Hi gang
Here is the account of the bigfoot hunt of 14 days we just finished. Hope you enjoy it.
The report I`m about to tale you, is an accurant account, that happened during our 14 day hunt for bigfoot, from later part of Sept---1st part of Oct, 2006.
Spencer Creek, even the name sound forboding, especially when the sun goes down. Their was 5 of us, age bracket was 35, all the way to 61. That 61 would be me.--all experienced hunters, all carrying high powered weapons, more for protection, than anything else. All (except for me) are strong men and could make any hard core marine, break out a sweat, trying to keep up with them. We were all equiped with night-vision scopes.
The region is ripe with lots of animals, such as poisionous snakes,. Mt.Lions, deer, wild hogs, and yes----a mysterious creature that very few have ever seen, but have heard at night, especially when its a full moon night. The creature is called Bigfoot.
The first couple of evenings, and nights, (we hunted till 4 O`clock in the morning), We keeped hearing the far off tree knocks, and they would be in return answered some further distance. Now for those that don`t know what tree knocks are,--well, their the bigfoots, knocking on the side of a tree, with a tree limb. The sound resonates through out the woods for a mile or so, and sometimes, you can hear it even further. It sounds, like someone is hitting the side of a tree, with a baseball bat. Sort of a signal,Its a communication form they use. Dont know what it means, except, we think it may-be a locater. Like where are you---I`m over here. Or it could mean, their are a bunch of dumb white hunters in the woods, again, be careful. Or it could mean, food is over here. What ever it means, it is a communication form they use. That in itself is spooky, cause you now know, that they have intelligence. An intelligent enough, that they havent been harvested yet by anyone, to prove their existence.
We split up into three groups, two to a group, me by myself, makeing the almost third group. They tracking the sounds, at night, me takeing the high ground, and observing, any movement, that might show itself. And no, I couldn`t fire on anything at this point of the hunt. The first couple of nights proved to be pointless, lots of tree knocking and hollering, such as hoot-owls, peacoke screams, all made by the creature`s. Yes creature`s, their was more than one. But we had not reliable sightings at this point.
Now the next couple of nights, we changed our strategy, and took to still hunting, thats when the fun stuff started happening. One of the team, saw a dark tall form, walking the edge of the creek. He was approxa 75 yards away, pitch dark with the exc eption of a almost full moon. We all came upon the area, but the creature eluded us. none of the rest got a view.
The next night one of the team members had just parked on the public hunting side, and was getting organized when a bunch of yahoos, walked up behind him shining spot lights all around and not knowing he was their. They were either poachers, or bigfoot hunters, cause he heard one of them say,( look their`s eye shine), refering to the tail light of his truck. LOL, then they retreated or as he said, ran like hell to get out of their, LOL
When the full moon the next night we, had a total of 3 encounters, along spencer creek and to the lake. The 3 encounters were sightings at 3 different locations, by 4 of the team members. All said they were black shadowy figures, anywhere from 5ft to 7ft tall. We had 6 camera`s scattered around everynight, not one bigfoot ever came by the camera`s . However did get some nice pictures of some really nice bucks, that I didn`t know was their.
The next night or day10, I think it was, one of the members came under attack, while investigating an area along the hills. He was set up on private property, in a stand, in thick woods, when he heard branches breaking, and foot steps in the leaves, coming towards him at 02:00 A.M.The moon was at its fullest, he was also the only one of the group, that had no nightvision. He said the creature circled him three times, breaking limbs the whole time, and makeing a grunting sound, like an ape would make. After the third time, the creature, ran towards him, and then would stop the attack and throw rocks, in his direction. He got a visual several time, but could not take a shot for all the tree branches. As a side note: I forbid any killing or shooting of one of these creatures, unless it is a clear shot placement. We don`t want a wounded bigfoot out there. But thats another story. The party was armed with a Remington pump shot-gun with 00 buck. But the creature never followed through with a full charge. More of a bluff charge. The rock throwing however were real, and getting very close, so the hunter retreated, the creature followed him for aways, and then left him along.
The next day the member had to depart for Kentucky, and had a very good time, (His first time ever or seeing a bigfoot).
The sleepless nights were catching up on everyone, so we took the next nights, off and just caught up on some much needed sleep. After getting some much needed rest, we didnt have as much luck, but did find a foot-track, a small 5 toe foot track of maybe a small boy or girl? bigfoot along the bank`s of the creek. That was weird, cause we didnt see the parents, tracks, but the grasses and foliage was thick on the banks, and we assume that they were close by, and little junior, have a little freedom. Matter of fact, we did hear rock throwing in the water, on night, like someone skipping rocks across the water at 01:00 A.M. could have been the little one.
Well thats my account of the Crature of Spencer Creek hunt. I know I probably left out some stuff, my mind ain`t what it use to be. I hope you enjoyed it, and it is a true account
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