Bigfoot Encounters!

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These are the stories told of actual real life encounters by people across America. We have listed them by state and dates to the best of their knowledge. Do you have a story to tell? Let us know!

 

Oklahoma

Kiamichi Mountains, 32 years ago (About 1975)

This is not a first hand story so- to- say since I was a new born at the time. however, here it is as the way its been told to me my whole life.

It was about 3:00 in the morning on some weekend shortly after I was born, my dad, his dad, my mother, grandmother, aunt, and uncle, were deep in the Kiamichi mountains having a weekend camping trip. they were wrapping up from an almost all night fishing trip, they all decided to get the gear and walk back up the trail to the cars where we were camping in. all of the women were in the various cars and the guys were putting out the fire that they had set earlier, and general clean up. my dad and grandfather had noticed, what my dad said, sounded like something "stalking" them (us) on the ridge above the cars. they shrugged it off as a bear or something. All they knew is that it knew they were there and that this thing was large. the sounds kept on for a while, then would go away, only to appear closer. Then they heard a series of loud thumps, which all of the women heard as well. they were all very scared, and didn't know whether to leave or wait it out. but my grandfather was no type of "chicken" so they stuck through it . About 30 min. past since the thumping stopped, a couple of large rocks came flying over the cars, towards where everyone was huddled. no one was hit but they were large rocks, about 3-5 inches in diameter.  My dad, uncle, and grandfather decided to try to see who was messing with them, hoping to scare them away. they crossed the gravel road about 40 feet in front of the cars, when they were scanning the bushline, All at once they all saw a face looking right back at them. My uncle looked for a second then screamed and ran back towards the cars, my dad and grandfather stood there starring at it about 8 feet away face to face. It has been described to me as a grey or white-ish hairy face that appeared like some type of ape. But they weren't sure they were too scarred to rationalize anything. and at the same time the creature and my dad all ran away from each other at the same time.

They got back to the cars. not speaking of anything for a time, while they listened to this thing walk up and down the ridge throughout the early morning and eventually had left. After the sun was well risen they all went up to where the "encounter" had occurred and had noticed further up the ridge a large stump that was torn apart in the middle, where they think that's where the thumping probably came from. they packed up and called it a fishing trip. no one wanted to stay the next night.

This is the sum of the story, I've asked my mother about it since .(she and my dad were divorced about two years after the encounter) and her story is exactly as my dads is, except that's told from the vantage point of the backseat of an old station wagon. My grandmothers too. No one was drinking or  doing any illicit drugs of any sorts. I've even had to ask myself if that were the case, but it wasn't none of them did any sort of drugs, or drink. So I figured you would enjoy this little piece of my history.

My dad and grandmother took me to the place where it happened, It was about 20 years after; however, there were still pieces of an old white and blue styrofoam ice chest, that had been dropped on the way up the hill after the fishing was done that night. It was weird  because my dad and grandmother were walking through this place like it were yesterday. of course grown up a bit, but the trail was still there. They took me to where they saw this thing. Hell I got chills, because where we were standing and looking straight ahead, after you cross the ditch you would be about 2 feet shorter. So this thing must have been pretty damn tall. 

   Thanks for your time
                            Mike

Oklahoma

Delaware County near Jay

 

I was at my friend's house the day it happened.  I have known Ann and Lyann for quite while...since I was an infant.  It was about dusk when Ann, the eldest of the three of us, went outside to take the laundry off the line.  She came back inside only a few minutes after she had left saying that she had heard a strange noise.  Lyann, the youngest, their mother, and I followed her back outside into the yard.  Her mother was on the phone at the moment and wasn't really paying attention though she was outside.  Her sister and I however were listening as hard as we could.  Then we heard it...the strange noise was out in the back.  It had to be at least a quarter mile away from the fence line, which just outlined the edge of the yard.  Then we heard it again and it had moved a great distance in only a few seconds.  The third time we heard it, it had once more gone a great distance in a few seconds.  Then her mother got off the phone and walked over to us.  She failed to hear the strange noise and went back inside.  Then Ann, Lyann, and I decided that we would start up a search for what had made the strange noise.  I had a long piece of pipe, Ann had a tikitorch, and Lyann had extra matches.  we stayed outside searching for the elusive creature for about 30 minutes then we started to walk back to the house.  Then Ann turned and said that she thought she had heard footsteps.  Then Lyann turned her attention to the back fence and gasped.  Both Ann and I turned but whatever Lyann had seen had disappeared.  We asked her what she had seen.  She turned to us terrified.  "I saw it's legs!" she said.  The terror easily detected in her voice.  "I saw them!  They were tall and skinny.  Brown and harry!"

We were all getting a little spooked at that point and decided that we should go inside.  We hurried in the door and proceeded in telling Ann and Lyann's mother what we had just seen.  She told us that we should go out to Ann's father's car and turn on the headlights because they pointed towards the woods.  So, Ann, Lyann, and little ol' me walked outside to brave "the great unknown".  We got in the car and locked the doors and turned on the headlights.  We didn't see anything out of the ordinary so we got out and started to walk back towards the house.  On the way, Ann had us stop with her so she could put something back into her mother's car.  I turned towards the woods and saw something move.  I told Lyann to hand me the flashlight in her hands.  I shined it's light towards the spot that I had seen the movement.  Then I saw a flash.  If you have ever seen what a cat's eyes look like when they catch light just right, how they appear to actually shine light back at you...or when your driving down a road and the flash when your headlights hit the little reflectors on the road.  That was what it looked like.  Then I told Ann to look out at the woods.  The second she did there was obvious shock on her face.  It was at least 8 feet tall and it was standing on two feet.  Its legs were skinny and covered in brown hair.  The knees were up above the top of the fence.  We didn't stick around to sit and chat, the three of us got the heck outta there!!  We ran the short distance to the porch, and only then did we slow down to open the door.  Then we ran to the couch and fell down onto it.  Completely out of breath.  Not from the short run, but from the fear itself.  Once we had regained control over our breathing, we proceeded to tell Ann and Lyann's mother what happened.  Needless to say...we didn't go back outside for the rest of the night.

Here is a good YouTube video around the Antlers Area:

Bigfoot in Oklahoma Part 2

Oklahoma

 Delaware County - 1994

I enjoy watching Bigfoot documentaries, and the other day it donned on me that I might have had a Bigfoot Encounter a long time ago, and didn't even realize it. 

I graduated college in 1994 and moved back to the Oklahoma area. My parents live actually in Siloam Springs, Ark. on the state line. It was right after college I remember, and I went out with a friend of mine and his wife. My friend lived about six miles into Oklahoma, in Delaware County, it was right off HWY 412. His father owned a little ranch with mostly beef cattle and some horses.  

A few months before a tornado had ripped through the area and a lot of trees were down. My friend had invited me out, with his wife to drink a few beers. Of course they were going to get some free labor out of me, by clearing some brush. The plan was to go out to the ranch in the late afternoon and cut some wood, then later that night burn the brush, as we sat around and visited. This sounded great, since I hadn't seen my friend in a couple of months nor had I been in the area in a long while. 

We worked through out the afternoon into the evening and had accumulated a hefty brush pile. You have to understand that the area is in the upper tip of the Ozarks, so there is a lot of woodlands and hills. We were working at the bottom of this hill, at the point of a ridge. It was the smartest thing to do, sense we could cut the trees off the side of the hill, and let the firewood roll down to the bottom. There was not a lot of undergrowth. It was a pretty steep hill with a lot of oak trees and of course every step you made was on a blanket of leaves. Again I say, there was not a lot of undergrowth on this hills side, so if you looked up it at night, all you were going to see is the silhouette of trees. I would say that the hillside was at a 45 to 55 degree angle.  

We had finished our work and put the tailgate down to enjoy the comfort of a well deserved beer, and to reminisce about High School Days. We were well into the night talking about glory days, and well into a case of beer. The stump that was the middle of our brush pile was starting to fade away. I was getting geared up to tell a story, when my friend stopped me with a look of curiosity. He pointed up the side of the hill, and said," What is that, it look like something is watching us." We both took notice to the oranges-red eyes that were watching us. 

 Now, we had a few to drink, but we coming to our senses real quick. 

 I had to think about it hard to remember about how far away the eyes where. You have to remember this has been at least 13 years ago, but I do remember this, we never seen the silhouette of what ever was out there. I would estimate it being about 30 paces away. It was right on the edge of the glow of the fire. We sat and watched it, as it watch us. We analyzed everything we could. We thought it might be a opossum or a raccoon, but the eyes were to large, and we had never seen a orange red glow. We probably wouldn't even had paid attention to it, if it wasn't for the eye glow. We thought the only way that could be a opossum or a coon is if it were in a tree, or maybe a dead tree that had been blow over. 

We thought maybe it was a deer, but a deer wouldn't have stayed around with as much racket as we were making, and a deer have a yellow eye glow. We thought? 

 You have to understand that yes, we had a few to drink, but it has been 13 years, and to this day, I don't know what I was looking at. It is hard to register something that you are looking at, and can't figure it out. 

My friend had enough, and walked to the side of the truck and pulled out his 30/30 from behind the set. He had turned the music down, almost off. He returned to the tailgate, and we went on with our conversation. We kept on eye on it, and tried not to draw attention that we new something was out there. His wife had one too many, and she couldn't see anything nor did she care. She got inside of the truck and laid in the set to sleep it off. We continued to wonder want it was. 

I asked him, "Could it be one of your dad's cow that had got out, just standing on the hillside. We were grasping for straws to figure it out. He said he didn't think so, it was much to tall, even at a angle. I told him there is only one way to find out. So I got off the truck and grabbed a rock about the size of my fist, and looked at him. He gave the the nod to go ahead, cause we couldn't figure it out. I threw the rock right at it. It was the most noise we had heard in awhile. You could hear the rock cut through the branches, hit, then roll down the hill. It never moved! If that was a cow, it would have hauled ass, but nothing. We were starting to get really spooked. I threw another, and nothing. You could see a slight movement side to side, and maybe up and down ever once in a while, but for the most part it was frozen still looking at us. Sometimes during our conversation you would loose track of the eyes, and we would think what ever it was had moved on, but give it a few minutes and the eyes would return. I probably threw five, or six rocks. I couldn't tell you what time it was, but if it was up to me, it would have been time to leave a long time ago. The only reason we didn't leave sooner is because we didn't want the fire to get out. The reason we didn't shoot, was because what if it was one of his dad's cow. We would be knee deep in trouble, for shooting a cow. 

I couldn't tell you how long we stated out there, it was like a bad game of stalemate. We had a five gallon bucket, that we was going to use to get water out of the creek with to put out the fire, but neither of us was willing to leave that truck. I think it was me that finally come up with bright idea to kick dirt onto the fire, to die it down. It was my idea, so I had the honors. I kicked the dirt, as my friend stood guard. When we felt the blaze was down to a safe kindle, we left.   

We never heard a sound out of the creature, nor did we ever smell anything. 

After watching the documentaries, I realized what it might have been all these years. The red eye glow has stuck with me for a long time. I stop and think about throwing rocks at the eyes. That could have been the smartest thing we did, by claiming our territory, or it could have been the stupidest thing, and most dangerous. If that was a Bigfoot, I doubt that 30/30 would have stopped him. 

I not looking for any recognition, I don't need people thinking I'm a freak.  

                                              I will just sign off with, this is what I remember.

                                                                    James 

 

 

 

Have you been in a remote area and had the following happen to you?

A feeling that someone or something is watching you and you can not shake it!

Unexplained noises such as a scream or guttural tones!

Rocks thrown at you from nearby trees!

Trees being violently shaken by something or someone!

A stinking smell similar to a dead carcass or something rotten!

Unusual tree branch formations in the woods!

You may have had an encounter whether you saw anything or not!

Let us hear from you!

 

 

 

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