Kelly H. writes RMSO
My name is Kelly H, I was raised in Cumberland County nova scotia Canada.
My 1st encounter was approximately August Of 1975. My mother's cousin David Henwood took my mother myself and my 2 sisters to his camp at one of his blueberry fields at a place called Crick hill just outside of Parrsboro Nova Scotia.
I remember the day very clearly. It was a Beautiful sunny summer day and the camp was located about fifty yards in the woods on the opposite side of a blueberry field. It was down in a wash out, that camouflaged it to the point that you could only see the roof at a distance. and you had to walk down a steep set of stairs to the front door and you could not get in between the back wall of the camp and the sheer cliff face at the back. There was a small freshwater spring that ran out from under the camp. I remember pretending to fish with a piece of thread and safety pin.
That was when I started hearing the whistles from a distance. But it didn't sound like a bird or a human. I went to the front of the cabin to climb the stairs out of the gully when Dave decided to go with me and take my sisters for a walk. My youngest sister couldn't walk at the time so Dave was carrying her and holding my older sister's hand following me to find the whistle. That was when we walked round an extremely large old growth pine tree Approximately 20 yd from the camp that seemed to be about 10 feet wide.
When I walked around the tree there was a large hairy creature standing on two legs up against the tree covered with Cinnamon colored long hair approximately eight or ten inches long. It was so tall and wide I never got to see much other than the hairy leg I almost walked into. That was when Dave grabbed my sister and I under his arms and ran back to the camp.
Later that night was when the screaming and tree shaking started. My mother tried to tell us that it was only bear's fighting but it didn't sound like any animal I have ever heard in my life. it continued off and on all night long. We were huddled terrified in the middle of the camp all night but I was a curious child and when the sun starting to rise, I had to look out the back window to see what it was. the camp was only about a foot or so away from the cliff face and the top of the cliff was approximately one foot above the roof of the camp.
When I looked up, I could see the trees shaking violently but you couldn't see any animals fighting. Once the sun came up everything went quiet. After several hours we left the camp and never went back. It was around that Time the camp burnt down. Or so I was told because we never went back.
My 2nd encounter was Approximately June 2011. A couple of miles south of Amherst Nova scotia Also in Cumberland County. My friend and I were on our regular weekend quadding trip when we Decided to Explore a side trail at night that was next to a field we usually stopped at.
It went into the woods approximately twenty feet then Turned right paralleling the field then left heading in to a swampy overgrown area. We got our bikes stuck in the mud and we're raving our engine Very loud for a long time to get out of the mud. When we got back to the field, we were sitting on our bikes drinking a beer listening to music when we suddenly heard a large branch break. We shut the music off and looked in that direction where the noise came from. That's when we realized it came from About twelve feet up a tree. So we quickly got out of there Without actually seeing anything.
The 3rd encounter was not quite an encounter but a discovery approximately Five hundred yards away from this was where we found a tree structure of broken branches piled around a tree like a cave. It wasn't Large enough to stand but had a front entrance then turned sharp left and wrapped around the tree Then maybe fifteen feet at the back of the tree. That's all I Have to say about that but I was told a story of a bigfoot Living in the area that was feeding on the garbage dump that was located in the same area during the Nineteen fifties and sixties. The rumor is that it attacked and clawed a child's face and the body of the creature was found at the dump Sometime later.
I can't say that it's proof of sasquatch in my eyes because I never truly seen anything but the hair. But I can say that in 50 years of being in the woods I have never seen another animal with the same color or texture of hair.
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