Sasquatch leaves a lasting memory
By Chris Bush - Nanaimo News Bulletin
Published: March 28, 2011 11:00 AM
Updated: March 28, 2011 11:35 AM
One of my co-workers asked me, jokingly, if I saw any sasquatches on my recent holidays.
No, but ….
A few of us in the newsroom are mountain bikers and encounter the occasional deer and bear on our wilderness excursions.
They scurry off at the sight of creatures with shiny, coloured heads that ride on animals with round black hooves by grabbing their antlers and rapidly kicking the enslaved beasts.
When you ride by yourself and stop for a drink and a snack you sometimes get that eerie feeling someone or something is watching you.
I’ve never seen a sasquatch on the Island – I guess most other people haven’t either – but, a bunch of us kids were pretty sure that’s we saw one night at summer camp many years ago.
I was 11 in July 1969 when my mother sent me to Camp Jubilee, about halfway up Indian Arm east of Vancouver.
Camp activities involved a lot of swimming, hiking, archery and verbally and physically bullying each other to establish the pecking orders in our cabins.
One afternoon we hiked into the bush to camp overnight in a wide dry creek bed. As it got dark, kids hunkered down in the rocks for the night. I found a comfortable spot in the boulders.
Some boys caught little lizards that ran around in the rocks. Occasionally a kid would let out a yelp when his new pet bit him.
We were settling down when we heard something trucking through the woods, snapping branches as it went, seemingly unconcerned about the noise it made. A bear maybe?
The last of the twilight was fading, but the moon was full, so there was plenty of light to see by. What walked out of the woods was no bear.
It was about 12 metres from us, not just walking upright, but taking big easy strides across the rocks. About halfway across the creek bed it stopped, as if it realized suddenly that we were there, and turned to look at us.
It was nearly two metres tall and its body was proportioned just like a large man’s, except its forearms were a little longer than ours, so its hands hung closer to its knees.
Its body was covered in hair, but it was so fine, almost like an Irish setter’s, that you could see its muscle definition underneath. I remember his forearm muscles being clearly defined and, yup, “it” was definitely a “he”.
He just stood there and sort of regarded us for a moment as we gaped back in stunned silence. His face appeared human and was covered in an even finer layer of hair. His eyes were a medium shade and when I looked in them I remember thinking, “That’s a man.”
Then he turned and continued on his way. The sound of branches snapping started again when he entered the woods and eventually faded into the distance.
The encounter didn’t frighten me. I was simply amazed. Our silence broke when a few terrified kids started freaking out and crying.
We ran to our counsellors’ campsite in wooded area not far down the creek to tell them what happened. They were just teenagers themselves, and were sitting around a campfire talking and playing guitars. They just told us to get lost.
In the morning we found a narrow trail paralleling the creek bed and saw branches snapped off the trees about shoulder height of the creature. The counsellors found this a bit strange, but figured it must have been a bear.
I’ve seen films on TV and heard sensational stories about sasquatches over the years, but none of those have ever described anything like what we saw that night.
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That was a great story. There have been many stories of Bigfoot sightings on Vancouver Island, so maybe it is what you saw.... interesting.
ReplyDeleteI never seen one face to face, but I know what it sounds like. It has a high pitch echo and makes the sound of an old man crying in agony. Myself and four of my relatives heard it on the Omaha Tribe Reservation in Nebraska, by the Missouri River bottom flats. We were war-hooping and making echoes down the the river, then this loud scream up in the timber line made us freeze up. Then another scream. Before I realized it we had all jumped into a the car as it continued to scream and howl and start snapping trees up. It was picth black out no moon or stars out, about 3am. about 5 miles into the Big Elk Park. Til this day my cousins don't like to talk about it, It took me along time to go back down there in the dark. I kept thinking what if there were more around there and why did it scream at us. We must have disturbed it or woke it up.
ReplyDeleteMy wife and I were sight seeing on Mt Graham in SE Arizona one afternoon, when we're pretty sure we encountered a Sasquatch. Without going into detail, the strangest thing about the encounter was the extremely eerie feeling that came over both of us. I have worked in the prison system for 16 years, and have never had that exact feeling of dread before or since.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment. there are theories that what you encountered in SE Arizona is due to Infrasound produced by Sasquatches (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infrasound)
ReplyDeleteInfrasound has been known to cause feelings of awe or fear in humans. Since it is not consciously perceived, it can make people feel vaguely that supernatural events are taking place.(http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3077192/#.TwIRvNRWp5Y)