07blackwater
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Here, now you've all seen one.
Anybody ever see a Bigfoot?
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canadaman30
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One thing is for sure. Indians were here long before white man came along and the Bigfoot is part of life for them, they were carving them in totempoles when we came along. When were the Mountain Gorilla's dicovered, which prior to that they were a mystical beast. I'm sure one day someone will shoot and kill one but when that happens who knows and depending on who gets their hands on it they could keep it hush hush or maybe not. Harrison Hotsprings in B.C. is one of the places it all started the phenomena. There's been to many sightings to disregard the fact. I'm sure there's as many more sightings that people will never admit to for fear of ridacule. Species that are considered extinct have been turning up around the world so who knows when one will surface and be killed. Hair samples have been found and analized and found to be of an unidentified species.
Yes, I hear it is true
Heard a few stories of something hitting trees with sticks, hitting buildings with sticks, and a few thrown rocks and thrown sticks...
Even though our area is pretty close to large population, most of the real steep, timbered areas rarely get explored. Even if a man DOES decide to hike up through this stuff, we make lots of noise. Humans tend to stick to routes and trails....I've walked many trails without seeing a deer or bear in these areas, but they do exist. MAkes you wonder how easy an intelligent creature could hide from humans in this terrian,if common creatures liek deer and bear can avoid them...
Just questions..I still believe that Samsquantch doesn't exist.
Haven't read all the posts, but can easely state my belief. There just aint no sasquatches in Canada!
Santa Clause? Well now maybe. Tooth Fairy? Gee, I'll have to think about that one. But the big hairy monsters in the bush? No way.
There has been no new subspecie of mice discovered in nearly a hundred years. No large creature could exist in the bush without being discovered the first year of his existance.
The bigfoot type of creature exists in native folkore. So does the story of the dead uncle becoming a grizzly bear to come back and haunt them. Or the raven that causes the thunderstorms, and on and on.
Sorry, but just no sasquatch.
Santa Clause? Well now maybe. Tooth Fairy? Gee, I'll have to think about that one. But the big hairy monsters in the bush? No way.
There has been no new subspecie of mice discovered in nearly a hundred years. No large creature could exist in the bush without being discovered the first year of his existance.
The bigfoot type of creature exists in native folkore. So does the story of the dead uncle becoming a grizzly bear to come back and haunt them. Or the raven that causes the thunderstorms, and on and on.
Sorry, but just no sasquatch.
Yup. I have to concur with that. I've been in the bush for more than 40 years in B.C., Alberta and the N.W.T. (and my father for 40 years before that, and a hundred or more people in my circle for 40-or-so years each), and have seen NO evidence. Furthermore, the country has been plastered with trail cameras for the last 10 years...and NO evidence. Never, ever has there been a verifiable hair, DNA from a turd, or the remains of a carcass. Remember, sneaky or not, any species must have a viable breeding population and that requires a minimum of 20+ individuals.
You'll have to park this one beside the Ogopogo.
Copy/Paste from my post on a hiking forum a few years ago:
Dax's Sasquatch Story
This is 100% true, I swear on my leatherman multi-tool, may it never dull.
First I need to set the stage. If you drive to Buntzen lake in Anmore (Port Moody) just before you enter the park there is a private campground/RV site on your right hand side. When I was a kid we would go there every summer for a week. They had an arcade, a heated pool, the lake was a 10 min walk and there was lots of hiking to be found. I loved going up there. At the back of this campground was an old access road that switchbacked up the side of the mountain and I used to like to hike up it as a kid. Getting to the top was sort of anti-climactic as the only thing at the top was a gravel turn around and a tidy tank full of diesel fuel, but the view of Buntzen lake was nice. Looking on google earth now it seems that the road is much more developed and a lot of the trees have been cleared out in between the switchbacks, but the road is still there. This road heads up towards Eagle mountain, but doesn't appear to connect with the trail connecting Buntzen to Eagle.
Now I need to introduce the players. First off there is myself, I was in my first year of Junior High school, so that would make me like what? 14ish? Anyways, I was not your average city slicker kid. My father was a deer hunter and I had been on many hunting trips. I had spent time alone in the bush and I had previously seen and have since seen many, many bears in the woods. This year my parents decided that we (my brother and I) could each invite one friend along to come camping for the week with us. This was very exciting and I made the obvious choice to invite my best friend, who we will call Adam. Adam was your average city slicker kid, but he had the adventurers spirit and was never afraid to jump into something head first. The third and most important player in this story... is a dog. When our neighbor learned we were going camping for the week he suggested that we take along his dog, he was going to be skiing in Whistler for the week and he reasoned that his dog would much rather be out in the bush camping than locked up in his timeshare in Whistler. The dog's name was Cody, which was short for Kodiak and Cody was not your average dog either, half Siberian husky and half wolf this was one big ass dog. Cody lived with two young children and he was extremely protective of them, the running joke was that the parents could have left town and Cody would have been the perfect baby sitter in their absence. Cody's owner was also an avid outdoorsman who lived right next to Burnaby mountain. Cody was taken for daily LONG walks on Burnaby mountain and one of his favorite 'games' was to chase around the local coyote population on the mountain. I never personally saw it but I have heard that one time he took on 3 large coyote's at the same time and won. Now that the introductions are out of the way, lets get into the meat of this story.
We had barely stopped the car and turned off our game boy's when I eagerly asked my mother if I could show Adam my "hiking tail" (the old access road) and I think she decided it would be quicker to unpack the car without us than to have me pestering her the entire time, so she conceded, "Sure, but take the dog for a walk while you are at it." So off we went charging up the access road with all of the enthusiasm that only 14 year old boys can muster. We were out in nature, taking on the world and we were damn excited to be camping instead of stuck at school. Adam and I were walking side by side and Cody was doing his own thing, he had one of those long retractable leashes and he was zipping back and forth from the left to the right side of the road as far ahead of us as the leash would allow, which was quite a long ways. We were just rounding the last bend when Cody lunged towards the bush, ripping the leash out of my hand, which sent the leash screaming towards him as the retract system reeled it in. This wasn't too surprising to me as I assumed that he was about to flush out a coyote. Just inches before he pounced off of the gravel road and into the bush he froze dead in his tracks, half crouched down, ears straight back and tail between the legs. He didn't move and didn't make a sound, he just froze right in place. Now I know what you are thinking, there was a bear in the bush right? Well after talking with his owner I learned that Cody had encountered bears plenty of times before and every time he started barking his head off and growling. This time he was dead silent and wouldn't move. He just stood there staring into the bush. Just then a head pops up out of the bush about 10 feet from Cody and about 30 feet from Adam and I. At first I thought it was a bear, which strangely enough didn't scare me at the time. A few moments passed with the "bear" and the dog just staring directly at each other, neither one moving a muscle. The more I looked at the "bear" the more I realized what I was actually seeing. The head was much narrower than a bear's head should be and it was missing the protruding snout, in fact I didn't see much of a nose on it at all. And the ears were not on top of his head like a bear should have, the ears were small and on the side of it's head, they looked more like human ears, but they were black and kind of furry, but they were defiantly not on top like on a bear. Just as I am starting to put this all together in my mind the dog does an instant 180 and bolts at full speed between Adam and I back down the trail towards camp. I managed to grab the leash as it bounced past me and the line started spooling out of the leash, when it hit the end of the rope it jerked me around and Cody was now dragging me along with him. We ran and ran and ran, I have never ran so fast in my entire life. Cody was dragging me down that road much faster than I could run and several times I fell and rolled and bounced back up on my feet but Cody never broke stride, it was almost like water skiing on gravel behind a dog. We didn't stop until we reached the campsite where we tried to relay this story to my parents, but of course we were way to winded and excited to get anything meaningful across to them. It was mostly just rapid verbal diarrhea. My parents looked at us like "Yeah, sure you did guys, now run along and go for a swim to cool down" Anyways the fact remains that I know exactly what I saw, the image will forever be burned into my mind.
So this brings up some interesting questions. Firstly, why wasn't Cody barking at whatever was in the bush. If it was in fact a bear Cody would have been barking up a storm, or at least growling. But he was dead silent. Also, why did he turn and run, Cody was a VERY protective dog, if he thought we were in danger I fully believe he would have fought to the death protecting us. He must have been scared out of his mind to bolt out of there like that. The most interesting question I have is what the hell is a bear with human shaped ears doing in the bush!
I have grabbed some Google Maps pictures and attached them below. You can very easily find higher quality pictures by goggling for "Anmore BC" and clicking on MAPS at the top. You can't really miss the access road, it looks WAY more developed in the 10-12 years since I have been there, but the location of the encounter is still the same. Interesting to note that if you continued up and over that mountain you enter the Coquitlam lake valley and then you end up in Fool's Gold route/Pitt lake territory, which as far as I am concerned is no-man's land. If a large creature was living the the forests of BC, that is one location where it would be sure to have a lot of uninhabited area to roam in.
Now I don't expect any of you to believe me, I was just a dumb kid and I am sure you are all thinking, kid saw a bear, big deal. But I want to say one more time, I had seen before and have seen since lots and lots of black bears, and ever a grizzly or two. This was NOT A BEAR! But if it helps you sleep at night then feel free to write this story off as another bear encounter mistaken for a sasquatch sighting. I honestly don't mind.
Dax's Sasquatch Story
This is 100% true, I swear on my leatherman multi-tool, may it never dull.
First I need to set the stage. If you drive to Buntzen lake in Anmore (Port Moody) just before you enter the park there is a private campground/RV site on your right hand side. When I was a kid we would go there every summer for a week. They had an arcade, a heated pool, the lake was a 10 min walk and there was lots of hiking to be found. I loved going up there. At the back of this campground was an old access road that switchbacked up the side of the mountain and I used to like to hike up it as a kid. Getting to the top was sort of anti-climactic as the only thing at the top was a gravel turn around and a tidy tank full of diesel fuel, but the view of Buntzen lake was nice. Looking on google earth now it seems that the road is much more developed and a lot of the trees have been cleared out in between the switchbacks, but the road is still there. This road heads up towards Eagle mountain, but doesn't appear to connect with the trail connecting Buntzen to Eagle.
Now I need to introduce the players. First off there is myself, I was in my first year of Junior High school, so that would make me like what? 14ish? Anyways, I was not your average city slicker kid. My father was a deer hunter and I had been on many hunting trips. I had spent time alone in the bush and I had previously seen and have since seen many, many bears in the woods. This year my parents decided that we (my brother and I) could each invite one friend along to come camping for the week with us. This was very exciting and I made the obvious choice to invite my best friend, who we will call Adam. Adam was your average city slicker kid, but he had the adventurers spirit and was never afraid to jump into something head first. The third and most important player in this story... is a dog. When our neighbor learned we were going camping for the week he suggested that we take along his dog, he was going to be skiing in Whistler for the week and he reasoned that his dog would much rather be out in the bush camping than locked up in his timeshare in Whistler. The dog's name was Cody, which was short for Kodiak and Cody was not your average dog either, half Siberian husky and half wolf this was one big ass dog. Cody lived with two young children and he was extremely protective of them, the running joke was that the parents could have left town and Cody would have been the perfect baby sitter in their absence. Cody's owner was also an avid outdoorsman who lived right next to Burnaby mountain. Cody was taken for daily LONG walks on Burnaby mountain and one of his favorite 'games' was to chase around the local coyote population on the mountain. I never personally saw it but I have heard that one time he took on 3 large coyote's at the same time and won. Now that the introductions are out of the way, lets get into the meat of this story.
We had barely stopped the car and turned off our game boy's when I eagerly asked my mother if I could show Adam my "hiking tail" (the old access road) and I think she decided it would be quicker to unpack the car without us than to have me pestering her the entire time, so she conceded, "Sure, but take the dog for a walk while you are at it." So off we went charging up the access road with all of the enthusiasm that only 14 year old boys can muster. We were out in nature, taking on the world and we were damn excited to be camping instead of stuck at school. Adam and I were walking side by side and Cody was doing his own thing, he had one of those long retractable leashes and he was zipping back and forth from the left to the right side of the road as far ahead of us as the leash would allow, which was quite a long ways. We were just rounding the last bend when Cody lunged towards the bush, ripping the leash out of my hand, which sent the leash screaming towards him as the retract system reeled it in. This wasn't too surprising to me as I assumed that he was about to flush out a coyote. Just inches before he pounced off of the gravel road and into the bush he froze dead in his tracks, half crouched down, ears straight back and tail between the legs. He didn't move and didn't make a sound, he just froze right in place. Now I know what you are thinking, there was a bear in the bush right? Well after talking with his owner I learned that Cody had encountered bears plenty of times before and every time he started barking his head off and growling. This time he was dead silent and wouldn't move. He just stood there staring into the bush. Just then a head pops up out of the bush about 10 feet from Cody and about 30 feet from Adam and I. At first I thought it was a bear, which strangely enough didn't scare me at the time. A few moments passed with the "bear" and the dog just staring directly at each other, neither one moving a muscle. The more I looked at the "bear" the more I realized what I was actually seeing. The head was much narrower than a bear's head should be and it was missing the protruding snout, in fact I didn't see much of a nose on it at all. And the ears were not on top of his head like a bear should have, the ears were small and on the side of it's head, they looked more like human ears, but they were black and kind of furry, but they were defiantly not on top like on a bear. Just as I am starting to put this all together in my mind the dog does an instant 180 and bolts at full speed between Adam and I back down the trail towards camp. I managed to grab the leash as it bounced past me and the line started spooling out of the leash, when it hit the end of the rope it jerked me around and Cody was now dragging me along with him. We ran and ran and ran, I have never ran so fast in my entire life. Cody was dragging me down that road much faster than I could run and several times I fell and rolled and bounced back up on my feet but Cody never broke stride, it was almost like water skiing on gravel behind a dog. We didn't stop until we reached the campsite where we tried to relay this story to my parents, but of course we were way to winded and excited to get anything meaningful across to them. It was mostly just rapid verbal diarrhea. My parents looked at us like "Yeah, sure you did guys, now run along and go for a swim to cool down" Anyways the fact remains that I know exactly what I saw, the image will forever be burned into my mind.
So this brings up some interesting questions. Firstly, why wasn't Cody barking at whatever was in the bush. If it was in fact a bear Cody would have been barking up a storm, or at least growling. But he was dead silent. Also, why did he turn and run, Cody was a VERY protective dog, if he thought we were in danger I fully believe he would have fought to the death protecting us. He must have been scared out of his mind to bolt out of there like that. The most interesting question I have is what the hell is a bear with human shaped ears doing in the bush!
I have grabbed some Google Maps pictures and attached them below. You can very easily find higher quality pictures by goggling for "Anmore BC" and clicking on MAPS at the top. You can't really miss the access road, it looks WAY more developed in the 10-12 years since I have been there, but the location of the encounter is still the same. Interesting to note that if you continued up and over that mountain you enter the Coquitlam lake valley and then you end up in Fool's Gold route/Pitt lake territory, which as far as I am concerned is no-man's land. If a large creature was living the the forests of BC, that is one location where it would be sure to have a lot of uninhabited area to roam in.
Now I don't expect any of you to believe me, I was just a dumb kid and I am sure you are all thinking, kid saw a bear, big deal. But I want to say one more time, I had seen before and have seen since lots and lots of black bears, and ever a grizzly or two. This was NOT A BEAR! But if it helps you sleep at night then feel free to write this story off as another bear encounter mistaken for a sasquatch sighting. I honestly don't mind.
There have been numerous hair samples found that don't match any known animals in the area.This one for example, which strangely enough seems to be similar to hair found by Sir Edmond Hillary in the same area many years before.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencet...le-hair-FINALLY-prove-Yeti-really-exists.html
The most recently a TV show found hair in the same area that when brought back to the US and its DNA was examined didn't match ANYTHING in thier database which covered all known species.It was closest to primate in nature.
I'm not saying it does exist but there is some proof other than sightings and foot prints.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencet...le-hair-FINALLY-prove-Yeti-really-exists.html
The most recently a TV show found hair in the same area that when brought back to the US and its DNA was examined didn't match ANYTHING in thier database which covered all known species.It was closest to primate in nature.
I'm not saying it does exist but there is some proof other than sightings and foot prints.
Anytime you want to see one, take a drive up the mountain on Hwy 3 heading east from Osoyoos, BC. There is a big statue of a running Sasquatch among all the other wildlife statues leading into the Predator Ridge sub-division.
This Sasquatch can normally be seen with a 12 pack of Kokanee under his arm or a 6 pack of Kokanee in his hand.
I make the drive very frequently in the summertime and see that somebody has a great time keeping his beer supply refreshed. Somebody else (I suppose some tight-a$$ed teetotaller) is equally devout at taking it away from him.
This Sasquatch can normally be seen with a 12 pack of Kokanee under his arm or a 6 pack of Kokanee in his hand. I make the drive very frequently in the summertime and see that somebody has a great time keeping his beer supply refreshed. Somebody else (I suppose some tight-a$$ed teetotaller) is equally devout at taking it away from him.I've spent sometime in the woods, I've never seen bigfoot but I have always had the feeling that something was watching me... It's weird two years ago I biked a logging path through the woods It was clear cut in most parts but for some reason I felt that there wa something watching me.
When I get my PAL in the mail I'm going to go coyote hunting and do a really good search.
But in all honesty I do think that there is something. I mean to many people have saw things, if it were just loggers then I'd say they were just drunk. But people who were in cars and hunters saw things.
Also we are discovering new species all the time so who knows.
When I get my PAL in the mail I'm going to go coyote hunting and do a really good search.
But in all honesty I do think that there is something. I mean to many people have saw things, if it were just loggers then I'd say they were just drunk. But people who were in cars and hunters saw things.
Also we are discovering new species all the time so who knows.
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So what you are saying is that loggers are drunks? Hunters and people in cars don't drink? Hmmm, then why didn't they just ban drinking and logging? Based on a few of your comments I am curious, how did you manage to get a PAL? Looks like this one slipped through the cracks.
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I personally find this topic fascinating. It is arrogant to believe that we know what lives in the bush when very few people ever go in there. I have been in deep wilderness (IE drive on dirt road for hours to camp where a helicopter takes you to another camp that is heli access only and then get helicoptered out for field work) and can say that even us people that go into it barely scratch the surface of what could be in there. Since we are typically loud and smell funny to animals I think any intelligent being would know we are there, and choose whether or not to make contact.
I have had a couple weird things happen to me in the bush but I can't say what they were as I never saw anything. Sometimes a bear would be ten feet away and I could not see it due to the thickness of the bush I was in. One time I had a tantrum in the bush (fed up with fighting it) and fell backwards only to be held up by bush
There were a few occasions working in the bush where I felt uneasy and had the get the F out of the area. I can't say there was anything around me, I looked, but I just knew I had to get the hell out. Its a feeling you can only understand if you have felt it. I think it is a reaction we have when we subconsciously sense a predator nearby - just a theory. One day a coworker and I met to make a helipad together at the end of the day. We were on the side of a steep hill (imagine a steep eroded mountain with a narrow valley) and started to cut trees down so that the helicopter could make a toe in. After about 20mins something went crazy in the bush just next to us about 50 yards away across a gulley. 6-8 inch aspen trees were shaking like there was an earthquake and bushes were moving like they were in a gale force wind. I remember a deep grunting as well. It stopped as quickly as it started. We were in grizz country, but I have never seen or heard something like that being done by a grizzly. Just a bit odd.
As far as Sasquatch goes, my research into seemingly legitimate encounters tells me that these things are scary, and anyone going into the deep woods should be wary (this coming from an idiot going out for a 5 day hunting trip alone). These things have been seen abducting people and children, they have acted violently towards people, and they are freaking huge. Many people go missing in the bush all the time but it is not widely publicized. Read the Missing 411 books or look it up, its a scary world out there. Anyways, if peoples stories are correct these things can get bigger than 10ft tall and 4 feet wide. I want you to imagine that in your minds eye for a second. Now you know why people say they never want to see it again. People that encounter these things have PTSD from it half the time and have noone to talk to that will take them seriously. They get nightmares about it, sometimes for years. I know some people will think I am crazy, but you are stupid not to at least prepare yourself in case these things exist. Watch your backs out there fellas, and stay in groups of two or more if you can help it.
If you are interested in hearing some of these aggressive encounters I recommend listening to sasquatch chronicles podcast. It is the side of Sasquatch few people know about.
Thats my offload of crazy for the time being.
I have had a couple weird things happen to me in the bush but I can't say what they were as I never saw anything. Sometimes a bear would be ten feet away and I could not see it due to the thickness of the bush I was in. One time I had a tantrum in the bush (fed up with fighting it) and fell backwards only to be held up by bush
There were a few occasions working in the bush where I felt uneasy and had the get the F out of the area. I can't say there was anything around me, I looked, but I just knew I had to get the hell out. Its a feeling you can only understand if you have felt it. I think it is a reaction we have when we subconsciously sense a predator nearby - just a theory. One day a coworker and I met to make a helipad together at the end of the day. We were on the side of a steep hill (imagine a steep eroded mountain with a narrow valley) and started to cut trees down so that the helicopter could make a toe in. After about 20mins something went crazy in the bush just next to us about 50 yards away across a gulley. 6-8 inch aspen trees were shaking like there was an earthquake and bushes were moving like they were in a gale force wind. I remember a deep grunting as well. It stopped as quickly as it started. We were in grizz country, but I have never seen or heard something like that being done by a grizzly. Just a bit odd.
As far as Sasquatch goes, my research into seemingly legitimate encounters tells me that these things are scary, and anyone going into the deep woods should be wary (this coming from an idiot going out for a 5 day hunting trip alone). These things have been seen abducting people and children, they have acted violently towards people, and they are freaking huge. Many people go missing in the bush all the time but it is not widely publicized. Read the Missing 411 books or look it up, its a scary world out there. Anyways, if peoples stories are correct these things can get bigger than 10ft tall and 4 feet wide. I want you to imagine that in your minds eye for a second. Now you know why people say they never want to see it again. People that encounter these things have PTSD from it half the time and have noone to talk to that will take them seriously. They get nightmares about it, sometimes for years. I know some people will think I am crazy, but you are stupid not to at least prepare yourself in case these things exist. Watch your backs out there fellas, and stay in groups of two or more if you can help it.
If you are interested in hearing some of these aggressive encounters I recommend listening to sasquatch chronicles podcast. It is the side of Sasquatch few people know about.
Thats my offload of crazy for the time being.
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When I was a kid, 50+ years ago, my dad took our family camping to Chilliwack Lake, which at that time you could only access by float plane. We stayed in a hunting cabin on the lake and one day took my Dad took us out fishing on the lake. After no luck fishing, we ended up across the lake from our cabin and intended to go for a bit of a hike, when near the shore we saw massive humanoid tracks that led off into the bush. We ended our hike right there and left quickly. It was not bear or other animal tracks and from that moment on I have believed. A hoax is out of the question as that was real wilderness back then with no other people near the lake. So, laugh at me if you like but I saw what I saw.
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There sure are a lot of chilling stories in this thread. These guys seem too legit to be bothered telling some ridiculous lie for no personal gain whatsoever. Like Mulder's poster...I want to believe.
