tree itself was about 6-8ft. Off the road and right by a game trail exit from the brush and an area of secondary cover. My thought was, basically, try to give the deer more reason to come out of the cover and commit to coming to this area for food. Heavy acorn drops tend to keep the deer and hogs in the cover. Anyway, this would happen right in front of an oak tree I would sit under some 50 to 60 yards away. Little did I know it would lure something else as well.

Let me say, whenever I visit this area I always carry a pistol, ever since family had a close call with a bedded hog in the middle of the day during some clearing operations they were performing elsewhere on the property. I had made it a practice when I was not hunting to carry a .40 caliber when out on the property.

So, I had come to fill and set the block and fill feeders several times in the previous weeks and was always amazed at the block being absolutely gone on every visit, yet the feeders would only be half gone. There was no evidence on trees of hoof scuffs, or pushed down brush around the tree by cattle, and certainly not tracks. As I stated, the ground is way to sun baked and hard this time of the year for tracks to stay, unless it happens during a heavy rain. So, I figured there was heavy traffic, I just couldn’t see any sign. The tall dry grass in the field being pushed down slightly showed evidence of traffic through to the corn feeder directly opposite the apple block about 70 yards. So, figured maybe the raccoons were getting it. I never had much luck with game cams at this point, so I didn’t bother. I would just trust the sign.

I remember very clearly driving in from the main road that day, it was hot, mid afternoon, and I was completely alone, as usual for a mid-week replenishment trip. I pulled down the long road that cut across the property and by the apple block tree and pulled a U-turn. Gathering my pistol and holster and clipping it on my belt , I put the truck in park and left it running, blaring a Stevie Ray CD. Little Wing was playing, if I recall correctly. I closed the door behind me, and went to the back of the truck to pull the tailgate down and grab the 25 lb. Apple block out of the back. I could still hear the tunes well enough, even though they were muffled. I unwrapped the block and tossed the plastic wrapper in the truck bed and approached the tree. Wow, block is gone and, as usual, really strange that nothing seemed disturbed in the area. I placed the block so high in order to rule out any cattle traffic. The deer can reach, but the cows cannot.

Moving on, I decided to walk back into another small , semi-cleared area behind the apple block tree before driving across the clearing to the bucket. The smaller area had a burnt out tree, most likely from a lightening strike long ago, that was surrounded with brush that was pretty much center of the clearing. It gave the tree a kind of mushroom look and the brush area created a kind of little island appearance in the clearing. It is an estimated 30 yard diameter across the clearing and game trails enter and leave this area at several vectors. I just wanted to see if there was any fresh sign, aside from tracks. None at first glance. I then moved across the small clearing and around the tree and brush, I squatted just to look at the grass and entrances to the brush. Just staring back into the brush to see if I could see a twitch of a tail or an ear. After 5 or 10 minutes ….Nothing. So, I stood up, turned and took step back around the island of brush in the little clearing/secondary cover heading towards the truck, which was still running by the way, that is when I heard, then felt and then briefly and vaguely saw the scariest thing I have ever encountered, anywhere. It was the longest 1 1/2 to 2 minutes of my life. It felt like I was moving in slow motion

I heard the raspy, gruff high pitched scream almost simultaneous during my standing and about face to move in it’s direction, and looked up at an angle in the place where I thought it originated. I did not see anything, but I definitely heard it. I could feel the steps it took as it started to run away. Looking back, I think it was startled in my sudden change of position or was having issues locating me. Anyway, I looked up, what would be up, what the hell would be up? What the….hell…was that? I stepped forward once and I drew my gun and pointed in the direction almost immediately. Then started to back up and point my gun in the direction of the running sound and the outline of the figure I could see running on the other side of the brush island.

I heard heavy bipedal, yep, bipedal foot falls. It was moving from my left to right away towards the opposite corner of where I stood. I presume that is the direction it originated. As I back-pedaled, I tried to see through the brush and squinted and squatted in order to see though the other side. It was heavy, I could feel its foot falls through the ground, and question if I heard heavy breathing. I could make out 2 legs in a blur through the brush. Three steps mister- it took three steps. “Did I miss one?”, I thought. Then I could barely make out something going from two legs to four and hitting the brush line. Gone. I listened to cracking trees and brush crumpling in it’s path for a few more seconds then, silence. Except for now I noticed my truck running and the music playing again.

Frozen, I waited a few seconds, it felt like an eternity, I had to remind myself to move. Then willed myself to start to move through the area where it stood or where I thought it had stood between me and my running truck. Gun still drawn and pointed intl the direction it hit the brush-line. I look for any sign or track of where it stood, but nothing.

17 paces or so, and no sign. I am 5’7 and I think my normal stride is about 2 1/2 feet. So, I am obviously trying to doing math as quick as I can in my head trying to rationalize all these inputs and maybe calculate how big this thing is, “no time”, I tell myself. I just know I had to look up at this sound of something running on two legs. What the fuck!? I am an inspector, and analyzing information is what I do for a living. It just does not jive with anything I have known. This does not make sense. Anyway something that big moved up on me….while I was aware and listening. At least I thought I was aware. From this vantage point looking at where it ran, I can clearly see the path where it hit the brush line.

I am in awe and afraid, and feeling extremely vulnerable. All senses are going in overdrive. Is there only one? I continued to check my immediate surroundings and considered options. Do I chase to see? I am alone and that thing was big. Not a good idea…just bad news in that direction. It just feels bad and my head is on a swivel. Extremely vulnerable here. “Just get fucking moving man!” I tell myself, “Put some metal in between you and this, whatever it is.” I knew I still have to drive in the direction it ran to get out of there.

I decided to move slowly back to the truck because I figured it was still within a 100-150 yards, probably stopped in the safety of cover and was watching or waiting the same as me, and as I stepped out of the treeline I peered down the road, pistol at the ready pointed down the road that paralleled the direction it traveled…. nothing. Not a sound but my truck behind me.

After checking the road and scanning the area as I moved, I hurriedly backed up to the truck, jumped in the front seat and slowly rolled down the road, pistol in one hand, looking to my right both hoping and dreading to see something, anything that might help explain what had just happened.

Clearing the outer treeline and looking in the rear view, I gave it some gas. Obscuring the rear view with dust and bust still checking the tree-lines until reaching the upper pasture. Got to the gate and moved with a purpose opening, pulling through, and closing and locking it behind me. Then high tailing it to the main road.

30 minutes down the road and sitting at a gas station, I think is when I finally slowed down enough to feel comfortable actually trying to rationalize what happened. “I never heard that sound before,” I said to myself aloud. “I could feel the scream.” Just still in utter disbelief. I would have to scour the internet for sounds when I get back to the house. To much to suppose without any additional information on animal sounds.

The research online went well into the night and days ahead. I had slow service. Unfortunately, the search, coffee and being home did not make it better when I arrived back to home. There would not be any sleep until late. I scoured the internet for answers collecting animal scream/screech recordings that exhibited even a portion of the sounds I heard. I ended up searching for several days, and still do. I finally ran across some sounds from Northern California back in the seventies. It was not exact, but it was close. I spent that night drifting off too sleep and coming to terms with a possible Bigfoot encounter in Texas?

Opening day came a few months later, extremely windy and rainy, it felt ominous. Also, knowing what may be out there now. Upon reaching some uncomfortable conclusions, or at least possible conclusions. I knew and had been unable to fully process the explanation for what I had experienced, it was hard to articulate to someone all that was running through my head. It was profound, eye-opening and all those things people say when something terrifyingly unexpected happens. So, opening day, Five A.M. came early and I was ready, until 2 seconds passed after waking up, and I realized I could not bring myself to unzip my sleeping bag and step outside the trailer into the dark. I just could not. The thought of walking the road and crossing a section of high grass in the clearing to get to my oak tree was …well it was impossible. The happenings of that day came rushing back and I decided I would wait until daylight. By daybreak, it had turned dark and stormy. Winds were extremely high in the area, so I called it a day. Nothing would move, the animals would bed down. At least that was my excuse, I was just paralyzed and could not bring myself to go back there. I spent the rest of the day on the porch drinking coffee and staring into the area I would have been hunting. Watching for movement and contemplating the new reality I had to face upon every return to the wilderness, not just while hunting here, but everywhere else as well. If they were here, then where else?

It was Several years before I spoke of it and once I did, at least with friends and family, the ribbing and gag gifts flowed, but some confirmed their stories to me in private after hearing mine. When I first told the story, it was to my parents. It just happened. They had a look and then they began to talk about their strange events while camping or backpacking. It was a little surprising and I have wondered if they were just trying to ease my anxiety, or if it was common for outdoors people to have at least one experience that they just can not be solved or explained away. I know one person I spoke to decided backpacking was not for them anymore after an experience in North Carolina back country, and it was the reason the equipment was gifted to me.

Several more years had passed before I would attempt to hunt the area again. This time just for hogs that we’re rooting up the pastures and roads. I assumed they were using the Creek bed to move in and out of the area while it was dry. I was aware when moving about the property and as I hung a feeder that would consequently be destroyed in a week’s time. A plastic 5 gallon bucket with an automated drop feeder attached to the bottom, locked up and hung just over a secluded area on a Creek bank – destroyed. Like some had taken a bat to it like a pinata. I had a small game Camera pointed directly at it from above the embankment across the creek with no photos to show what caused the destruction. Odd but coupled with previous experience, maybe relevant.

I tried joining the Texas BFRO as a researcher and even had an interview with 3 guys at a waffle house. I told them my story and that I wanted to be a part of figuring this out, but they never called back. I even asked them to come out to my family property to take a look and file a report. I was disappointed with the lack of action, and it always made me wonder how many reports were not being taken because of some gatekeeper somewhere.

A couple more years had passed as I worked on running my own business. I took my best friend out on a bitter night in January to see about some hog issues. We set up a truck blind in the middle of the pasture. Got set up just after dark. It was about 12:20am, cold and extremely clear and still night. We heard a scream come from the wash that split two pastures. “That was not a cow”, he said. My best friend, and absolute skeptic, who I told about my encounter, and from whom I endured plenty of ribbing and gag gifts. Now he heard something he could not explain. A Marine and someone who does not get rattled had a wide eyed look of surprise. This scream was higher pitched and longer. It actually sounded angry. After years of thinking about the first, I remember it more as a startled/surprise scream. Anyway, this scream coming from the wash was east of where the truck sat about a hundred yards. It did not sound happy. We sat for about 10 minutes after the scream and we decided to pack up and head out.

I have listened to some of your shows and I can agree with one person, that having an experience is probably something akin to PTSD. It never leaves you. I carry now as a result, a large caliber, even for my limited trips to the woods or camping, although, how much is enough? I say limited because this has limited my going anywhere since I do not have many people that will go the wilderness areas that I like, and I refuse to go alone. I tried a day hike alone in an area north of Lake Conroe once. I was alone and it was another eerily quiet morning in the woods. I just had a feeling, and decided to turn it around and get the hell out.

I have a kid now and letting her know the wilderness is constantly on my mind. I have really fond memories of experiencing the western mountains as a kid and Appalachian mountains as an teenager. How clueless I was to the possible danger? She is 3 and ready to explore, but this certainly has an effect on how I choose to let her know the outdoors. The more reading and listening I do only serves to increase the concern I have for her in some of the places I love to go and some of the places I want her to visit.

I would like to say I appreciate what you have done with the show and to all of those that have come forward to share. I think in some ways it serves to heal through validation and community for a lot of us. It feels safe and non-judgmental. I think the rest of the community could learn a thing or two. It is the only reason I am writing this to you. I listen/use your show, not only to learn, but help myself come to terms because in a lot of ways I am still trying to deal.

Additionally, In a lot of ways you are cataloging these experiences for posterity.”


Travel Channel: Expedition Bigfoot

Check it out tonight: “With one team member down, Russell and Mireya must forge ahead and return to the forest to hunt down their leads. Their intensive investigations uncover the group’s first pieces of potential Bigfoot evidence.”

Dec 15, 2019
SC EP:607 Expedition Bigfoot

Tonight Expedition Bigfoot debuts on the Travel Channel. Russell Acord will be stopping by to discuss the new show and what we can expect. Here is a description of the show “An elite team of Sasquatch specialists journey into the unforgiving Oregon wilderness in search of Bigfoot. The three-week expedition, based on science and expertise, may finally pull the elusive beast out of the pages of legend and lore and into reality.”

Here is more information.

Bill will also be joining the show and sharing encounters he has had on his property in NY. Bill said "We always had strange sounds and odd things go on that property. It has been in my family for years. My son saw what was causing all of the strange occurrences. Here is a drawing of what he saw on the property.

Dec 08, 2019
SC EP:604 Best of Sasquatch Chronicles III

I hope everyone is enjoying some time off spending time with loved ones. I decided to release the best of volume three before thanksgiving. I will see the members back on Friday. Happy holidays everyone.

Nov 27, 2019
SC EP:603 Strange Encounters

A listener writes "My first encounter was in 2011 in Highlands, NC, the Nantahala, in what was basically my back yard. I didn't know what it was until later. I sort of let it go. My next encounter was with a friend outside of Fletcher, Nc. We were charged by a (roughly) 7 foot individual in the dark... then lights appeared and my paradigm started to change after that. I had to figure out what this was. So, in 2013 I started my investigations almost daily."

Nov 25, 2019
SC EP:601 This thing was WHITE yes WHITE!!

A listener writes “Summer of 1989 a few friends and I “6 to be exact” decided to go to a very rural gravel backroad to party, drink etc. In my home state of Virginia. We all piled in my buddies Toyota 4wd pickup and headed out, it was a terribly hot and humid night, but very clear with a full moon.

One of my friends was a female, who would sneak out to be with her boyfriend “One of my other friends with me”. We arrived somewhere close to 11PM and began to drink, laugh, and kid around. We had the radio going, but not very loud at all. Out of nowhere we heard a HUGE CRASH, sounded just like something fell out of a tree “Looking back I’m convinced that’s what it was” immediately after that we could hear VERY heavy footsteps. I’ve been in the woods all my life, and have heard about everything walking. This thing was different, it was MOST DEFINITELY walking on 2 legs. It circled us for what seemed like FOREVER roughly 50 to 75 yards deep in the treeline. The area is so thick I had a 1 million candlelight spotlight and it wouldn’t penetrate the cover. It was making VERY unusual deep grunting/growling sounds. One thing I noticed looking back was there were NO usual forest sounds. No cicadas “Which flood Virginia” in the Summer. No frogs, no crickets, no whiperwills NOTHING. We tracked the sounds to about 150 to 200 yards behind us, all of a sudden this thing let loose a ROAR that I could NEVER even attempt to explain. We FELT IT from that distance, it scared us to DEATH.

Immediately after the roar it stepped out of the treeline to give us our first glimpse. This thing was MASSIVE at least 8ft tall and 4ft wide. This thing was WHITE yes WHITE!! It climbed what looked to be a 30ft bank up to the road in about 3 steps. Immediately we scrambled to get in the truck, I was driving and floored the gas spinning gravel. It was on top of us in a matter of seconds, one of my buddies hit it with a 30 ton bottle Jack that was in the back of the truck and it just bounced off. It scared us so bad that 3 of us lost control of our bladders. The girl I mentioned earlier that snuck out, she had a nervous breakdown she was FRANTIC!! We had to take her home to her parents “Who had no idea she’d even left the house” and try to explain to them what had happened.”

Nov 17, 2019
SC EP:599 I Was Looking At This Creature

Shiloh writes So I'm writing this because my uncle has urged me to do it. I had a big foot encounter when I was 17-18 driving home late one night. It was literally right in front of our farm. I've also had three other incidences where I've heard monkey sounds in our words and have been screamed out on two occasions When taking care of my uncles dogs. It always happens the same time of year. And I'm getting ready to take care of my uncle's dogs again and I figured I would say something at this point because it's pretty much like clockwork that the same things happen. My uncle also had an encounter while burning Grass along his Fence line."

Melissa writes “In December of 2017 I saw a being from my back porch. I have told no one but my husband and I only told him because I wanted to protect him, make him aware to be on guard.And then I didn’t even tell him exactly what I saw, just to be careful because I saw a shadow of a huge animal about 150 feet from our house. My mind was overwhelmed and for a long time I called it a shadow but, in reality it was the creature I was looking at. It doesn’t feel right to call it a Sasquatch or a bigfoot, It looked and felt way to ominous to be just an undiscovered hairy hominid.

It was early December, possibly late November, around 7:30 pm, dark outside except for an exceptionally bright moon, they mentioned the bright moon on the news earlier and that was the only way I would have seen it. My husband was going somewhere and I walked out talking to him as he was leaving, I glanced to the right and saw it and to this day I have no idea what I was saying at the time, I stopped talking and just stared. The next thing I remember is looking up at my husband and he was looking down at me like, well, go on, what is the matter with you? We talk about everything but, all I could do was say, be careful, I love you, have a good time. He looked at me funny and said ok. I watched him get in his truck and leave, to make sure he wasn’t out there and I couldn’t see it anymore, so I went inside and locked the door.

I could only see it from the bottom of his bicep up, a huge bicep, I kept focusing on that. Because the moon was shining on the white siding of a building next door. Here’s the thing that shuts me up, the siding was only on the second story of that building, above a garage door opening where, now abandoned, big trucks were stored. I am trembling now. Dear God, how tall does that make it? The shadow was the darkest black I have ever seen and the whole silhouette was that same color. The only movement was from side to side, like it was gliding on a skateboard. It had a protruding brow ridge and mouth and the nose was completely flat in between, it was a side view.

Nov 10, 2019
SC EP:597 Bigfoot Odyssey

Kerry Arnold returns to the show and it has been so long since I have had him on he recounts his encounter again. Kerry shares what he has learned since his encounter and also an upcoming expedition he has in Florida. its going to be a great follow up show!

Check out his YouTube below:

Nov 03, 2019
Bonus Show: Randy White “The Manster”

i am traveling this week. I met hall of fame legend Randy White while I am down here in Dallas. I could not pass up the opportunity to interview him. This will be a bonus show, it has nothing to do with Sasquatch but if you enjoy football you will love this interview.Randy White is a former American football defensive tackle. He attended the University of Maryland from 1971 to 1974, and played professionally for the Dallas Cowboys from 1975 to 1988. He is a member of the College Football Hall of Fame (1994), the Pro Football Hall of Fame (1994) and the Delaware Sports Museum and Hall of Fame.

Oct 25, 2019
SC EP:593 Terror On The Job Site

Spoke to Doug and he had a scary encounter on a job site in the California mountains. Several creatures showed up and were very aggressive. Doug was bluff charged trying to leave the area. There was damage to his car from the rocks being thrown.

I was trying to figure out why there was so much aggression towards a guy working. The answer might surprise you.

Oct 25, 2019
SC EP:592 Confessions Of A Retired Police Officer

Kurt writes “I had an incident in 1995 in Northern Michigan that I would like to run by you. I was jogging and this thing got up and took off running. It looked like shaquille o neal in a ghillie suit. I have never disclosed this to anyone but my wife…… but now that I am retired (training units only), I’m not so nervous about speaking about it.”

Spoke to Kurt in depth about his encounter including other strange calls he has been on. One account Kurt relates was a call where the home owner said there was a prowler on the property. When the officer’s arrived they said there was large canine tracks around these peoples home. These tracks were larger than normal and there was scratch marks on the side of the house about 8-9 feet up.

Kurt relates “I got a call one time about a lady who said someone was walking on her roof. When we arrived we walked around her property and could not find anything. There was a lot of snow but as I shined my light up on the roof I saw what appeared to be footprints on this ladies roof. It was odd….I remember getting in my patrol car not sure what to make of this.”

Kurt will be sharing this and many more incidents that he encounter as a police officer. Join me as we pull the curtain back and take a look at law enforcement from behind the scenes.

Oct 20, 2019
SC EP:590 Big Game Hunter Shoots Sasquatch

Spoke to the witness and he said “I am a seasoned hunter, I have been a hunting guide in several states. I want to discuss with you about a time I shot one of these creatures in Idaho. Myself and several other hunters saw this thing including a deputy sheriff. I ended up shooting it as it came towards our camp.

I know some people say it looks human….this did not look human.

This wasn’t the first time I have seen the creature. Several years back my father and I had a run in with one in Colorado.

We will also be speaking to Amanda who is from Texas and will be sharing a strange encounter she had while doing trail maintenance.

Oct 13, 2019
SC EP:588 Vietnam Veteran Encounters Sasquatch

Eli said “I had two encounters the first one was when I was on leave for my 2nd tour in Vietnam. I was deer hunting and had a deer run up to my deer blind and lay down. I could not figure what it was doing. Shortly afterwards I saw what it was running from. I could not understand what kind of creature I was looking at and there was more than one. My second encounter happen about 16 years later and it became violent.

We were camping to going grouse hunting in northern Minnesota. Something picked up our tent with all of us in it and threw it a couple of feet to the side. I ended up shooting what I am sure was a bigfoot, three times with #7 bird shot from 20 to 30 ft away from me and my three companions”

*Truck Diver Interrupts The Creatures Hunt

Armando is a long haul truck driver and he stopped on the side of the road in Texas to use the bathroom. The driver’s little dog ran off into the woods. The witness said “I kept calling my dog to come back but he wasn’t coming back. I heard wild hogs and it sounded like they were running.

I heard one of the hogs make a sound and I thought oh my god they are killing my little dog. I went into the wood line and saw my dog and he was whining. He would not look at me, he was looking up in the tree. I looked back and up to see what he was looking at and I saw this monkey in a tree. It was huge! This thing vocalized and another one came running. This one was much larger and it was carrying something. I realized he was carrying a 200lbs hog in his arm. The one in the tree screamed at me and then the larger one screamed/roared at me. I thought I was dead. I just held my dog and was shaking…..”

Oct 06, 2019
SC EP:586 The Creature Never Took His Eyes Off Me

A listener writes “Thought I’d share an experience that I had back in the mid 80’s. Probably not as exciting as many of those encounters that I’ve heard on your podcast, but non-the-less interesting.

The entire experience was at least a 10 minute observation which I shall never forget. I am now 56 years old. This took place when I was in my early 20’s. Up in the high Sierra Nevada mountains, tucked away at about 7000 feet in the John Muir Wilderness, is a popular lake named Huntington Lake. I frequented this spot as I am an avid fisherman, hiker and love to explore. This lake has easy access with “the” main highway running through the area. So in the summer months it is quite populated with tourists and such. I would often fish the lake and hike the area.

When hiking I often times would exit the trails and go off on my own, equipped with essentials and, of course, a compass. I was coming down the mountain from an afternoon hike and found a beautiful scene too lovely to not sit and take in for a while. A small rock face, or ledge if you will, perched just 12 – 15 feet overlooking a mountain meadow surrounded by redwoods. A mile and a half down from there you could see Huntington Lake, which seemed so small considering it’s actual size. It was about 4 pm and I was sitting there, and had been for at least an hour, when I saw movement just to my left where the redwoods quit and the meadow began. Granted I was approximately 15 up on the rock ledge but the movement was not more than 25 feet or so from the rock ledge. At first I thought it was a bear or a deer due to the size of what I was able to see. As I watched further, it came out fully into the open, sniffing the air, reaching for various plants and bushes….nearly in complete silence. it would pull up a plant, or off a branch…and nibble on the leafy parts. Nope. Not a bear! Certainly not a deer! It was in the open and foraging about…unaware of my presence. The small cliff I was sitting on/in was somewhat concave so it kinda wrapped around me to a point so my perch must have been somewhat concealing. If this would have been a bear I would have been concerned. I was floored. Taken. Nearly mesmerized I could not believe nor comprehend what I was seeing! And it wasn’t like the creature was difficult to see. It was a matter of 20-25 feet from me as it worked it’s way toward the rock face that I was sitting on. The hair was orange. Similar to an orange cat. The hair under the arms from the armpits to about the wrists was longer, about 4 or 5 inches long. The skin light gray. Standing at approximately 7 feet tall, this thing was blowing my mind. I was too amazed to be afraid.

It had this permanent expression on its face like it was worried or sad. It wasn’t worried or sad….just had that look on it’s face. The face was nearly human. No ape looking attributes at all really. That is the part that freaked me out the most. It looked like a depiction of a Cro-Magnon. It was male. Undoubtedly male. Round – faced with a slightly pointy head…but not extremely pointed. Another thing that fascinated me was his eyes. They were the same orange-gold color as the hair. Mind – blowing. I still stand in amazement at what I saw. As he worked his way toward the rock cliff and me, I noticed him sniffing the air more frequently and looking around more. I figured he possibly had picked up on my scent. At this point he was no more than 20 feet from me. I would guess perhaps even closer. But I was up about 15 feet atop him on the cliff. Figuring that I had better make myself known to him rather than scare him…I softly said “Hi” and raised my right arm and waved it back and forth. He was startled and I could clearly see his eyebrows raise. He zoomed in on me instantly Freaky! He stood there not moving. I was feeling, for the first time, like “OH SHIT!”. What was this thing going to do? Or more specifically, do to ME? His eyes were larger than a human’s eyes but not by a whole lot. I could see whites on the insides and corners of the eyes. He stood there for what seemed like a minute but was probably less. Just looking at me. He didn’t seem angry or agitated. Mostly surprised that I was there. I was staring at him as well…probably for the same reasons. He then started walking off. His body turned but not his head.

He never took his eyes off me as he walked away. A part of me was glad that he was leaving me in peace. But the curiosity part of me didn’t want him to. He was still looking at me as he was walking away. I raised my arm and slowly waved and said “Don’t go.” This is going to really seem stupid but non-the-less true. He stopped for a moment and very slowly raised his right arm ever so slightly…then walked into the redwoods. I was relieved but stunned. I cannot believe that I asked it to stay! I don’t know what I was hoping for in doing that. I do believe that this being was very intelligent. It had a curiosity and wonderment just as we do. I also believe….no, I KNOW, that this creature could have pounded me into the earth like a hot knife goes through soft butter. But yet it chose not to. I am more than grateful for that.”

Sep 29, 2019
SC EP:584 She Was Feeding The Creatures Live Animals

Mike writes “I was born and raised in Natchez Mississippi and I had two encounters with what I know understand to be a sasquatch.

One encounter happened when I was about 7 years old and another time when I was maybe 20 or 21. As a young boy, I watched a neighbor give a cat and a raccoon to one of the giant creatures and there was a second one that crawled from behind her house like a giant spider and it gave me nightmares for quite some time. Another encounter happened when a friend and I were driving and we witnessed what looked like King Kong chasing a doe and a buck across the highway on a cold winter night we were heading to Fayette Mississippi from Natchez."


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Sep 21, 2019
SC EP: 581 HorrorHound Weekend Interviews

I was able to do a show with several guests while I was there. I wanted to include everyone who was unable to attend. My mic was damaged in transport so my voice sounds hollow. Several people sat down with me on the final day including Bob Gimlin, Travis Walton, Amy Bue and many more. I will see the members back on Sunday!

Sep 13, 2019
SC EP:580 Confessions Of A Pastor Part 2

Randy returns to the show. Tonight we discuss how Randy became a pastor. He had several life experiences that led up to where he is at in life. Randy started out in life working in a night club, what led to him becoming a pastor will surprise you.

Sep 07, 2019
SC EP:578 We Shot The Green River Monster

The Green River was dammed up to create an 8,210 acre lake, “Green River Lake.” During this time my friend’s family owned land on green River. Naturally, As the lake filled up, many caves in the area were flooded. We think that’s what drove the Sasquatch in this story out into the open and searching for new territory.

My friend and his cousin came down to the riverbank to do some target practice with their 22 rifles. They would walk up stream a ways, throw pop cans in the water, then run back down stream and wait for the pop cans (targets of choice) to float by.

While blowing the cans to smitherines, my friend’s cousin’s gun jammed.

They walked around a tree line, across a field and back up to their car which was sitting on the side of the road. They opened the trunk, sat on the back bumper, and began to dislodge the shell from his 22 rifle. As they were reloading they heard limbs snapping, they looked up and back toward the tree line they had just walked from. The tops of the trees were swaying wildly.

My friend’s cousin asked, “who let the elephant out?” They decided to check it out.

They closed the trunk and jogged back down across the field then walked quietly around the line of trees and back into the opening on the river bank where they had been standing moments before.

“Sam” not his name..said when they came into the opening something started screaming at them. They jumped and looked toward the scream….Standing on top of a deadfall was a creature covered in hair, his arms were above his head and he was waiving them back and forth in a left, right motion. Sam’s cousin spun the barrel of his rifle around and shot 5 times.

Sam said all five shot’s hit the creature in his chest area. He said he could hear the bullets landing almost like the sound of them hitting the water. The creature dropped his arms and fell straight back behind the deadfall. He hit with a large thud, then silence. The silence was very short lived. Sam’s cousin, started screaming, “I’ve killed our crazy uncle”

“I’ve killed our crazy uncle”

“I’ve killed our crazy uncle”

“He dressed up in a monkey suit to scare us and I’ve killed him.”

Sam told him, I don’t know what you’ve killed but it’s not our uncle. They were both in shock so holding onto each other they walked slowly over to the dead fall and looked over it to the back side. The creature was laying on its back and not moving. One of them (not sure which one) said, what the heck is it?

This stirred the creature, he opened his eyes and jumped up. They jumped back, turned and started running. The creature “galloped” away in one direction, the two cousins in the opposite. I say galloped because of the way he was swinging his arms.

Sep 01, 2019
SC EP:576 Confessions Of A Pastor
Aug 26, 2019
SC EP:574 Run And Don't Look Back
Aug 23, 2019
SC EP:573 It Huffed At Me And Ran Off
Aug 17, 2019
SC EP:571 Running With The Night
Aug 11, 2019
SC EP:569 Something At The Ranch
Aug 04, 2019
SC EP:568 Run Like Hell
Aug 04, 2019
SC EP:566 Strange Experience In Iraq
Jul 27, 2019
SC EP:564 Visitor On The Farm
Jul 21, 2019
SC EP:562 The Rock Throwing Howler Monkeys?
Jul 15, 2019
SC EP:560 I Almost Shot It - William Roe
Jul 11, 2019
SC EP:559 The Uninvited Guests
Jul 07, 2019
SC EP:558 Weekend Campfire Chat
Jul 07, 2019
SC EP:556 The Unexpected Sasquatch Encounter
Jun 29, 2019
SC EP:554 Sasquatch In The Desert
Jun 23, 2019
SC EP:552 Boy Scouts VS Sasquatch
Jun 21, 2019
SC EP:550 The Little Green Man
Jun 14, 2019
SC EP:549 The Stinky Homeless Man?
Jun 09, 2019
SC EP:547 Tree Jumping Creature
Jun 02, 2019
SC EP:545 Shots FIRED!
May 26, 2019
SC EP:543 Dogman In The Graveyard
May 19, 2019
SC EP:541 Houston Live Show Recap
May 16, 2019
SC EP:540 I Quit
May 15, 2019
SC EP:539 It Looked Directly At My Gun
May 06, 2019
SC EP:537 Do Not Point A Weapon At These Things
Apr 27, 2019
SC EP:535 Taken
Apr 21, 2019
SC EP:533 Chanting In The Woods
Apr 14, 2019
SC EP:531 It Had A Man’s Face
Apr 06, 2019
SC EP:529 The Beasts of Britain
Mar 31, 2019
SC EP:527 The Paranormal Portal
Mar 28, 2019
SC EP:526 Terrifying Night On The Appalachian Trail
Mar 24, 2019
SC EP:524 I Thought I Ran Into The Devil
Mar 17, 2019
SC EP:522 “Bigfoot Research”
Mar 10, 2019
SC EP:519 John Bindernagel Tribute
Feb 28, 2019
SC EP:518 Creepy Encounter With Something
Feb 24, 2019
SC EP:515 I Shouldn't Be Alive
Feb 16, 2019
SC EP:514 Encounters On The Property
Feb 09, 2019
SC EP:511 It Was No Damn Bear
Feb 01, 2019
SC EP:510 Creature At My Window
Jan 27, 2019
SC EP:507 Stalked in the woods
Jan 18, 2019
SC EP:506 The One Who Runs and Hides
Jan 14, 2019
SC EP:504 Mill Race Monster
Jan 07, 2019
SC EP:502 Monkey-Bears at the window
Dec 30, 2018
A Christmas Short Story
Dec 24, 2018
SC EP:500 Survivorman Les Stroud
Dec 22, 2018
SC EP:499 Dead Men Tell No Tales
Dec 16, 2018
SC EP:497 Do not pull over
Dec 09, 2018
SC EP:495 Don’t Look Behind You
Dec 03, 2018
SC EP:493 Best of Sasquatch Chronicles II
Nov 25, 2018
SC EP:492 Best of Sasquatch Chronicles
Nov 23, 2018
SC EP:490 Silent Invasion With Stan Gordon
Nov 17, 2018
SC EP:489 Two Strange Encounters
Nov 12, 2018
SC EP:487 I can still see it looking at me
Nov 05, 2018
SC EP:485 Navy Seal 1989 Fort Lewis
Oct 28, 2018
SC EP:483 It was an ape about 5 ft tall
Oct 21, 2018
SC EP:480 Female Bigfoot stalks and kills a hog
Oct 12, 2018
SC EP:479 The Truth About The Paracas Skulls
Oct 07, 2018
SC EP:477 A Real Life Monster
Sep 30, 2018
SC EP:475 Terror in the Woods II
Sep 26, 2018
SC EP:474 The one eyed Sasquatch
Sep 25, 2018
SC EP:473 Terror in the Woods
Sep 23, 2018
SC EP:471 The moments that change your life
Sep 16, 2018
SC EP:470 Rest Area Sasquatch Encounter
Sep 15, 2018
SC EP:468 The Devil's Lettuce And Bigfoot
Sep 08, 2018
SC EP:466 Fire in the sky
Sep 04, 2018
SC EP:464 The empty tent
Aug 24, 2018
SC EP:463 Homeland Security Sasquatch Expedition
Aug 19, 2018
SC EP:461 Crypto PTSD interview with Sasquatch Chronicles
Aug 15, 2018
SC EP:460 A massive human looking thing with red hair
Aug 12, 2018
SC EP:458 M.K. Davis and the Tire Talker
Aug 05, 2018
SC EP:456 The Pinecone Throwing Incident
Jul 29, 2018
SC EP:453 I still have PTSD from this
Jul 21, 2018
SC EP:452 I shot it in the throat
Jul 16, 2018
SC EP:450 Watch out of for the Boogerman!
Jul 09, 2018
SC EP:448 It’s face changed like it was mad
Jul 01, 2018
SC EP:446 Military veteran shares his encounters
Jun 24, 2018
SC EP:444 Hunter has intense encounter
Jun 17, 2018
SC EP:442 Sasquatch saves child
Jun 10, 2018
SC EP:441 My Grandfather's Property
Jun 08, 2018
SC EP:440 Something picked up our trailer
Jun 03, 2018
SC EP:438 I hit one with my car
May 27, 2018
SC EP:436 Hell itself opened up and unleashed a beast
May 20, 2018
SC EP:434 Strange Lights In The Woods
May 16, 2018
SC EP:433 They made themselves known
May 13, 2018
SC EP:431 Encounters with the unknown
May 08, 2018
SC EP:431 Encounters with the unknown
May 08, 2018
SC EP:429 Bob Gimlin Live Call In
May 05, 2018
SC EP:428 Sasquatch in Maine
Apr 29, 2018
SC EP: 426 I had to slam on my brakes
Apr 22, 2018
SC EP:424 Remembering Art Bell
Apr 18, 2018
SC EP:422 This haunts me to this day
Apr 14, 2018
SC EP:421 Chased out of the woods
Apr 08, 2018
SC EP:419 I would not believe it if I didn’t see it
Apr 01, 2018
SC EP:417 A Strange Night
Mar 25, 2018
SC EP:414 The creature started to rock the van
Mar 17, 2018
SC EP:413 Grassman gone wild
Mar 12, 2018
SC EP:411 River Monster Investigation
Mar 05, 2018
SC EP:408 I watched his expressions change on his face
Feb 24, 2018
SC EP:406 The Sasquatch Savant Theory
Feb 16, 2018
SC EP:405 I shot it!
Feb 12, 2018
SC EP:402 Giant chimpanzee on all fours chasing the deer
Feb 01, 2018
SC EP:401 Retired police officer's encounter
Jan 28, 2018
SC EP:399 Remembering John Bindernagel
Jan 20, 2018
SC EP:397 Bigfoot: West Coast Wild Men
Jan 12, 2018
SC EP:395 I saw a Dogman!
Jan 05, 2018
SC EP:393 The Christmas Show
Dec 25, 2017
SC EP:391 Mumbling in the woods
Dec 18, 2017
SC EP:389 Manitoba Bigfoot Encounter
Dec 15, 2017
SC EP:387 Native American Culture
Dec 08, 2017
SC EP:385 The dirty old man
Dec 01, 2017
SC EP:383 Sasquatch Court Case
Nov 24, 2017
SC EP:382 Bob Gimlin Returns
Nov 23, 2017
SC EP:381 Searching for the creatures
Nov 20, 2017
SC EP:378 Strange Property
Nov 10, 2017
SC EP:376 “The Dog”
Nov 03, 2017
SC EP:375 Investigating Bigfoot
Oct 29, 2017
SC EP:373 Bob Gimlin Speaks Out
Oct 26, 2017
SC EP:371 Sasquatch Language?
Oct 21, 2017
SC EP:368 Boy Scouts Encounter Sasquatch
Oct 13, 2017
SC EP:367 Is this thing something more?
Oct 08, 2017
SC EP:364 Worst Day Ever
Sep 22, 2017
SC EP:362 The eyes and face looked very human like
Sep 15, 2017
SC EP:361 Dr. John A. Bindernagel
Sep 10, 2017
SC EP:359 International Bigfoot Conference Overview
Sep 05, 2017
SC EP:358 International Bigfoot Conference Interview
Sep 05, 2017
SC EP:357 1924 Ape Canyon
Sep 03, 2017
SC EP:354 Hey look! A Monkey!
Aug 25, 2017
SC EP:353 Something in the road
Aug 20, 2017
SC EP:351 Dark Waters
Aug 13, 2017
SC EP:349 Followed home from 50 miles away
Aug 06, 2017
SC EP:347 East Texas Encounter
Jul 31, 2017
SC EP:345 A Hunter’s Encounter
Jul 23, 2017
SC EP:343 Sasquatch Encounters
Jul 17, 2017
SC EP:341 Encounters with the old man of the forest
Jul 09, 2017
SC EP:339 The Nephilim Among Us
Jul 02, 2017
SC EP:337 Childhood encounters with the creature
Jun 25, 2017
SC EP:335 Encounter on Harstine Island
Jun 20, 2017
SC EP:333 Bob Gimlin Tribute
Jun 11, 2017
SC EP:332 Dr. John Bindernagel
Jun 10, 2017
SC EP:329 A hunter’s encounter
Jun 02, 2017
SC EP:328 Encounters around the Reservation
May 28, 2017
SC EP:326 The Quantum Bigfoot
May 21, 2017
SC EP:323 One of them threw a rock at me
May 11, 2017
SC EP:322 A History of Wild-Men
May 07, 2017
SC EP:320 Strange encounter in the woods
Apr 30, 2017
SC EP:318 Moments in time that change your life
Apr 23, 2017
SC EP:316 Two guys talking
Apr 16, 2017
SC EP:314 I thought it was going to kill me
Apr 09, 2017
SC EP:312 The Snelgrove Lake Incident
Apr 03, 2017
SC EP:310 It grunted like a gorilla
Mar 26, 2017
SC EP:308 Killing Sasquatch
Mar 19, 2017
SC EP:306 Utah Sasquatch
Mar 12, 2017
SC EP: 303 Trackway Near Sunnyslope, Washington
Mar 04, 2017
SC EP:302 I’ve never seen anything so powerful and agile
Feb 26, 2017
SC EP:300 Sasquatch Encounters and Infrasound
Feb 20, 2017
SC EP:298 The face was human like but bigger and wider
Feb 12, 2017
SC EP:295 The creature was hit by the police car
Feb 03, 2017
SC EP:294 I had it in my crosshairs set for a headshot
Jan 29, 2017
SC EP:292 Swaying from side to side watching me
Jan 22, 2017
SC EP:289 Shooting at a Sasquatch
Jan 13, 2017
SC EP:288 Strange monkey in the tree
Jan 09, 2017
SC EP:286 Strange things going on at home
Jan 01, 2017
SC EP:284 The Christmas Show
Dec 24, 2016
SC EP:283 Sasquatch and smallpox
Dec 18, 2016
SC EP:281 When it stood up it was massive
Dec 11, 2016
SC EP:279 Encounters in Louisiana
Dec 04, 2016
SC EP:276 First Nations encounters with Sasquatch Part 3
Nov 21, 2016
SC EP:275 First Nations encounters with Sasquatch Part 2
Nov 20, 2016
SC EP:274 First Nations encounters with Sasquatch
Nov 19, 2016
SC EP:271 Monsters Among Us
Nov 10, 2016
SC EP:270 Open Mics - Behind The Scenes
Nov 09, 2016
SCEP:268 Strange chatter in the woods
Nov 05, 2016
SC EP:266 Sit down with Wes and Woody
Oct 29, 2016
SC EP:264 One who runs and hides
Oct 23, 2016
SC EP:262 Skeptic turned investigator
Oct 16, 2016
SC EP:260 It’s eyes were real real evil, real sinister looking
Oct 09, 2016
SC EP:258 Logger has encounter in Oregon
Oct 02, 2016
SC EP:256 I ran so far away
Sep 25, 2016
SC EP:254 It had a look like "I'm going to kill you" Reloaded
Sep 17, 2016
SC EP:252 Hear nothing, see nothing, know nothing
Sep 11, 2016
SC EP:249 It had a look like "I'm going to kill you"
Sep 02, 2016
SC EP:248 Be careful what you wish for…
Aug 28, 2016
SC EP:246 Law Enforcement Night
Aug 21, 2016
SC EP:243 The Big Thicket Saga
Aug 13, 2016
SC EP:242 The Navajo Nation and Sasquatch
Aug 08, 2016
SC EP:240 Strange laughter in the woods
Jul 31, 2016
SCEP:238 Strange lights and strange creatures
Jul 25, 2016
SC EP:236 Its skin was charcoal gray
Jul 17, 2016
SC EP:234 I thought I was going to die
Jul 10, 2016
SC EP:232 Interrupting the creature's hunt
Jul 03, 2016
SC EP:230 Creatures chased us off of a deer lease
Jun 26, 2016
SC EP:228 ATV rider has encounter
Jun 17, 2016
SC EP:225 Sasquatch Vocalizations
Jun 05, 2016
SC EP:223 Something on my property
May 30, 2016
SC EP:221 Deep in the woods
May 23, 2016
SC EP:219 Squallies – Ape human hybrid
May 15, 2016
SC EP:217 Monsters Underground
May 08, 2016
SC EP:215 The creature was looking at me intently
May 02, 2016
SC EP:213 Dark Waters
Apr 24, 2016
SC EP:211 Running right into a creature...literally
Apr 17, 2016
SC EP:210 Encounter while investigating a property
Apr 17, 2016
SC EP:208 Terrifying night out hunting
Apr 10, 2016
SC EP:206 The creature at the window
Apr 03, 2016
SC EP:204 That is NOT a bear!
Mar 28, 2016
SC EP:202 Is that a gorilla?!
Mar 20, 2016
SC EP:200 The 200th Show Part Two
Mar 14, 2016
SC EP:200 The 200th Show Part One
Mar 13, 2016
SC EP:198 I know what I saw!
Mar 06, 2016
SC EP:196 The Paracas Skulls
Feb 28, 2016
SC EP:195 Two Hunters Encounter A Sasquatch
Feb 26, 2016
SC EP:193 Primal fear of being hunted
Feb 14, 2016
SC EP:191 Do not chase strange lights
Feb 07, 2016
SC EP:189 Sasquatch is bad for business
Jan 31, 2016
SC EP:187 Mountain Giants
Jan 24, 2016
SCEP:185 Sasquatch in Montana
Jan 17, 2016
SCEP:182 A Paramedic's Encounter
Jan 10, 2016
SC EP:180 Scary night in the Adirondacks
Jan 03, 2016
SC EP:178 Sasquatch encounter on Lewis Lake
Dec 28, 2015
SC EP:176 Hunter watches Sasquatch from ridge
Dec 20, 2015
SC EP:174 Hairy arm reached in the van’s passenger window
Dec 13, 2015
SC EP:172 Strange activity in the woods
Dec 10, 2015
SC EP:171 It was acting like a crazy person throwing a tantrum
Dec 06, 2015
SC EP: 169 A gold miner's encounter Part Two
Nov 29, 2015
SC EP:167 That is when the rock throwing started
Nov 22, 2015
SC EP:165 Calling 911 and reporting a Sasquatch
Nov 15, 2015
SC EP:161 Michigan hunter encounters a Sasquatch
Nov 06, 2015
SC EP:160 Multiple Incidents
Nov 01, 2015
SC EP:158 Face to face with a Sasquatch in British Columbia
Oct 25, 2015
SC EP:156 1924 Albert Ostman Encounter
Oct 18, 2015
SC EP:154 My Hunting Trip Encounter
Oct 12, 2015
SC EP:151 Last Man Standing
Oct 04, 2015
SC EP:150 A Police Officer's Encounter
Sep 27, 2015
SC EP:147 The Chewbacca Man
Sep 20, 2015
SC EP:145 Tribal Police and Sasquatch
Sep 13, 2015
SC EP:143 Nephilim Conspiracy Reloaded
Sep 06, 2015
SC EP:142 Retired Border Patrol Agent Speaks Out
Sep 04, 2015
SC EP:141 Sasquatch running down the hill
Aug 30, 2015
SC EP:139 Sasquatch encounter on a military base
Aug 23, 2015
SC EP:137 After Hours Conversation
Aug 17, 2015
SC EP:136 A giant ape that must have escaped from the zoo
Aug 17, 2015
SC EP:134 Encounters while camping
Aug 10, 2015
SC EP:132 A gold miners encounter
Aug 02, 2015
SC EP:131 The Sasquatch Property
Jul 31, 2015
SC EP:130 A Trapper is killed
Jul 27, 2015
SC EP:128 It moved like a crackhead
Jul 20, 2015
SC EP:125 Swamp Ape
Jul 13, 2015
SC EP:124 Do you believe in the boogeyman?
Jul 11, 2015
SC EP:123 Bigfoot-like creature on Mount St. Helens
Jul 09, 2015
SC EP:122 Sasquatch at my window Part Two
Jul 07, 2015
SC EP:120 Saquatch at my window
Jul 05, 2015
SC EP:118 Strange Sasquatch encounter around my property
Jun 28, 2015
SC EP:116 Reported Sasquatch Sounds
Jun 21, 2015
SC EP:115 The shooting incident
Jun 17, 2015
SC EP:114 “It” was tapping on my window
Jun 14, 2015
SC EP:112 Nephilim Conspiracy
Jun 09, 2015
SC EP:111 What was that?
Jun 08, 2015
SC EP:110 Hunter shoots a Sasquatch
Jun 01, 2015
SC EP:109 Campsite Encounter With Sasquatch
May 31, 2015
SC EP:107 Terrorized By Aggressive Giants
May 24, 2015
SC EP:105 Throwback Part 2
May 18, 2015
SC EP:104 Throwback Part 1
May 16, 2015
SC EP:102 Very close encounter with a Sasquatch
May 10, 2015
SC EP:100 The Hunter or The Hunted
May 04, 2015
SC EP:98 The Big Thicket Monster
Apr 26, 2015
SC EP:97 The Chicken Man
Apr 22, 2015
SC EP:96 Encounters with giant apes in North America
Apr 19, 2015
SC EP:94 Strange Bigfoot Encounters In The Woods
Apr 12, 2015
SC EP:92 Lights in the forest
Apr 02, 2015
SC EP:90 Interview with Bob Gimlin
Mar 28, 2015
SC EP:88 Jurassic Park
Mar 22, 2015
SC EP:87 Attacks from the community
Mar 19, 2015
SC EP:86 East Texas Trip Overview
Mar 16, 2015
SC EP:85 Sasquatch passing through
Mar 09, 2015
Show Notes with Shannon-Lon Strickler and Sean Forker
Mar 03, 2015
SC EP:83 Sasquatch encounter on the mountain
Mar 02, 2015
SC EP:83 Sasquatch encounter on the mountain
Mar 01, 2015
SC Outtakes, blooper reel #01
Feb 27, 2015
Show Notes with Shannon-Author and Investigator, Linda Godfrey
Feb 24, 2015
SC EP:82 100 Bigfoot Nights
Feb 23, 2015
Show Notes with Shannon-Patty in Slow Motion and Stories from Washington State
Feb 17, 2015
SC EP:80 Southern Sasquatch Encounters
Feb 16, 2015
SC EP:79 Is Bigfoot Real? By Jack
Feb 12, 2015
Show Notes with Shannon-Encounter Stories and Open Phone Lines
Feb 10, 2015
SC EP:78 East Coast Sasquatch Encounters
Feb 08, 2015
Show Notes with Shannon-Jesus Payan
Feb 03, 2015
SC EP:76 Open Phone Lines and Your Thoughts
Feb 01, 2015
SC EP:75 Looking back over the last 75 shows
Jan 26, 2015
SC EP:71 Down the rabbit hole Part 2
Jan 12, 2015
SC EP:70 Down the rabbit hole
Jan 09, 2015
SC EP:69 Bigfoot chased ATV
Jan 04, 2015
SC EP:67 The "Insider" Part 1
Dec 25, 2014
SC EP:78 East Coast Sasquatch Encounters
Dec 24, 2014
SC EP:66 Giants in America
Dec 22, 2014
SC EP:65 Three Sasquatch encounters
Dec 14, 2014
EP:64 Sasquatch and the graveyard
Dec 08, 2014
SC EP:63 Bigfoot on the family farm
Dec 01, 2014
The Wrap Up Show with Shannon
Nov 25, 2014
SC EP:62 A hunter's encounter
Nov 24, 2014
The Wrap Up Show with Shannon
Nov 18, 2014
SC EP:61 Government Coverup
Nov 17, 2014
SC EP:60 Bigfoot charged my car!
Nov 10, 2014
SC EP:59 Bigfoot encounters call in 646-716-8791
Nov 06, 2014
SC EP:58 Sasquatch on the Indian Reservation
Nov 03, 2014
SC EP:57 Missing people and bigfoot encounters
Oct 25, 2014
SC EP:56 Sasquatch looking in the window