Partially submerged footprint photographed by RMSO
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Bear River Range Sasquatch Encounters & Tracking the Creature
Beaver Creek Bigfoot
Jenny & Kelly were shocked that there was not a single footprint leading up to this single track or after the track. This section of the creek was around 15 feet wide & this mud bar was nearly in the middle of the creek.
It appeared to cleanly leap to the mud bar only leaving one footprint and then cleanly leaping to the other side. We did not think it had the right shape or instep a human would. And could not imagine anyone being able to cleanly leap to this mud bar and then clear the other half of the creek without leaving at least one more footprint.
Heard what may have been a Bigfoot vocalization camping in Beaver Creek Idaho the night before finding this footprint in the middle of the creek.
Around 1 AM in the morning a long scream that sounded like a woman in distress. Yet knew it was not a human voice making the scream. Plus no other people camping back there.
The next night around 1am the same eerie scream again. The four nights camping back there only heard the scream two nights in a row and only one time each night.
Screams & unusual shape footprint in a strange location.
Bear River Range Bigfoot Activity Below
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Beaver Creek Bigfoot Sighting RoundTable
August 17 2012 photo of footprint in mud on cover photo.
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"the all black rock had morphed into something else a BigFoot"
Forrest Fenn Treasure Hunter Bigfoot Encounter
Josh Weickum writes RMSO
My very first reaction was quietly whispering to myself "WTF is that? Is that a beagle?" It looked like the skull of a beagle dog, only much much bigger like 4 times the size of any beagle I've ever seen, but nonetheless I saw something for sure.
It began with an obsession for Forrest Fenn's treasure which lead to Yellowstone while I frantically searched portions of the park to help save my life from the consequences I had created and a million dollar treasure would solve a lot of my problems. Or so I thought anyway. I no longer think it's in Yellowstone or even Wyoming but at that time I was convinced it had something to do with the FireHole River in Yellowstone.
While I looking for this treasure I found something possibly even more unnerving that finding a BigFoot. It really caught me off guard. I was looking for shiny things in the Firehole river in hopes it's a treasure chest, only to find 2 spark plug sockets. You know, the kind of thing you use with a ratchet to remove spark plugs from a combustion engine, and the f!@#ing things were part of the rock. They are embedded in rock, and it was obvious the rock had melted over these tools. I have lost sleep dozens of times over this because it doesn't make sense. Also one of them is still there. I removed the other one with my gerber like a dumbass but thankfully the other one was too solidly encased in rock.
So anyway, I went into the extreme thick forest near the firehole swimming hole and I remember it was a very weird experience and I even remember pointing at the thing that suddenly didn't look like a beagle anymore and was a lighter shade of rock so I could take a piss and not lose track of it.
I'm of sound enough mind to know something wasn't adding up. I was trying to find a way around the actual firehole, which after 4 hours I found my way to, but this was territory man hadn't been to in a while if ever, at least coming from the nearest roads.
The back side was wide open and had a very eerie feeling. Maybe a really little man, but no one my size with a 3 day military backpack. I'm a former Cavalry Scout with the US Army by the way and I know my shit when it comes to land navigation because of military experience and many experiences before and after. I had used my Land Navigation skills a few times recently and even whipped out the paper map for this one because I was driven by greed and desperation. I am no longer greedy, the whole treasure hunting experience helped change me forever as a person, but anyways...
When I was walking around the Firehole I found many dozens of foam flipflops on both sides of the river. It was EXTREMELY eerie and I think I'm probably one of the only ones to ever see them because I was in parts of Yellowstone no one in their right mind would go.
So anyway I took my piss and when I looked up the all black rock had morphed into something else and I was like WTF? So I took a step in each direction while keeping my eyes on the spot and nothing resembling what I saw was in sight. I even started talking to the rock, knowing me probably taunting it, because I had my .45 and some bear spray and I really didn't give a damn about myself around that time in my life to be honest.
I remember suddenly I got kinda confused and forgot where the hell I was or what I was even doing and I looked to the same spot and there was nothing at all there now. The goddamn rocks disappeared or something, I don't know what the hell happened but I do know I didn't go anywhere and it took only a few minutes because my phone logs my location and course time.
When I put my backpack back on I saw some massive black animals hauling ass towards where the river and the road were to the North. They were moving faster than I've seen a bear run on video or anything, which is really really fast and I became very nervous and worried and kind of terrified and never hunted alone again.
For years I told the story like it was some sort of bear or moose or something because I just didn't know what I had seen, and when I heard the description some of these people are giving of bigfoot and all that, I thought to myself OMFG that was a family of bigfoot I saw.
THEN, later that night after I finally got back to my truck, I was scared out my wits and it was almost 3 am before I got to the East side of the park and I was hauling serious ass, like 90, I saw something that was like 15 foot tall barely make it across the road as I haul ass round the corner. I never knew what that was either and had always assumed it was a big ass moose or something on its way to Togwotee Pass.
I got a 300$ speeding ticket only a few minutes after seeing the giant animal cross the road.
I dont truly know what I experienced but the thing that makes the most sense would be a damn big foot. I'm hoping to find video of them in my many hours of gopro footage but I don't have much time right now as I'm back in school to get my degree before the GI bill runs out.
