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A Massive Monster Faced Him & Let Out a Chest Rattling Growl
Face to Face a Massive Hairy Monkey-Man Monster
Anonymous writes RMSO Our son XXXX, who is an avid hunter/fisherman all around sports nut had a run in with Big foot in the late 90's. He did talk with an AZ BFRO a few years after it happened and they posted his story without using his name which is still listed on their site.
I'll tell you what I know about it, how it's adversely affected him and vouch for his complete honesty. We're from central Wisconsin. My husband's family is completely nuts about hunting/fishing/outdoors/camping, etc. He was raised from little on involved with all that stuff. He's also honest, no-nonsense, not a drinker or a bs type storyteller. He got a bachelor of science double major in computer science and law enforcement administration. He did internship and summer work in law enforcement and so has that background in observation and investigation. He works in computer science/data security.
Anyway, when he got married, they moved to the Phoenix area to be by her family. We wondered about his hunting/fishing because it's central to his life. So, at first we heard about him fishing there-----and his hunting in northern AZ. He was excited about the huge never ending wooded areas there. Then, after a couple years, he completely stopped hunting, didn't talk about it and he completely focused on fishing. He made a couple off hand comments every now and then about sticking with fishing because he wasn't the prey. And, that he didn't want to hunt there because he didn't want to be the prey. We knew something happened to change him, but he wouldn't talk about it. But, we also noticed that he started carrying a gun when they camped. Since AZ allows handguns, we didn't think much of it.
Around 2005 or so, we were visiting him and were alone with him in his family room and his wife and daughters were outside or away. He didn't want to scare them by telling them anything about bigfoot.....and he went to a computer website with bigfoot calls and asked us, what kind of animal makes those sounds? Then him and my husband went back and forth trying to eliminate and/or identify familiar animal calls. He said, he never paid any attention to anything about bigfoot until he went hunting in the Kaibab. He was visibly shaken, white as a ghost and almost shaking just recalling it. He said his experience totally changed his life. He said, Dad, you always taught me not to be afraid of the woods, respect it, but we're in charge. So, I thought I was king of the jungle. Here I am, an adult, and I'm scared of the woods. I've went from being a little kid, scared of the woods, to thinking I'm king of the jungle, to now being afraid to go in the woods! He said, I saw face to face a massive hairy monkey/man monster. I looked right at something that's not supposed to be real. But, it's real. I pressed him, how far away, what did it look like? He said, "Ma, it was like right there," right there to my fence in the backyard. So, he was describing maybe a couple hundred feet. So, here's what he told us:
Him and a buddy went bow hunting for deer in the fall to the north rim of the Grand Canyon in the Kaibab forest area. They both had their pickups, tents, atv's. They were in the remote higher elevations on a dirt, mountain road. They set up their tents, built a fire, etc.. They both went in the woods for a while but they noticed odd bent over twisted trees, scratches and log formations. They both started noticing sounds in the woods, like something was trailing them. And, they had some rock throwing. So, they went back to their tents, but the noises and rock throwing continued. So, my son's buddy said it was too creepy there and so he packed up his tent and gear and left while there was still daylight in order to get down the trail back off the mountainous terrain. Our son, figuring he's king of the jungle, decided that since he got a lottery deer permit and he had a few days off, he wanted to keep hunting. So, he stayed in his tent by himself that nite. He said he didn't sleep that well cuz he kept hearing noises, rocks and actual rubbing against his tent. But, he came there to hunt. So, at the crack of dawn, he gets on his atv and drives back into the deep woods where he parked the atv and then started hunting on foot with his bow. Again, he saw the twisted trees, brush structures and tree scratches.
As he walked around doing his hunting, he became more and more aware that something was trailing him. He said he went through a mental checklist what it could be, such as, if a bear or cougar was stalking him, he reasoned, he probably wouldn't hear it so plainly. Then, he wondered if a wounded animal was stalking him which could have been why it was making tracking noises. He said he finally got mad and decided to figure out what he was dealing with. So, with the hilly/mountainous/woodsy terrain, there are canyons and gullies----so he decided to drop down and double behind whatever was stalking him. So, he quietly snuck down and behind some rocks/woods/terrain and then sneak up on whatever was there. He started noticing an awful, strong, musty, stinky, wet dirty dog smell.
So, he slowly crept toward whatever was there. When he got through some terrain, there he saw a huge, massive monkey/man without a tail crouched down looking the other way, looking for where he was. He said he was so petrified and scared, he wanted to run and scream. Being petrified and responding by habit or fear, he aimed the bow and arrow at it. The creature then saw him. He said it stood up and let out a chest rattling growl. So, there our son was with his small deer bow and arrow pointed at it, facing it, frozen in fear.
He said, it had a human looking face. He said, I'm looking at this massive monster that doesn't exist, I don't have a permit, my bow and arrow probably wouldn't even nick it. This 9' monster could charge me and break me like a stick. He said he was transfixed in terror as they faced each other. Then, our son said he decided he had to ease away and not scream or run like prey. So, he backed off with the bow and arrow, then backed up as fast but as smoothly as he could muster. He then tried to watch it without staring as he tried to walk back and away toward his atv. He said the thing shadowed him all the way, making noises, crashing trees, ducking behind trees.
When he got to the atv, he jumped in and drove back to his camp. By this time it was approaching dusk and so he felt he couldn't get out of there on the remote road at nite. And, he didn't feel safe staying in the tent. So, he got in the truck to wait for dawn. He said throughout the nite, he could hear noises, hear stuff thrown at the truck, and felt that something was brushing against the truck every now and then. Whenever he noticed anything, he laid on the panic horn. He said he was so scared he didn't think he would survive the nite.
At the crack of dawn, he got out of the truck long enough to grab his stuff and throw it into the back of the truck and got himself out of there. He's never went back. He said he's got no interest in deer hunting in those woods again because it's one thing to go there when you're king of the jungle but not if you're the prey where massive monsters can break you like a twig.
The headline did not appear when this happened. The story was kept quiet up until discovery by noted author Zane Grey.
This event happened in 1922. Almeda Mine on the Rogue River in Oregon employed around 250 miners South of Galice, Oregon. During the Spring, five miners decided to search for their own gold. They went down river to find riches of gold.
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Two weeks of not finding gold, four of them decided to return to Galice hoping to be re-hired at the Almeda Mine.
Only one miner made it back. He claimed two giant "Ape-Men" attacked them.
"Giant Forest Monsters" killing his friends!
A search party was dispatched in order to stop these reports of wild tales, afraid the rest of the miners would quit working for the mine. Searchers found the attack site after a week of arriving, they found two of the miners.
The report stated, The miners had been killed by a savage attack from an unknown animal. The third man was never found, but part of his pants and his hat were among some enormous sized footprints all around the men's bodies.
The party returned to the mine with the dead men's packs, and the foreman told them to keep quiet about their discovery or "lose their jobs" Since the Almeda paid well, no one talked.
The lone survivor disappeared and the story wasn't reported to the public until the famous author Zane Grey, who owned a remote cabin 15 miles along the river from Almeda Mine. He heard about the incident. Did some research, found enough evidence to make an interesting story.
This is an article found on several Bigfoot blogs & media sites.
Have not found the original article Zane Grey posted that many claim to be the source.
