Tales from the Comments #2 / EPISODE UPDATES!

0:00 Either you're listening to the Big Society podcast and I'm Jeremiah Iron. Every week I talk to individuals who have experienced sasquats in some way or another, so you won't want to miss an episode. Make sure you're subscribed on the platform that you're listening to, and share this episode where the friend does not cost a thing, and it helps the show continue to grow. If you'd like to hear Bigfoot Society episodes early an ad free, you can do so by becoming a Patreon supporter or a YouTube channel member. Links to those are in the show notes and Bigfoot Society. I've taken far too much of your time so far, so let's get on with the show, all right, Big for Society, Welcome back to another episode of Tales from the Comments, and we've got some crazy ones to go over today, a week's worth. I'm also going to throw some letters in there, some emails that really flesh out episodes that you've just heard on the podcast. This happens every time I release an episode and then people send in crazy follow up stuff from the same area.

1:11 You're not gonna want to miss this episode, so let's go ahead and get I always like to put in some interesting encouraging comments I get. Sometimes I get some of those. This is from Emily. I hope I'm pronouncing your name right. Shout out from a Swedish subscriber. Love this channel and listening to everyone's encounters. I imagine most of us watching are just trying to understand what we've experienced ourselves. Looking forward to more episodes. Keep it up. Thank you so much. I just want to point out that Emily is also a YouTube channel member. I can see that by the cool little mark she has or the mark by that this user has by their name, and thank you so much for supporting the channel. By becoming YouTube channel member, you get to have episodes early and at free. I really appreciate it.

2:06 Let's move on to the next. Another one that I get a lot of, an episode that people love to comment on is a four year standoff with Sasquatch and Rainer, Oregon. It's an incredibly popular episode. I believe we're over one hundred thousand views on it now, and if you're not subscribed to this, you need to stay tuned because there could be more information coming across your fingers on this one. Big Foot Society. We'll see but there could be a few comments from this episode. In this tales from the comments sid, user Sid comments, I would live just a few miles from that property.

2:50 I doubt the squatches are still around, and I've seen no sign of them in the woods here. I doubt there's enough for them to heat eat here anymore. That's an interesting viewpoint. You look on the map, it looks like there's plenty of woods, but there's also a few houses. And I'd be curious listeners if you think there could be still sasquatch in the area where a four year standoff with sasquatch and we're near Oregon takes place. To do me a favor. Listen to the episode if you haven't already, and then take a look over on Google Maps, do some research. Let me know in the comments if you think there could be sasquatch still there. Here's an interesting one. This is from the terrifying story of a hunter found mangled below this tree, one of our more popular ones on Big Fust Society.

3:50 People always like to comment on this one as well. User Michael says I lived in Alacua County, Florida and heard stories of the swamp ape from my sister's boyfriend's stepdad, and he was a big dude, over six feet, big old guy who did construction, and it scared him. There was a few limestone quarries out there that were near his house and thick woods me personally haven't had well seen. I've caught a whiff of them going swimming in the quarries with friends. It spooked me, but at the same time super curious. That's interesting. At the time that you're hearing this, we have just heard a very interesting encounter with a swamp ape down in South Florida a few days ago. But if you've also run into the swamp ape down in Florida, I'd love to hear about it. Go ahead and put your swamp ape in your swamp ape encounter stories on the comments for this episode. I know there's a ton out there and we really haven't gotten a lot here a big Foot Society yet. Moving on, here's an interesting one and this is one of those ones where I would love to hear more. So friend, reach out to me Bigfoot Society at gmail dot com. User stick says yep heard them sounds last night. Now here's the trick. If you remember this episode that The comment is on Bigfoot Encounters in Tennessee with Elijah Henderson. You'll remember,

5:29 excuse me what Elijah is talking about, and he's talking about some recordings that he made where it sounds like a bigfoot is almost doing donkey brain sounds where there's no donkeys in the area. It's an incredible episode. If you've not heard this one, you need to go back and listen to it. But user stick, if you've heard sounds like the sounds in that episode, please reach out to me Bigfoot Society at gmail dot com. I would love to hear more about what you've experienced. We've got a long one coming up here. And this is from the last hidden big Foot tails from the YouTube comments number one. Let me make this a little bit bigger so I can read it. Here we go, User Hensley's Rights. I heard about an incident from somewhere down near the Big South Park the Big South Fork National Park, Kentucky side of the BSF short version. This guy went hunting down there.

6:44 I guess he sat out down there somewhere about all day and did some scouting around, but he finally headed back to his pickup and while at his truck, standing beside it. He had looked up on a cliff on top of the cliff and he saw, well, this is what the professionals gathered. Anyways, he saw bigfoot standing at the top of this cliff looking his way. Well, I guess the guys started to get in his truck and leave. But then he got the bright idea to take a shot at the big foot, and evidently he hit the thing pretty good and it fell off the cliff. Well before he could get very far from his truck to look for it, he started hearing these growls and howls and tree breaking, just all kinds of noises from all around him. And the noises kept getting closer to him, so he turned and made a dash for his truck. He had the door open, just about to climb in, and whatever grabbed him pulled him out. But whenever what was finished with him, they folded his legs back on him put him back in his truck. The heels of both feet were touching the back of his head. Anyways, like I said, whoever found him called the authorities, and they were the ones who gathered what happened to him. Besides, there were barefoot tracks all sizes around his truck.

8:01 That's a pretty intense story. If anyone has more information about that, if you've heard it on another program, or you know about the actual tale, you heard the person who originally told it, or maybe you saw it in a newspaper. I would love to hear more. This is a pretty intense story, So go ahead, please put that in the comments, or if you don't feel comfortable, you can always send me a Bigfoot Society email. Send me an email big for Society at gmail dot com. Here's a comment. This will be a fun one to address. We were chased out of the Iowa Woods by four Bigfoot user says the commercials were agonizing to listen to. I hear your friend, here's the thing, and I'm going to soapbox for a minute. Yeah, some of these do have a lot of commercials in them, and this is the commercials and as are the only way that I am able to take this podcast full time, which is going which is the goal, right and I'm getting closer technique, I'm about halfway to the goal of going full time right now. If I didn't have ads in my YouTube channel, that would not be a possibility at all. So if you would like to hear Bigfoot Society without ads. There's two ways to do it. You can go to the YouTube channel and you can join the YouTube

9:37 channel and get episodes early and ad free. Or you can go to patreon dot com for slash the big Foot Society and you can join for a Both are very low amount per month and you can get episodes early and ad free. So that's the way you're going to get around the commercials, and that's why I have him in So thanks for caring enough to put that in there for me. Let's head on. So here's an interesting comment from a short that I put up from my episode with Steve Berga back on episode two thirty eight Bigfoot in Nebraska. User Scott says, I cannot prove this, of course, but I may have seen a big foot north of Minden at the end of a non maintenance road back in twenty fourteen. Scott, I would love to hear more. Please reach out to me in Bigfoot Society at gmail dot com. It's very interesting. And here's a fun one we've got.

10:45 User Mark is putting a comment on I knew without a doubt it was a pterodactyl. The episode about a gentleman who saw a pterodactyl along Highway eighty in Iowa. User Mark says about seeing a tterod actyl. Did you know they have been seen in South Carolina too, and the school teacher reported seeing one about three years ago. I was driving with my girlfriend near a hydroelectric dam and we both saw this large, weird looking bird flying low. We looked at it and thought it could be a blue heron or a pelican, but there are no pelicans in this area. And as this thing glided out in front of us, we noticed the long head and the wide, leathery looking wings, and I said, that's a pterod actyl. She saw it too.

11:33 There are no large birds that look like this thing did, and that pointed longhead was a dead giveaway that it wasn't a normal bird. I know, it sounds crazy. They said the celocanth was extinct, and it's not. That's very interesting. If you've ever seen a weird flying bird or thunderbird or tarod actyl, go ahead put that in the comments. I would love to hear about your sighting. We always have a few of those come up in Iowa, and it seems to be a Midwest thing. But as you can see here kind of pops up in different places as well. Here's a fun one. This is off of a post I put out posts. Have you had a face to face encounter with the big Foot, dog Man, etc? User kills the seven eight six says, UFOs over Norad, apparitions in nearby Helen Hunt Falls, flying humanoids in Creston Chris Stone, Sasquatch Prince and Florence Tree structures in Pike National Park, and a ghost in my house, all in Colorado. That said, they're mostly relatively short stories, but also know a ton of stories from southern Colorado locals. We've had sasquatch and dog man, skinwalkers, UFOs and ghost stories from here. Well, I would love to talk to you if you could do me a favor and please reach out to me at Big Foot Society at gmail dot com. That sounds like one great episode with all the things you've experienced and all the stories you've

13:07 heard, and I would love to have a chat with you on the podcast. If you're interested, please reach out to me. You know where to find me. Also, before I forget, the Big Fust Society now has the BFS phone or the Big Society Phone I'll have to think about what I want to call it, but you can text or leave a message at I have an actual phone for this. Five one five eight nine one sixty five. Get a pen or pencil. Write this down right away so you can text me when you have something going on. You can text me right away. Five one five eight o nine one six five right that time, guys, put it on your refrigerator. Send me a picture of it. Here we go. Here's here's a comment from our old friends swamp Dog, and this is from the episode is Bigfoot related to the giants of the Old Testament of the Bible? Swamp Dog rights. You know, I've been thinking about this. I even showed a friend of mine this podcast. He's from the Lunnappie tribe of New Jersey. We both agree it sounds like a skinwalker demonic.

14:20 Sounds you should research that area with the natives. Honestly, when he heard that, he was like, skinwalker, shut that off. Just be careful. Bigfoot is not the only things out there. Just saying, well, I think you're absolutely right, swamp Dog. Bigfoot is not the only thing out there, and we may be going into different areas, different topics. I know in the past, I've said that this is a Bigfoot only podcast, but you'll you'll start to see episodes pop pop up of maybe topics that have intersecting themes to do with Sasquatch. We can we make our horizons expand a little bit. We'll see we'll be back with more Bigfoot Society after these words from our sponsors. Here is a comment. And because of the way that I took the screenshot, I'm not sure what video this is from.

15:33 I think it's from the is Bigfoot related to the giants of the Old Testament of the Bible, But we'll have to just see. This is from user justin. Also, I'm Chippewa, and what I can tell you is that I'm not sure what native language that is, but that is definitely an old native language. I'm almost one hundred percent and you can go to almost any reds. They are common on the res, just part of our culture, but we don't usually go looking for them. Type of person. They return to the forest and evolved more wild where we evolved in the opposite direction. They're never alone. When you hear them, get down the ground and look, you can see them easily. Like that. They think that they are not visible if they stay still, because their hair almost changes and blends into whatever they are around, making people think they disappeared or just vanished.

16:22 Advantages of having a clear hair shaft. Listeners. If you think that's the that's the idea to what's that is going on. If you've seen a bigfoot that is almost see through or has hair that helps them blend in or almost a predator effect, let me know in the comments. Let me know what you've seen. Maybe it'll be what like what was seen at the end of the documentary Missing four one the Hunted. Let me know. Here we go. This is from the video the Sasquatch Killing Fields of Hatcher Pass, Alaska.

17:07 User Joel rights somebody needs to investigate up there. I agree with you. I think there are a few people investigating up there for sure. The user also rights, I saw big at North Lake on Highway twelve in Colorado up the river. This hairy man look like brock Lessner the four times bigger. They're really out there, and it's sad that the government keeps it hushed because they don't want to freak the people out. Now, that's interesting. Thank you for your comment. If you think that the government is keeping the Bigfoot hush also dog man or anything else. Put it in the comments. Let me know what evidence do you have that the government is keeping things like Bigfoot hushed up, or maybe they're keeping some hidden at a base. If you have any evidence, let me know. And if you don't, if you can't, put your evidence out in the open again, called a Big Faciety phone or text me there five on five eighth, nine six five, and that might be more safe way for you to contact me. Here's a few interesting comments. This is from the zoom in a little bit here.

18:29 This is from us short I did which was intense Georgia big Foot encounter, which is a clip from my Matt Pruett episode. First user oh enough or oh nothing? Sorry? User right. It's been in the area sixty years. They are here. So many sightings in the area Clayton, Georgia, white giant seen by hundreds of people, including myself. So I immediately have questions. Commenter, if you would contact me, please Big Faciety gmail dot com or you can text or call the Big Society phone five and five eight or nine six five. I would love to hear more about all the sightings you've had around Clayton, Georgia over sixty years of a white giant that's been seen by hundreds of people. I would love to hear more about that, so please contact me. Also, user Eric says I've had an encounter with a huge white one here in Pennsylvania, too crazy thing as my dad saw it, or one just like it thirty five years ago on the same ridge where I saw my white one. Well, that is incredible, User Eric, please reach out to me big forciety. I mean you know that, Jill. I'm going to say that about twenty times in this episode, so you know how to contact me email or Bigfist society phone, whichever you're more comfortable with. Here's one that's a little bit longer, so get ready,

20:02 Yoly Mac. Yeah, this is a long one, guys. Okay, here we go. M You can notice that my phone is at one percent on the screenshot. That's fun. This is from Hidden big Foot Taoes from the YouTube. Comments number one from user slide this is an experience I had as a seventeen year old teen, and I hadn't thought about this again for over forty five years until I started watching channels like yours recently. I've told maybe two other people. Nineteen seventy five, Whistler Mountain, BC, British Columbia. I used to go to a ski camp every July because up on the glacier there's no lack of snow. Camp was hosted by some very famous ski celebrities at the time. It was a lot of fun. This is my last full day. I'm going to skip some parts in this. If you want to read the whole thing, you can just read the video.

21:03 I thought i'd go up to the spot with some friends and finish it off. I really don't want to make any algorithms go off. Guys, however, one was Mmia and the other wanted to do the trampline trampoline workouts after lunch, so more for me, I figured and I set out. The spot was shown to me by an older student the year previous. Walking on one of the fire trails, you descend to a ridge where there was a huge granite boulder jutting out over a cliff with an amazing view. It was about a forty minute walk through some beautiful forest and changing tree lines. I made it to the spot, sat and finished off my activity, taking in the amazing view. Oh, I didn't mention we were not supposed to be off the campgrounds, especially out here. Began to get late and I had to make sure I was back in plenty of time for dinner, which is five to six pm. I started my descent heading the clouds. Literally, I wasn't paying attention, dumb. As I rounded a corner, I came abound upon two brown beer cubs. The fire trails wide enough for a truck.

22:22 Had I been attentive, I probably would have noticed them on the windy trail. My heart went into my throat. I wasn't even twenty feet away from them, and I didn't see Mama. I panicked and ran like the wind back up the trail. I sat on the boulder and tried to gather myself and tried to decide what to do. There was a small deer trail that I knew wound its way back to the main road beat Low, where I saw the bears, but that would add a good twenty minutes to the walk, and I was afraid by getting found absent by one of the counselors that always made rounds before dinner. But I was too afraid to go back the same way so I set out. I'd taken this trail a few times previously with friends, but this wasn't nearly as familiar. I took off as fast as I could down the steep trail, and after about ten minutes, still freaked out, I had another chill. It was dead quiet. When did that happen? I stood still, thinking it was all in my head, but it was painfully obvious. The constant buzz of the woods was gone.

23:25 Then my second realization, this looked wrong. Did I take a wrong turn in my panic? There's only one trail, isn't there? And it was strangely dark. Yes, down under all these trees is in particularly like but this was just weird. Okay, it's the paranoia, I told myself. Plus I had bears on the brain. I kept walking, hoping things would look normal, but even though vegetation seemed off, Suddenly I heard a whistle. I looked back up to a line of trees on the steep embankment and thought I saw something, and after a few seconds figured it was my imagination and turned to walk again. When I heard the whistle again, only it wasn't like a whistle. It was like an old man's wheeze, or even if you could whistle with your vocal cords is the best way I can describe it. Now I know I saw somebody behind that tree. One of my friends had come to join me and was trying to freak me out.

24:22 Wayne, Wayne, no answer. I turned to walk again, and then I heard it. Hey, I just knew I was busted. That's when I saw it, or did I? I turned to walk. After standing and staring for what seemed a solid minute, I heard another whistle. I turned again, only and now I was convinced it was some of my friends, because a council or ranger would have made themselves known. Started walking that back up relieved. Then I saw something big, really big, but it was easily twelve feet off the ground behind the tree, and I caught barely a glimpse. It was a bear climbing the tree. I turned again, and that's when I saw something I'd never been able to process until recently.

25:04 It they moved silently in the thickest imaginable brush across the trail, and the blink of an eye, the brush itself barely moved it or they covered twenty thirty feet and maybe one second, huge one was blonde brown, the other dark brown bears. Hey, then incredibly loud bang, like two trees crashing together, except I felt it all through my body. Freaking. I started running in a blind panic down the trail, and suddenly I was on the fire trail, birds singing, insects buzzing, the sun was filtering through the trees, and everything looked normal again. I went to dinner, but didn't eat weird for a seventeen year old, and was glad to be leaving the next day. For forty five plus years, I always summed it up to a bad bear experience, not until on one of these channels i'd seen comments about spider walking and moving silently through brush. Today, I wonder I couldn't make out features or see a hole anything. If somebody dragged to flow rug up from the back of a jeep, that might be a good description or explanation of what I saw. The brown bears were what I've assumed all this time, Not even sure if this is a bigfoot encounter, just an overactive imagination from a scared team. The bear cubs pretty much straightened me out, to be honest, so that's interesting. Not necessarily a bigfoot encounter, but something happened. Let me know what you think happened in the comments, and

26:40 we'll see if more people think that it was a bear or more people think it was a big foot. Here's a comment from a recent episode The Skinwalker Ranch of Minnesota's Well, the one I want to read is they're both interesting, Volicia, though I'd love to come spend the night in a tent on Randy's land. I live in Black Duck two. I've heard the board Knox and heard their howell yowell, howell, yells scream. Definitely have Randy back for some more stories. I believe we'll be hearing more from Felicia later, so stay tuned in this episode, we've got some We'll just want to read a few more nice comments from Horrifying hairy Man Encounters of Alaska with Fred Roll.

27:42 This is a great episode with Fred. Of course you probably already know Fred from his channel Subarctic Alaska Scatsquatch. This is a great, great channel you all should be subscribed to if you're a subscribed to Big for Society. But he has some amazing encounters. User Simon says, I listened to Fred on his show all the time, love the bloke big shout from Bristol, UK. Well thank you, sir, that was very nice of you. User builder says, I don't know how I missed this channel before. What an absolute little gem. This is up there with Sasquatch chronicles. Listening every night now, great stuff, lads subscribed. I appreciate that. I really appreciate you all listening and I get a lot of comments how people listen every night. I try to release an episode every day. If there's a day where I don't, it's because I didn't have anyone contact me. I usually have someone contact me and then I try to set an interview up with them same day, quick turnaround. But it makes for some amazing episodes. So make sure if you've got a big Foot encounter or you know someone who does, please again email me at Big Society at gmail dot com or send me a text or called a Big Society phone at five one five eight O nine one six five. There's a few emails that I have the approval to read.

29:22 I'm going to go ahead and share those with you right now. This first email is from a user John. The subject is Togwati pass Wyoming Mister Byron let me, guys, mister Byron's my father. Just kidding, but I've always wanted to say that. You can call me mister Byron if you want, but you're not. Jeremiah works too sorry. Let me start over, mister Byron. Let me start by saying I've never seen a big foot. I've shared the following events with some. The only person who actually perked up when I told him was a friend who had been a state firefighter. In nineteen eight seven, I was newly married and bagging groceries at Albertson's in the Upper Snake River Valley. We'll be back with more Bigfoot society after these words from our sponsors. My wife was in an RN program at a small junior college, and I was bored, I think, so when a fellow asked me to cut firewood with him very near tog Waddy Pass in Wyoming.

30:26 I was on my way. As far as woodcutting, I was not good, but I stuck with it. I started at the end of July, if I recall, and already you could feel the summer slipping away. At about nine thousand feet. We were south of the past, but we could hear the rigs shifting as they started the downgrade. The first incident probably happened in the beginning of August. We had a female moose with a calf wandering around the area and being open range Herefords were scattered here and there. I'm not quite sure what that reference means, if someone could let me know the comments what it is. Though grizzly warnings were posted. A four strangers stated one had not been seen in a decade. There were no black bear either.

31:10 We were slobs. Bear aware was a suggestion. We had trash scattered everywhere. There were four of us. The boss, myself a ski bomb who worked all summer in skied all winter. Then there was this fellow I will call Pete. Pete was supposedly from Chicago. He also struggled with some issues. We had a vintage fifties two drop trailer where he stayed in, but not Pete. He slept in the ocean. He slept in the open. He would throw its harp on the ground and slip like a baby. One morning we all stumbled out of the trailer. There was no Pete, just as harp, so we started calling. Pete was fifteen feet up a lodge pulled point. He was wrapped up in his bag. He claimed the moose had run him through camp. It scared him and he went up the tree. The moose never answered camp. There were no imprints, but when we saw the moose again, she did not have a calf. Maybe a week later, Pete, the Boss, and the ski bomb went to Jackson for the evening. I forgot why groceries maybe, and they decided they would stay over Wyomi is a large date and it was two hours one way, so off they went. I was going to cut wood and load the flatbed dodge that carried six chords. It was big. I was cutting wood about noon, went over the noise of the saw and through the nufflers mufflers.

32:32 I thought I heard a scream that stood me up. I still wonder if it was being alone in the mountains that spooked me somewhat. I turned off the saw, looked around and my first thought was a mountain lion, but nothing. I stopped for lunch and started again about four PM. From what I can remember, I was cutting in through the mufflers and the saw. I thought I heard a second scream, saw off, mufflers off, Not a thing, so I called it a day was cooling off, shadows were headed my way. It was time for armor, can stew and a coke. I sat eight relaxed, probably started a small camp fire. I read. About ten PM, I went to bed and turned on the AM radio.

33:13 This I remember fairly clearly. I listened to the giants on KNBR. I picked up Saskatoon. It was August and they were expecting snow flurs. Then a different channel and a woman asking a talk show host if she should have one last fling to sow her wild oats. The host gave her good advice, do not do that. One amenity of the trailer was the camper was rusted out along the frame and places. When the lights went out, field mice crawled in and hunted for crumbs, etc. They squeaked and scurried. This is important to know. I fell asleep and I woke up in the early am. It was dead quiet, no mice, no outside noises, silent. I then noticed this sound of something approaching the trailer. My first thought was a grizzly bear. It was heading my way with purpose.

34:05 It was coming down from an incline toward the trailer, and I was worried because of the empty stew cans, eggshells, half consumed cans of coke laying around. I had a small caliber rifle and I was going to reach for it when I noticed the visitors seemed to be too legged. I could just tell it sounded like it was marching, and that's the first I thought of that objective adjective. I turned and grabbed the rifle. As I did, the trailer creaked. Whatever was outside stopped dead in his tracks, half thinking it was a grizzly bear. I kept going over scenarios of how to get into the cab of the dodge. This was in case it was a bear and I tried to get into the trailer. I was also getting uncomfortable how I was sitting up for an undetermined amount of time. I slowly repositioned myself and the trailer creaked again. The visitor outside broke toward the way it came, and within moments it was out of earshot. Slowly life returned, Noise outside started up, mice began squeaking and tapping around the trailer. I could have looked through the curtains to see what was out there, but I could not do it. I could not pull that curtain I fell asleep. When the sun came up, I slept until ten am. I crabbed the twenty two, poked my head out the trailer and walked to the front of the trailer from where the steps came from. There were depressions in the field grass.

35:22 The steps stopped right at the grass dirt separation. The trailer was parked under pines, so the field grass did not grow there. I followed the depressions in the grass. I remember them being big in the distance between depressions were a lot farther than I could step jump whatever. Plus, the grass came to my knees and probably waste in places. At five nine, walking was a bit tough, let alone. Running up the hill incline, I came to a small stream of running water. I noticed that I had to walk right down to the bank of mud to jump across. Looking up, the depressions went from halfway down the grass to the other bank about halfway up. Getting to the top, I went a bit further, but the steps led to a dense grove of lodgepole pine. Falstaff was right. Discretion is the better part of valor, so I went back down the hill. It was more of a slope. The fellows returned. I caught hell because I had not cut or loaded much wood. I showed the boss of the depressions in the grass, told him what happened, and he said it was a steer and that was the end of that. So I cut and loaded wood all day into September. The weather changed misty, cold, drizzling rain.

36:35 Other than Lake Tahoe and Wyoming, Idaho skiing, I did not spend much time at nine thousand feet, but it was cold and early fall. The Boss and I were walking a forestry road to see if any piles of lodgepole could be cut up. There were bulldozing areas to do. Due to a beetle to our left, probably south, in quite a dense and large stand of pine, we heard of very large crack. Some type of probably fairly thick branch had been snapped. I thought it was elk. Immediately the Boss fairly seriously told me to pick a tree. We both had twenty two rifles, but those are useless versus a bear, so we kept going, but keeping our eyes on low branches. A few minutes later, another snap really caught our attention. This spooked the Boss. He was much more concerned.

37:25 I thought we stood through one more crack snap, and we headed back to camp. Boss leading the way. He had to know. It was not a gruslier back black Bear. I think within the first day or two we headed to a different location. It starts snowing heavily the first week of October. I went back to school and finished an AA degree at the little two year College. My wife became an r N. We moved to Utah, and then I read my way to a Bachelor of Arts in history and a minor philosophy. I still know where the Forestry Road is. I can find it on the four Stream maps. My wife and I drove by the opening to the road twenty years ago, but stayed on the state highway. I would like to return and walk the area. I'm sure it's changed. I did not see any of them after we won our separate directions. I still think of Pete up there in that tree, wrapped in that sleeping bag.

38:17 I wonder about him the most and hope he ended up Okay. I apologize for the length, sincerely, John, I said, there were some letters coming later from Valicia, and here they are. Vlicia has given me the okay to share these letters. Hello you said to contact you and Vlicia from your YouTube comments on Randy's video that's the Skinwalker Ranch of Minnesota last night. I'm the one who lives in Black Duck. Also, I don't really have any cool stories to tell. Never seen one, only heard them. My father, who lives two miles away from me, has heard weird growls and howling a few times on his property. No weird stuff like Randy has, lol, although I believe all the woooo stuff he's talking about. My husband grew up with his son that passed away a few years ago. I've never met the guy personally. I've heard some stories from the locals about seeing a white sasquatch crossing the road in front of our house from two separate occasions and two different people. The resort I work for, about a quarter mile from my house has had giant footprints in the snow coming up to their cabin windows before. I wish I could see one myself, but they haven't shown themselves to me yet. I was outside early this morning and heard what sounded like five footsteps coming up near the house in the woods, and ten minutes later it sounded like something very heavy dropped out of the tree and ran away.

39:49 Two seconds later, my husband woke up and let the dogs out to potty for the morning. I don't think it was a coon. We live in the Chippewa National Forest, like seventeen miles from Randy black Duck. Is a big area. He's talking about state land. They're like sixth state forests and a couple of National Forces in the area, spanning miles and miles from Bamidge to Duluth. We'll be back with more big Foot society after these words from our sponsors. Here on the northern side of a Jibway Leech Lake Reservation, Randy might be talking about the Pine Isleon State Force, which is north of the Chippewa National Forest. There's plenty of jungle out here for them, that's for sure. I'm playing on going a sad squatch hunt on October seventh with the probably gonna put that in there. I believe they're going to check out the Rammer area, but not positive yet where the site is that we're going.

40:46 I'll definitely let you know if anything interesting happens. I've talked to some folk who live on the Red Lake Rez about forty minutes north of Meat and they say people have bigfoot experiences all the time around there. That was the twenty six at seven am. At eight am I get another email. Hello again, this is Alicia. Completely forgot to tell you about another incident because it wasn't near my property, but actually a couple hours northeast along the Alberta Canada border. About twenty years ago, my family had rented a house boat for a week vacation up near Crane Lake Rainy Lake area. There's miles and miles of waterways, islands, and beautiful forested area. I believe it's Voyager National Park area. Anyway, we had stopped on an island to camp out one night. The island was maybe a quarter mile ride wide, forested with rocky cliffs, etc. We parked the boat at this amazing small sandy beached area with about a fifty to sixty foot rock cliff immediately on our left.

41:51 As the sun went down, we were on the roof of the boat hanging out drinking beers in the hot tub when rocks started to drop in the water on the cliff's edge, a rock here and there, or what sounded like rocks hitting the water. My brother said it was a beaver slapping its tail, and we continued our conversation. Then larger splashes and larger, until it sounded like boulders hitting the water from on top of the cliff wall. Once in a while we could see a splash, but it was too dark out there to really see anything else. Mind you, there's no beaver houses. We looked and this was boulder size rock splashes. I knew something was up and thought squash for sure, but my brother kept saying beaver, even though he couldn't explain how loud this was. He doesn't believe. He's one of those guys that say I've been hunting my whole life and never seen one.

42:37 Anyways, my folks go to bed, and my little bro and I go start a fire on the beach to chill out for a while. The beach was only fifteen feet of sand, then straight to thick brush and forest. We were on the edge of the forest beach line. Once in a while would hear a twig snap or what sounded like rustling in the brush not far from us. We thought, probably like a coon or something. After a while, we let the fire die down to go to bed, just coals remaining as we sat there, could hardly see any firelight. We hear a snap coming from what sounded to be very close in the brush, maybe twenty feet from us, and we stopped to listen. Then all of a sudden, something huge charged at us, and it sounded like a freight train coming at us through the brush, snapping everything in half making its way through.

43:25 I swear as about ten feet away, but the brush was so thick, it was so dark we couldn't see anything. As soon as we hear this, we both jumped out of our skins and our chairs, and my bro grabbed a large log from the fire pit and held it up like a baseball player, ready to swing at whatever is coming at us. It seemed to come right to the edge of the beach and brush line. I ran behind my bro and used him as a shield. Nice big sister. Then nothing. The crashing immediately stopped, and we listened intently for any sort of noise, standing frozen stiff in our spot. Nothing, no sound. Couldn't see a thing. Too dark and too thick a brush, couldn't hear a thing either. It stopped After a moment or so. We gathered our composure and decided it was time to go inside the house boat for bed. Kicked out the coals and watched the brush line with one eye while we walked to the boat. I heard nothing the rest of the night. My bro was sleeping right by the front door of the boat and told me later he was so afraid something was going to come out of the woods and get him while he slept. I spent three days with him on their vacation, and a few other weird things happened up there. I saw a giant and I mean the sight of a Cessna airplane bird or eagle fly up from the water's edge and over the tree line. I immediately asked my brother if he saw it.

44:42 This was the same day as the bluff charge that happened that evening, but he didn't see it. It was facing the other way. My father and I also had what it sounded like bird whistling the end of a tune. I would start, it would finish the tune, and yeah, it was the close Encounters of the Third Kid theme song. Seriously, let's start the whistling tune and something would finish it perfectly. My dad was blown away and mesmerized by this incident, but I've had wu wu stuff happening a lot in my life and was not surprised by anything anymore. I also got dropped off on another small rocky island to fish by myself for a while. I took some photos of the sun going down and the clouds on the other side of the horizon, as the colors were fantastic, and when I reviewed my photos, there are balls of light in the sky, clouds that weren't there with my own eyes looking. I'm not talking lens flares either. I showed my folks the pictures when they picked me up on the island, and a couple of minutes later, my SD card was totally corrupted and I lost every single photo I had taken. At least someone got to see the picks beside me before this happened. Coincidence, I've learned. There's no coincidences in life.

45:50 There's just a term people used to explain to themselves, synchronicities they experience. If you pay attention close enough, the universe shows you everything. Anyways, that's my best memory of high strangers out there at the bluff card, the bluff charge, I call it. My brother still won't admit what it was, but I know he was about to poop his pants that night, as was I. That was almost twenty years ago, and I've learned a lot more about sasquash since then. I'd love to go back through to camp out again, but I wouldn't remember where the island was if I tried. It's just a maze out there, and it all looks the same. Can get lost easy. My bro and I are going to camp out in the forest this week or next week, a few miles from my house, in the middle of nowhere, on a secluded lake we found while four wheeling one day.

46:37 I'm hoping to have some kind of experience, at least hoping to have some high strangeness that my brother can't explain. Again, I'll let you know if something goes down. Take care, Felicia. That's a pretty pretty wild bunch of things you had happened up there in Alberta. Thank you for Sharon, Thank you for writing that. In everyone else, if you've had things happen that you'd want to share, you're welcome to write that into Big Society at gmail dot com, where you can text or call and leave a voice message at the Big Society phone at five one five eight nine one six five.

47:21 Well, I think that's going to be a good episode for tales from the comments for episode number two. Again, I appreciate every episode or every mail, email, every text, every phone call. I wake up every morning and I've got a solid I've got a lot of emails to go through. I appreciate all your listeners trusting me with your story. Please feel free to send me what you've experienced, or any officer rations you have about past episodes, or any things that you know about the same area that would help fill in the stories that you've heard. Again, you can send me an email with any of your information Bigfoot Society at gmail dot com. Just send me a text or leave me a voicemail five eight nine six five. If you do that, let me know in whatever you're sending me one if I can share it on the show to what name you want me to use.

48:36 That makes things a lot easier and we don't have to play tag back and forth, and a lot of really good encounter things sent in I never get the okay to share, and so they never get shared. So if you're going to send something in, please just give me the okay right off the bat and let me know what name you would like used with the story for me to read. You guys are all great, Thank you for listening. I appreciate you all listening every day Big Society. We're going to the moon. Have a good dale here at Bigfoot Society. Art goal is to provide a platform for those that have encountered Bigfoot to share their encounter in a safe and respected environment. But we need to hear your story. If you've experienced something that you just can't explain, please send me an email at Bigfoot Society at gmail dot com. Then we can start the conversation. And I know a lot of you have not shared your encounter at all. It's been twenty years and it's time that you get this off your chest and then you can get some well deserved for rest because I know you haven't been sleeping. I understand what you're going through, and I appreciate every one of you listening.