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That's not real ! scam !!!! look at ATM website. Not trying to sale. was a reply to a post a few pages back ! And look at a Jeep Rubicon won't have those problems !

@Brian How does yours size up to this one; https://www.shoptics.com/atn-ots-4t-384-4-5-18x-thermal-smart-hd-monocular.html?_iv_code=AT-THM-O4T45-TIMNO4384A&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI7p6zz7D1-wIVQxB9Ch2UVQkxEAQYASABEgJsePD_BwE @norseman stay safe out there watch out for fireballs that could help melt off your roof load, those wayward Chinese dying satellites act as funny alarm clocks sometimes

I Have A 4.5- 18 ATN Thor 4 scope that works out to 1000 yards and can identify at 700 yards and can record at 1080p 2800 dollars

Second one is obviously a baby Bigfoot On a slightly more serious note, Bears are strikingly human-shaped at certain angles and I'm not at all surprised if that's really just a juvenile Bear, being lanky and young, in a weird position that gives the illusion of a human form.

The legs look bearish to me. Kinda like this one

Lot of snow. Sorry to hear about the problems related to it. Nothing worse than being stuck during the winter as options are sometimes limited until the road gets cleared. Good luck getting things fixed.

Hi. I'm from Pennsylvania USA. I've always been interested in Bigfoot as long as I can remember. I joined to share my own and read other people's stories of possible encounters with the creature as well as to see what's here.

Its my sons little company. So I will eat it. But I dont want to stick the same weak actuator on there. Looking at options.

This set of posts exemplifies why these forums are awesome. A. request made B. request immediately acknowledged C. request addressed with multiple offers of specific assistance Amazing, thanks for being awesome humans whose first instinct is to help.

I like that MM Combat Bowie, been foraging for big blades recently. I'll need to add a stacked leather handled something or other at some point, the NL4 would work! Found this 80s vintage Tak Fukuta Grizzly beast-15" OA, 1/4"+ thick 9.25" blade. Well made, nice fit/finish, hefty sheath too. Esee 4 for comp: And some micros: CRKT Minimalist and Cudeman Yoda. Never carried a neck knife, seems handy if a bit in the way when leaning forward

“Honey….. I wanna go to America and hang out in the woods with rednecks with guns and search for a mythic man ape”. 🫣🤣

I hope he's OK. Well being check.

Fruits with skins like apples or citrus items. Eggs. Hiding locations are critical. An item with a skin / shell will survive outdoor exposure for a short time. Meat items are expensive. For apples / citrus, smash one item on a tree / rock for olfactory signaling effect. 'They' will find the intact gifts. Small animals will nibble / shred food. Larger animals will remove the food and eat close by. Eggs will show beak, claw and tooth action. Eggs that disappear without a trace of shell fragments indicates sucked up whole or picked up with opposing digits and swallowed. Learning the animal inventory means sacrificing some gift items. . Tracks---plural. What directions were the tracks laid down? Spiraling out from the trail may help. However, the terrain may be brutal and limiting. The big questions are where are they coming from, where are they going and why? A day in their life is sleeping, eating, drinking, hunting and zug-zug ( not necessarily in that order ). The area that you visited is interesting. Lots of humans nearby. OHV activity. Hard rock mining sites in the area. Very few creeks. The creeks are listed as intermittent flows. Many springs and wells. Find the watering locations. West of the car park is Wilson Creek, an intermittent flow creek. From the USGS TOPO 'Cahuilla Mountain Quadrangle 7.5 minute series' ( I assume that you have this map ), there are several springs about 1.25 miles west as the raven flies, from the car park that drain towards Wilson Creek. Old TOPO maps show good detail. The software for motor vehicle navigation is worthless. A silent forest is normal. Prey critters don't reveal their locations. A 'morning chorus' of animal and bird noises occur as they scurry about but tapers off with heating of the air to make thermal updrafts for avian predators. Are you followed by ravens?

Thanks for sharing. I have watched a few Bigfoot shows I’ve the years. It seems many of these stories are people who are out in the woods for picnic, hiking or whatever. I’ll assume those who are looking for Bigfoot are actually prepared. If they go out looking I’m guessing they are armed with cameras and video stuff. In that way if there were more prepared people looking having success we would have more pics/vids to consider. This makes me think most people see Bigfoot by never intending to see Bigfoot. Many of those witnesses come forward reluctantly. They seem to like to be believed but they say,”I know what I saw” Roger and Bob increased their chances by going where activity had recently been reported. Even then we could say they stumbled on Bigfoot while hunting for tracks vs hunted for Bigfoot and finding one.

You and Madison have been masterful at selecting good areas that are producing. I agree wholeheartedly about not using trailcams in areas that produce. Why take a chance of spoiling a good thing? I'd consider employing trailcams in areas that haven't produced that are along your vehicle route to the good areas. Easy to swap out cards and not take up a lot of time. I never heard of Faraday cloth until you mentioned it some time ago. I think that's a good idea as it can only help. I'll try the same when I re-camo the next time. I've used camo duct tape on the trail cams over which I'd glue the bark. Mine are camo'd using white pine which is prevalent in an area I use them. A new area I found last year has a lot of cedar so I plan on using it on at least one of the trailcams. The duct tape makes it a breeze to remove the whole camo coating and still have the camera plastic pristeen. Now that I'm thinking if it, I might try putting the faraday cloth under the camo duct tape when I do the cedar camo.

So this is car camping inside a camp ground or boondocking in a more remote location and are you two sleeping inside the car while camping? Is this bear country , black bear or grizzly where this occurred ? The hand prints did they resemble a bears paws or was it no doubt human in shape? I started carrying one

Back it in or turn it around when you get there so you can pull out fast if needed. Keep the keys handy, too. As for firearm, depends. When camping, I have an AR with a boatload of loaded mags handy. And a 12 gauge with an extra 6 shells on the side saddle. My 1911 and two extra mags on my person. Hiking, usually just my 1911.

I’m not sure if I ever told my stories here on the BFF. And though I live in Oregon, all three of my "experiences" happened in Florida, less than ten miles from Myakka River State Park about fifteen years ago. I was living at a country club / older folk’s community while I was in Florida going to school for a couple of years. Whenever I could, I would get out into nature by hiking up at Myakka River State Park and surrounding areas. Beautiful place, but it can be dangerous. There’s a lot of wildlife and it seems everything out there is looking to hurt or kill you. Lots of gators, poisonous snakes, spiders, boars, panthers, and my wife and I even saw two jaguarundis once at Myakka River State Park. My experiences though, happened at the golf course, strangely enough. The first experience we had, I was with my wife and we were out sitting on our screened in porch on the second floor enjoying a cigar and a cold fermented malt beverage. It was very late at night, I would say maybe 2AM, and we had the lights out so I wouldn’t get busted for smoking a cigar. Just talking and relaxing. This second-floor porch overlooked maybe 20 feet of grass, then a retaining pond (lake), and the golf course itself. We could see none of it though, it was a very dark night. Well this night was very quiet. Suddenly, we heard bipedal footsteps sloshing through the water. Big. Deliberate. Not fast, but not slow. It was covering a lot of ground with those steps. Now it was too dark to see, but I knew at the time there are only two things in the water at night in Florida. Gators, and gator food. If you are not one, you are the other. But even though you could hear the sloshing of the steps, you could almost feel the ground thumping as whatever it was moved. It wouldn’t make sense that a person would be walking through the water at night after midnight with no flashlight (or even with one for that matter). But this was no gator. Whatever it was was walking on two legs. As it passed the “lanai”, we were both afraid to even look to see what it was. Not that we could have anyway. But we didn’t even want to get close to the screen. It passed right by us. I would say no more than 30 feet away, max. It never broke stride. We were both too afraid to even speak. And when we did, we whispered and didn’t pronounce our “s’s” because we didn’t want to be heard by whatever it was.We sat there a long while after this thing was gone, trying to figure out what it was. I joked “skunk ape” with her, but the truth was that I was pretty certain that’s what we heard. I have seen deer out there and tons of birds. But this was no deer. No wild pig. Not a bear. Not a panther. It was bigger than those for certain. I still don’t KNOW what it was But if I had to put money down on something, I would have to go with a skunk ape because nothing else fits. That was the first experience. The second and third ones are tied together. Let me set the stage a little. I had an old dog. He was awesome. Always quiet and mild mannered. Unless there was danger. Then he became 120 pounds of growling snarling canine badassery. Mix of black lab, German shepherd, chow, akita, and coyote. I had to walk him when I got home from school. Usually that was after midnight or so. Outside the gate of the community though, there was swamp land, and general native Florida wilderness. When I say “gate”, I mean there was a drop-down arm to block vehicles, but people could just walk around it. Boy, I miss the sounds of the gators and frogs at night! I would take Tucker out there to do his business next to the road. I always carried my pistol because it was scary out there with just a flashlight. This particular night, I was walking Tucker towards the gate to get out to the road to his happy pooping grounds, when he started walking slower. His head was lowered, and he was growling softly. Now we were still in the golf course community, mind you. But right next to a small pond that was completely blocked off with trees. You couldn’t even see this pond. Not even the landscapers went in there. I know, because I was curious and went in there one day. Very thick native Florida bush. Then swampy pond. Almost perfectly circular. Maybe fifty feet across is all. It’s own little nature preserve in miniature. It was right next to a man-made retaining pond that had gators and fish and frogs and snakes and the like in it. As we were passing this pond which you cannot see, Tucker’s hackles went up and he started growling loud, and baring his teeth. His eyes were fixed on the small trees next to us. These trees were maybe 20 feet tall. Almost like tall bushes, really. Just as I was really realizing that something was in there, that something growled from the cover of those trees. Loud as hell. I could feel it in my chest, even. I could feel my hair stand up. That had never happened to me before, and it was a really strange sensation. That growl was so low in pitch and loud! It was not a gator, as I have heard those sounds before many times. Then the trees began shaking VIOLENTLY. I thought whatever it was was either going to rip them down or come charging out, so I had my 1911 drawn. We backed away from those trees without turning around. I did not want to turn my back to them. My heart was pounding. I was scared crapless. We finally came home from a different route (we actually walked all the way around the community because I didn’t want to pass those bushes again. My wife asked where I had been and I explained everything. She thought it was funny. Well I was not amused. A few weeks went by, and my mother in law came to visit from Texas. We had an extra room, so it was no big deal. She always loved to go outside and see the nature there. She loved to walk the dog, too. I told her to stay away from the “growly bushes” as they had become to be known as. She teased me and I tried to explain I was NOT kidding and I was deadly serious. It piqued her curiousity. Well late one night maybe here or four weeks after the first “growly-bush” experience, we had been tipping a few drinks out on the lanai. It was late, and the dog needed to go out one last time. She volunteered, and asked me to go with her because she wanted to see the “growly-bushes”. I decided to show here where it happened. So foolishly, we headed down there. Tucker again started growling slow and low, with his head down as we approached the bushes. My mother in law started getting freaked out. Then as we got near them, the thing growled loud at us and shook the trees again, exactly as it had done before. My mother in law was terrified, and so was I. When we got back up to the safety of the condo, she swore that she would never doubt me again. Neither of us know for certain what growled at us. But whatever it was, had to be huge to shake the trees like that. I tried shaking them in the day time some time later, and could get them to move, but nothing like what we experienced. The good thing is that I had a witness this time. And she was able to relay what happened to my wife. Now my wife knows I was not joking about it. Folks there are strange things out there. And now that I am in Oregon and my kids are grown, I want to find out. That’s why I go out to the woods when I can and search for these beings. While I have never laid eyes on one that I know of, I know they are out there. And I hope to be able to find enough proof to make a difference. If not, maybe just enough to satisfy my own curiosity, which I think will never be satisfied.

My friend and I went wood cutting in the Butte Falls area that is North of Medford, Oregon. This was around 1977. Bigfoot was not a consideration for me or my partner, Bill. We cut up fire wood all day until we dropped, and spread out our tarp and plopped our sleeping bags down for a night’s sleep. It was a warm summer night in the open forest with tall trees spread all over. We were on the forest floor that was flat ground with tall fir and hemlock trees with some brush here and there. Something woke me up. I looked across this clearing to this dimly lit, huge fallen log about forty feet away. This hair covered creature is behind the log staring at me. It has no big fuzzy ears like a bear. A Black Bear has a flat head and long snout, and this animal had a cone shaped head and no snout. This animal had broad shoulders much wider than a bear. Only the top one fourth of its body was showing since the log blocked the rest of the view. Having no fear still puzzles me to this day and writing about this event helps. Welcome to the new forum members.

Y’all just jealous you ain’t chosen ones! 😂🤣😂