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I had not heard of the chest beating thing either until I mentioned it on another BF website when it happened and several people mentioned having experienced it.        A couple were in Canada ( one in BC, one in Ontario),  and one experienced it in California.      With my experience In Washington, that is three widely separated locations and has to be some innate intimidation behavior of the species rather than some behavior of an individual.    The next time I parked at the location, I was presented with a deer carcass that was placed by the drivers door of my truck.   Was that an apology gift, or a warning to stay away?     When I first got into BF research I was looking for primitive peoples,  but that chest beating behavior,  whoops I have heard,  and the stomping thing are pointing more and more to BF being closer to the ape end of the spectrum than primitive people. 

 

Speaking of the deer carcass,  let me show you pictures of that carcass which support the answer to skeptics about why BF skeletons are not found in the woods.     The well eaten by scavenger carcass top right was placed by my truck Nov 29. 2013.    The other two pictures are all that is left on June 18, 2014.    All that remains on the 18th are a couple of small ribs and two vertebrae.   Anything with marrow is gone.      This is not deep in the woods but along a fairly busy county road where any scavenger has to go out of cover to collect or eat the carcass.    So in 7 months virtually all of it is gone.     

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Susiq:   I did a search with three different search engines and found no references to families killed in Kentucky by anything but fires, car wrecks, etc.    You sure it was Kentucky?     Seems like that situation would pop up with most search engines.    You have some sort of reference for that story?   

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The story wasn't released to the public.

 

The cache is placed near the alleged site of the most horrific account of the Beast. In the early 1980’s, just down this old road bed at the waters edge, officials were called to a camp site where a family of four were found viciously killed, dismembered and partially eaten. Bites and claw marks let the officials know that they were dealing with a very dangerous animal. However, there were no animals native to this part of the country that could have caused the type of wounds found on the victims, so theory turned to the legend of the Beast. It is not known what the outcome of the investigation was, because this story was never released publicly. But there are those that believe that the government took over and bunkers were built so the military could hunt and kill the Beast.

 

http://demonhunterscompendium.blogspot.com/2012/06/beast-of-land-between-lakes-part-2.html


Well-known to those who frequent the area are the stories of the Beast of LBL.  Everyone seems to know someone, who knows someone who has seen it � but firsthand accounts seem to be scarce. As far back as the Native American settlers, tales have been told of a wolf-like dog-man creature that walks on two legs. Legend has it that this ferocious creature would terrorize farm animals and leave them annihilated in barnyards as terrified farmers watched from behind the curtains. There is also a sad rumor circulating that in the 1980s a whole family of campers was violently eaten at a campground, but the government and powers-that-be supposedly chose not to tell the story for fear it would ruin the upcoming tourist season. Ridiculous stories such as these seem to riddle every tourism-based town and appear to be told simply as fodder for scaring vacationers unfamiliar with the truth. Regardless of whether or not this beast exists, the stories are enough to make your hair stand on end and question howls in the night. 

 

http://www.explorekentuckylake.com/explorations/10halloween/land_between_the_lakes_paranormal.htm


Stories about a werewolf stalking the Land Between the Lakes are said to stretch back to the 1800s, often blamed on the native curse. However, there is no source for these claims before 2004. That same year, the Guardian Tales website first brought the so-called "Beast of Land Between the Lakes" to the attention of paranormal and cryptozoology researchers, in a lurid report by a “Jan Thompson.†Unfortunately, the Guardian Tales website it now defunct, but several websites have republished or paraphrased the story. The report is repeated in full at theDemon Hunter's Compendium.

According to Thompson, in brief, she was visited by two police officers while working the late shift at an IGA. The officers, who she names under the pseudonyms "Bill" and "Dave," proceeded to tell her an incredible story. Bill and Dave had just left a crime scene at Land Between the Lakes that left them shaken. An entire family was found not murdered, but slaughtered. The scene was like that of a class werewolf film. Their motor home destroyed. Blood everywhere. Bodies dismembered. Most disturbing of all, the body of a little girl was found high on a tree limb, partially devoured. Several hours into the investigation, a new team arrived to take over, Bill, Dave and the first investigators to the crime-scene dismissed. They were instructed to never speak of what they were witness to.

Sometime later, Jan would see Bill and Dave again, both wearing the stress of that night on their faces. The officers told Jan the analysis of the hair and saliva found at the crime scene showed them belonging to canis lupus. Due to a conspiracy of silence by the authorities, the media never mentioned the murdered family.

Since 2004, various books and websites have included Thompson’s story, taking it at face-value as true. But is it?

Barton Nunnelly, who references Thompson’s story in his Mysterious Kentucky, says he “honestly felt Jan was sincere†when he interviewed her in 2007. However, he adds “There is not a shred of physical evidence to back up the story,†along with the caveat that this lack of evidence does not necessarily mean the story is a hoax.

While absence of evidence does not automatically invalidate a story, and despite Thompson’s sincerity, the “Bill and Dave†tale does not hold up under a critical reading. Thompson claims a cover-up of the murders, so to not scare away tourism in the area, to explain why the public never heard of slaughtered family. Her police officer friends were not to speak of it, yet they tell the first person they meet after leaving the crime scene. If they tell Thompson, it stands to reason Bill and Dave would tell others, such as family or close friends. Thompson also says there were dozens of police officers and other authorities investigated the murders, including officers from another state. Not a single one of the large number of people supposedly involved has come forward. Nor have any friends or family they would have told. There have seen been a few reports of a man-wolf at Land Between the Lakes, but nothing that has collaborated Thompson’s claims.

The claimed conspiracy conflicts with the climatic twist in Thompson’s story, the officers telling her the hairs belonged to a wolf. If authorities were trying to cover the incident up, rank-and-file officers would not be told the results of the analysis. Surely these would have been covered-up as well.

Seven years after Thompson made her post on Guardian Tales, she remains the sole source of a story that cannot stand up to scrutiny. It is doubtful that witnesses to such an extraordinary event would have remained silent for so long.

http://www.examiner.com/article/tracking-a-kentucky-werewolf-1

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Jan can certainly spin a good yarn. I always thought the LBL story, while creepy and well written, was hard to believe. I seriously doubt that a story like that could remain hushed up for this long, threat to tourism or not. And certainly the victims had family, friends, neighbors, jobs, schools, and other contacts that would be questioning what happened to them, especially in this day and age of rampant social media (yes, even after 30 something years). Just too many loose ends for me for it to be totally believable. Did she make it up, I have no idea. Was she hoaxed, possibly. We will probably never know.

 

 

 

Interestingly, she also had another story on GT that detailed a possible BF encounter. Here it is (pretty hard to find these days on the net): http://www.ghostplace.com/threads/through-the-fog.2492/

 

Somewhat more believable in my opinion. Funny thing, one year we were returning from AR to VA after visiting my parents for Thanksgiving. We normally go through Memphis, Nashville, Knoxville, and up 81 to get home. THis particular year we we decided to mix things up a bit and go through KY and WV to get home. On the way, we ended up taking a scenic detour and happened to pass the gas station in Jan's story. It was shut down and this was before I had read anything from her so I did not know the history of it. Even at that time, it was still remote and fairly secluded. I would guess this was in the late 90's. I can attest the gas station was exactly as she described it. It stood out as we had a similar type of gas station where live, but without the restrooms.

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I had not heard of the chest beating thing either until I mentioned it on another BF website when it happened and several people mentioned having experienced it.   .     

 

Unless you SAW the bigfoot beating it's chest, this is an interpretation, not an observation.    The observation is hearing a thumping noise.   Same for those other people.   I don't believe shared interpretation has the same validity as shared observation.    

 

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After reading these accounts I sincerely wonder why you guys keep going back out there. I am just appalled at the dangerous situations you were in with creatures "stalking" you. 

 

I'm truly shaking from reading these accounts.

 

Plus 1 to Cotter for finding all of that info to publish..:)

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I can certainly sympathize with being afraid. Fear is something we all have to conquer in one way or another, and in rare instances, it can be a really useful emotion to have. 

 

But the reason everyone keeps going back out there is that they're not getting hurt. Just because any one individual Sasquatch person has the physical strength to cause a lot of suffering to a human does not mean it will cause that suffering. And as the record shows -- and as the experience of many people on this site shows -- these kinds of events are extremely rare. 

 

The feeling that many hunters have when they get a BF in their sights -- that the BF is too human-looking, so they can't pull the trigger -- is the exact same feeling a BF has when it looks at YOU. S/he sees you as close kin. S/he does not see you as lunch. If s/he had a gun, s/he would not shoot, either. (There are some BF who have been shot at a few too many times to be immune to anger about it, and would willingly hurt someone who tried to hurt them. So that's an easy one, right? Don't try to hurt one.)

 

If you hear a BF "stalking" you, you're fine. In fact, you're almost 99% sure not to be in danger if a BF is stalking you. Look how many people have lived to describe the experience! That should tell you something. As someone pointed out earlier in this thread (and before that person, many others over the years), if one of them "wants" you, you will not hear them. Not a chance. 

 

Attitude is important here, as it is with everything. The calmer you can be in any stressful situation, the greater the likelihood you will emerge from it unscathed. And if you are walking through the woods with no thoughts of harming a BF, and with no desire to dominate, showboat, or threaten anything there, you are 99% sure of having a lovely time. 

 

Just play your flute. :)  And if you don't have a flute, speak quietly, respectfully, and reassuringly, and you'll be fine. 

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Stalking is defined as - the act or an instance of harassing another in an aggressive, often threatening manner, and from what I am reading

here there seems to be no aggressive behavior being displayed. I think it is much more plausible that they are shadowing you to ascertain what

you are doing in their backyard, or it could be that a family unit may be near by and BF is making sure that you do not come close to them. It may

also be nothing more than plain old curiosity. I think if BF wanted to harm you it would have done so way before you began to notice it was following

you. Could things turn bad at some point, sure! but I think proper behavior among them will go along way as to helping them decide on what they want

to do with you. You have to remember that you are venturing into their backyard. This unfortunately is all conjecture since no one has been able to 

stay close to them or follow them over a long period of time and observe their behavior. Common sense along with caution should be utilized when

you suspect that they are near you. you might just make yourself a new friend in the forest!

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Back in the mid 70's I and a female companion experienced what some would call a sasquatch 'encounter' as we walked along a side road near Masset, British Columbia . It was late at night, and we were stalked by someone or something that stopped when we stopped, and walked when we walked. A number of times. We couldn't see anything, and whatever was stalking us was staying in the woods to our left. It became a bit freaky when the sounds of stalking came from the right instead of the left. It was either two individuals, or whatever was on our left had crossed the road behind us and was now on the right.
 

Even though I was already aware of tales of bigfoot, never once during this incident did I think of sasquatch.

 

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Susiq:   I did a search with three different search engines and found no references to families killed in Kentucky by anything but fires, car wrecks, etc.    You sure it was Kentucky?     Seems like that situation would pop up with most search engines.    You have some sort of reference for that story?   

+ 2 points for your comments! Hugs and love...Susiq

Yes, the story was centered here.

 

I have believed it to be true for a several years, but now I don't know what to think.

 

Personally, I hope that it is an "Urban Legend" and totally false. I have camped with hubby and our 3 children, so reading this account horrified me!

Needless to say I really am cautious regarding BF encounters, especially since my 1 sighting was of a Dog/Wolfman:( I would NEVER wish to encounter anything like that in the forest unless I was surrounded by SEAL TEAM 6 fully armed and ready for battle. BLUSH, I am not kidding... 

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Black bears will certainly stalk people, and they can be surprisingly quiet when doing so.  They will also match your footsteps, I think this is simply a characteristic of stalking.  Predatory animals that use stalking as a hunting method will not have a high success rate if they do not learn to use stealth to their advantage.  I was stalked by a cougar once, well maybe I shouldn't say I was stalked.  I never saw or heard it.  I circled back on my tracks and it was definitely following me, luckily I was close to my truck and got out of there.  I will share with you a few stories of when I was stalked by black bears.

The first was bow season for elk, about 15 years ago.  Two buddys and I had just gotten camp set up and decided to do a hike for a few miles before the dark.  We wanted to hit a few finger ridges and locate some elk - to give us an idea where to start off in the morning.  After about 3 ridges we decided to head back so we hit the main spine of the mountain that would take us back toward camp.  By now it was dark.  We had one flashlight between the three of us, but were not using it as the moon was giving enough light to see.  We started hearding something following us on our 5, just off the trail a little bit.  This kept up for about half a mile, so we pulled out the flashlight and couldn't see anything, but could still hear it.  This made us pick up the pace a little bit, into a steady and determined walk, but no running as we didn't want to spark a predatory response.  That was a long dang mile back to camp.  When we got there, my friend's step-dad who had been up there a week or so already said that he had been seeing a bear near camp on occassion.  Later that night my friend was snoring, and I was about asleep, when I heard something outside the tent.  It wasn't a deer or anything else with hooves, I could hear a very soft crunch of a padded foot on the dirt and pine litter on the ground.  I was no longer almost asleep.  I heard it circle our tent twice and then it got close enough I could hear it breathing.  Then I saw the tent get pushed in, like it was pushing it's nose against the wall.  I bonked it on the nose and let out a holler at the same time - scaring it off and waking my friend up at the same time.  It never came back that night, although neither of us got much more sleep after that.  We did hear a deer stot through camp just before time to get up, which got my heart pumping again though.  That bear bugged us all week, rolling logs down the hill at supper time, etc.  The week after we left, bear season opened up and my friend's step-dad took him on opening morning right in the campsite.  

The second time was spring turkey season.  A different friend and I were moving up a draw, near a creek that was raging with spring run off.  We both had "that feeling" of being followed/watched, but we never heard anything because of the noise the creek was making.  We stopped for a moment and looked back.  There was a rather large bear just visible on the trail above us (probably ten yards above our trail) and at our 8 (so about 20 yards away)- peering at us over the grass.  We carefully backed away, as it sat there looking at us.  We couldn't cross the creek, and were a little nervous going up to cross it's trail so we continued forward until we got into a little more timber which meant less grass cover, circled around above it and decided to back track.  The bear circled back as well, this time on our trail and followed us a while longer.  Then we passed a large willow thicket and never heard or saw it again.  *** Interestingly enough - - This is the same place I ran into the series of tree breaks.  There were probably about 20 trees (I didn't think to count them) and they were all in a row, about 15-20 yards apart, with the tops broken over.  These were healthy trees, not dead breaks, and they were all about at the 8 foot mark.  I remember looking at that, and thought it was very strange indeed.  But I never gave it much consideration after that until years later and learned that tree breaks are allegedly a sign of BF activity.  I'm not saying this was BF caused, as this was not investigated and was about 12-14 years ago.

Third time I was bowhunting an area on my own.  I had been in the draw many times, and each time I'd seen elk, but this time I went in from the bottom rather than the top.  On the way in I passed on a few shots at deer, and I also saw some bear prints from a small bear.  I had seen several bears in this area before, which surprises a lot of people because it is mostly rolling sage brush hills, but it has deep pockets of timber as well.  As the trail neared the creek it became very thick with willows.  This was early fall and the creek was barely a trickle.  That was when I realized I was being followed.  I would take a step or two, and it would step when I stepped.  I would stand there for what seemed like an eternity until my heartbeat pounded in my ears, then I would take another step or two, and it would as well.  Not far from here, the year before I had run into a pot growing operation, and this made me extremely nervous about this "thing" following me.  I mostly still hunt, which means I am used to moving extremely slowly through the woods and wear full cammo.  This went on for about 30 or 40 yards, one or two steps at a time.  That's when I decided to but my bow down and take my 9mm out.  This thing was almost parallel to me off the trail by only a few yards, but it was so thick I couldn't see it.  I chambered a shell and a second later the brush exploded as if it was high tailing it our of there, but I didn't see it.  I stood there for another minute or two, collected my wits and put my gun back and picked up my bow.  That's when I looked on the trail behind me and a small bear was sitting on the trail, just like a dog would sit.  Within a moment of making eye contact with it, it jumped up, spun around and crashed through the brush across the creek and up the other side of the draw.  

One other thing of note, regarding a time I thought I was being stalked.  It was here at my farm.  A friend of mine was with me, it was COLD and the snow was that crunchy stuff that squeaks under your feet.  We had jut finished feeding the last of the cows and were walking back to the truck when we both looked at each other with that "what is that" look.  We heard something walking in the snow.  It definitely was a bi-pedal sound, over near the pasture area.  I have a neighbor who is a litle crazy, and frankly makes me a little nervous, especially when he has been drinking.  So I went to my truck and grabbed the spotlight and gun and Mike and I went to check it out.  I had taken livestock off the pasture, into the paddocks before the snow hit, so the pasture snow was nearly undesturbed, save for a few trails from coyotes or the dogs.  The sounds of footsteps mirrored ours, but not perfectly.  It was like whoever was making them was waiting for us to move, then would move themselves.  When we got down there and checked everything out, there was not a single footprint out of the ordinary, and the trails that were there from the dogs were crusted over - nothing had broken that frozen crust recently.  My only explanation is that between the hills of the pasture on one side and the burm for the silage pit and the dense row of trees where the woods start - there was a strange echo effect going on between my and Mike's footsteps in the crusty, squeaky snow.

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Black bears will certainly stalk people, and they can be surprisingly quiet when doing so.  They will also match your footsteps, I think this is simply a characteristic of stalking.  Predatory animals that use stalking as a hunting method will not have a high success rate if they do not learn to use stealth to their advantage.  I was stalked by a cougar once, well maybe I shouldn't say I was stalked.  I never saw or heard it.  I circled back on my tracks and it was definitely following me, luckily I was close to my truck and got out of there.  I will share with you a few stories of when I was stalked by black bears.

The first was bow season for elk, about 15 years ago.  Two buddys and I had just gotten camp set up and decided to do a hike for a few miles before the dark.  We wanted to hit a few finger ridges and locate some elk - to give us an idea where to start off in the morning.  After about 3 ridges we decided to head back so we hit the main spine of the mountain that would take us back toward camp.  By now it was dark.  We had one flashlight between the three of us, but were not using it as the moon was giving enough light to see.  We started hearding something following us on our 5, just off the trail a little bit.  This kept up for about half a mile, so we pulled out the flashlight and couldn't see anything, but could still hear it.  This made us pick up the pace a little bit, into a steady and determined walk, but no running as we didn't want to spark a predatory response.  That was a long dang mile back to camp.  When we got there, my friend's step-dad who had been up there a week or so already said that he had been seeing a bear near camp on occassion.  Later that night my friend was snoring, and I was about asleep, when I heard something outside the tent.  It wasn't a deer or anything else with hooves, I could hear a very soft crunch of a padded foot on the dirt and pine litter on the ground.  I was no longer almost asleep.  I heard it circle our tent twice and then it got close enough I could hear it breathing.  Then I saw the tent get pushed in, like it was pushing it's nose against the wall.  I bonked it on the nose and let out a holler at the same time - scaring it off and waking my friend up at the same time.  It never came back that night, although neither of us got much more sleep after that.  We did hear a deer stot through camp just before time to get up, which got my heart pumping again though.  That bear bugged us all week, rolling logs down the hill at supper time, etc.  The week after we left, bear season opened up and my friend's step-dad took him on opening morning right in the campsite.  

 

 

This sounds more like Bigfoot that likes to throw stuff, and push logs towards campers that have settled in its territory. Did you ever see this fellow?

 

Sound like you really know your way around the woods. Do bears follow directly behind you?  Seems like bigfoot always stalks off to the side 30 yards and parallels the human and carefully remains out of sight. When the human stops it may squat down or stop behind a tree. The reports describe them as masters of concealment.

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Yes, we saw him more than a time or two that week.  One night in particular, we were eating supper around the fire.  We had cut some downed trees into rounds earlier that day, they were on the hillside above camp.  One came rolling down the hill as we were eating.  It was dark, we were around the fire.  My buddy with his back to the hill came hurdling over the fire as good as a 6'3" 285 pound man can hurlde.  My other buddy was a cop and had been sitting there with his spotlight and .40 S&W.  As soon as we heard the log rolling he spotlighted the hill.  We saw the bear moving off.  Now granted, we didn't see it in great detail.  It was dark, and was spotlighted by a nervous man (so the light was bouncing around a bit) and it was a fleeting glimpse as it ran away.  It fit the description of the bear that we had seen several times earlier though. 

 

In my experience, the bears almost always stayed off to the side.  The exceptions were:

1) The bear that followed us to the willow thicket.  We had been below him, then crossed his path to a trail above him and switched back the other way.  He then followed us up to that path and followed us directly on the path until we hit the willows.  That's where we lost him, or more likely he gave up following us.

2) The small bear that I scared when I chambered a round.  He had been following at almost directly my 3, but just a little behind me (so call it my 3:30?).  When I scared him he took off to my 6 and then I lost track of him.  Moments later he was sitting on the trail directly behind me, but was not in pursuit.  He was just sitting there looking at me.  I think he was geniunely more scared/surprised/dumbfounded about the whole happening than I was. 

 

I've found most animals to be "masters of concealment" - but I look at it more as humans are so out of tune with much of nature that they simply don't notice things.  I've watched hunters walk right past deer and elk without even noticing them.  Although I wouldn't recommend it, I've called hunters in with cow calls and remained perfectly still.  They've walked right past me, never knowing I was there.  I was fishing once and watched a rather large bear walk on a path around a small lake, walking within yards of camps and people fishing, and those people never noticed.  Eventually someone yelled "bear" and some guy ran away and jumped in the lake (not sure where he thought he was going to go) even though the bear had already passed behind him on the path not 10 yards away. 

 

Most humans have such little situational awareness because they are focused on their task at hand and don't pay attention to a lot of the little things.  Sometimes it's the little things that can make a big difference. 

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Edit to say, we also looked at tracks, up where the bear was rolling logs down the hill at us, the next morning.  They were definitely bear tracks. 

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Are you SURE it wasn't a bigfoot?

 

Okay, kidding. But such passes in much conversation regarding our subject.

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