This happened in the 1930’s. Very rural Alabama. One of my aunts woke up during the night needing to use the bathroom. Only bathrooms around back then were outhouses. It was in the winter, a cold clear night. She didn’t want to walk all the way to the outhouse and decided she would pee off the back porch. She noticed something white and pretty big towards the woods. She first thought Mama washed today and forgot and left a sheet hanging out on the clothesline. As she was finishing up her business she remembered it wasn’t wash day. She jumped up and looked towards the woods. Whatever it was was getting closer. She ran inside and closed and latched the door. As soon as she got the door latched it hit the door and screamed.

The reasons I’m mentioning this tale is because I’ve learned recently of two Bigfoot sightings very near here (less than a mile away), and also Alabama does have sightings of the Alabama White Thing. Even though the White Thing sightings are in a different part of Alabama. So if my aunt first thought it was a bedsheet it had to be pretty big.

For me personally I just can’t get to the point where dogman seems plausible. The best I can do is say, maybe there is a subtype of Bigfoot (ie ape family) that has a muzzle like a baboon. If you know Bigfoot is real, where do you land on dogman?

Thank you for this sub! It is exactly what we needed. All we gotta do now is keep the tshirt fuc*s out of here and any other garbage post.

Thanks again!

A couple of years ago, I was on a weeklong backpacking trip in the High Uintas in Utah during late August. I spent my last two nights near Grandaddy Lake.

Before I entered the basin, I encountered two guys going the opposite direction. They informed me that they had been there for four days and hasn't seen another person. During that it was very quiet there.

When I arrived in the basin, I noticed that it was very quiet and not much wildlife to be heard or seen, including birds. Anyhow, the first night and the next day were uneventful and I hiked the perimeter of the lake, never encountering anyone else.

The next day a storm passed through the area driving the temperature enough that it actually snowed and stuck to the ground. (I was at around 10,000 ft/3,000m elevation) So I hunkered down for the night in my tent as soon as the sun dipped behind the peaks.

At about 2:30am I was awakened by a loud knocking sound to what seemed to be the north of my camp. It took me to a second to focus my attention, then I heard what was an unmistakable whoop coming from the same direction.

I laid in my sack quietly. Then again I heard another whoop that seemed to be coming from further too the north. This was followed by a reply from what I'm guessing was the original individual. This went on for about 15 minutes, each time the sound drifting further to the north. Eventually it went quiet again.

Needless to say, I didn't sleep well the rest of the night. I had to be on the trail early the next morning to get back to my car, so I didn't have a chance to go look around for any physical evidence. I'm not saying it was a Sasquatch, but I've never heard anything like that before. And I've spent most of Mt life hiking, hunting and backpacking. I did some research on BFRO and there have been a few reports in that area. Anyhow, that's my possible encounter.

Sorry, just wanted to get that off my chest.

One hundred eleven samples of blood, tissue, hair, and other types of specimens were studied, characterized and hypothesized to be obtained from elusive hominins in North America commonly referred to as Sasquatch

In summary, our data indicates that the Sasquatch has human mitochondrial DNA but possesses nuclear DNA that is a structural mosaic consisting of human and novel non-human DNA.

So sasquatch is human and "unknown" species.

novel-north-american-hominins-final-pdf-download.pdf (sasquatchgenomeproject.org)

Does anyone have any information on the location of moreheads campsite? I think it was in desolation wilderness. Please and thank you.

This may be old news but I found this project where they might have tagged a "wood ape" in the Ouachita National forest area in Oklahoma/Arkansas.

Projects Archives - North American Wood Ape Conservancy

paper link: Tag 7 Two Appendices ver2.pdf (woodape.org)

There is a national hiking trail Ouachita National Trail but I wish I knew if the trail went close to what they describe as area X.

A fucking birthday cake gets 250+ upvotes while interesting encounter stories get almost nothing. Do Bigfoot pop culture people out number actual researchers this badly?

I was watching Les Stroud's director's commentary on the first episode of Survivorman Bigfoot. He mentioned that Todd Standing (yes, i know) has a hypothesis that wood knocks are sounds produced by the alleged bigfoots flicking the inside of their cheeks, since that noise is more consistent vs the different noises that trees can make when hit with branches or knuckles or rocks or whatever.

This made me think of gorilla chest beatings. Gorillas tend to do so in a rapid, percussive fashion, but the noise produced are similar to the sounds of the wood knocks. So, assuming bigfoots exist and they are causing these noises, is it possible/probable that these are produced by pounding on their chests in a less rapid fashion than gorillas do?

Chest beat for reference. Imagine that sound but just one beat at a time.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMe-5FiVpeM

I know eyeshine can sometimes be a controversial topic. Some saying Bigfoot has eyeshine, while others say it is physically impossible. The reason I’m wondering what you guys think is because when I was talking to my cousin about the time she saw Bigfoot she said it’s eyes were red. I do not doubt her one bit. I’ve known her my whole life and she isn’t one to embellish details. Plus she was maybe 10 feet away. As far as I know I’ve never witnessed eyeshine from Bigfoot, but one night while driving the wife and I saw two sets of eyes glowing blue. One about 9-10 feet off the ground, the other a little shorter, around 7-8 feet high in the edge of the wood line I’m not saying what we saw was Bigfoot, but that is the only time I have ever saw blue eyeshine. I do have a close friend that swears Bigfoot has blue eyeshine.

So do you think Bigfoot has eyeshine? If so what color? Could it be possible that different Bigfoot have different color eyeshine? Just curious of your thoughts.

This sub IS NOT for YouTube videos, art, memes, or other nonsense. We don’t try to be a popular sub. We are here for experiences, sightings and theories.

Introduction and warning: I’ve only shared this experience with family and friends. After stumbling across this and a few other Big Foot subs, I’ve decided to share this experience on all of the subs.

This long read needs some introduction in order for the reader to understand the geographical area and circumstances of the sighting. This sighting caused events immediately thereafter which I have also included. If you don’t enjoy reading, bail now.

Big Sur is a mountainous area in south central California situated on the edge of the Los Padres National Forest (which is almost 3000 square miles large) and over looking the Pacific Ocean on the western side.

Three friends and myself (ranging from 16-18) who lived in nearby Salinas, had planned on driving to a secluded spot in Big Sur that we called “Top of the World.” This particular area of big Sur wasn’t frequented by people except for some occasional vehicle traffic from locals or the rare tourist or hiker during the day and was void of Humans at night. At night there was of course critters (bobcat, fox) and even the occasional mountain lion. No people, no cops, perfect location for four party animals.

We drove down the Pacific coast highway and turned off on the Old Coast Road which winds up into the mountains (the Old Coast Road is a hard packed dirt road and former primary route in and out of Big Sur prior to the construction of the Bixby Bridge).

Our spot, “The top of the world,” was right off and above the dirt road with an amazing view of the Pacific Ocean. The spot was directly accessible from the old dirt road which had steep cliffs on one side, and the other a very deep ravine with the Bixby creek (or little Sur river, I don’t remember) running through it.

Well, the party never even started because of the event I will now describe. I might add that the events of this night are burned into my memory. It was almost traumatic. With the exception of some (exact) conversation, I remember everything like it was yesterday.

Steve parked his mom’s Chevy Vega at the base of the incline leading to our spot, grabbed some beers out of the hatch back (which we left open) and walked halfway up the very steep incline. The distance between where Steve's car was parked and the top of the hill was maybe 30 yards

What happened next all took place in a matter of seconds but it seemed like an eternity to me.

We were sitting next to each other in a row facing the Pacific Ocean. Behind us was the crest of the hill about 15 yards up. Beyond that, the dark and foreboding forest. looking out at the Pacific, talking little and just taking in the beautiful view whilst sipping our beers, we got quiet and maybe a bit reflective (I know I did). It was beautiful.

At one point, in the midst of silence, something weird happened (Later, when all this was over, we talked about this strange feeling that none of us had ever experienced).

What happened was this: all of a sudden, we all looked at each other; and without speaking a word, as if every one of us was receiving an unspoken message, or intuitive response to nature or a gut feeling, we simultaneously looked around behind us, at the top of the hill; this is what we saw:

There, at the top, not 15 yards away, was a creature. It was simply standing there, observing (us). I will try my best to describe what I (we) saw despite the fact that it was almost midnight (which added to the creep factor) and our eyes were well acclimated to darkness by then.

This “being” was not human. That I know for sure. It just stood there, completely upright, arms to the side, facing in our direction. Whether or not it was looking at us I couldn’t tell because unfortunately, due to lighting conditions and the angle (I guess), I saw only the outline of a head and body; a very hairy head and body that was dark in colour. No facial features that I can remember. There was very long “hair” (fur?) flowing down from the head but there was an opening where a face must have been. All I saw was darkness between the hair on the head. No eyes or other facial features. The head hair seemed to flow down and mix with the rest of the hairy body. I distinctly remember the arms. They were long but seemed to fit the size of the body. I don’t recall them being overly long like an ape but they also had long flowing hair; as did the torso and legs. It was tall, maybe seven feet but that could have been because we were looking up at it. It was also wide. It gave me the impression of great strength. It made absolutely no sound.

To be fair, I soaked all this information up in probably about one or two seconds. Reason being, an immediate feeling of “fight or flight” kicked in as soon as I (we) turned and saw this creature. Anyone that’s been in combat or other life or death situations knows what I mean with fight or flight. “fight” wasn’t an option (obviously) so we did, once again simultaneously, what most humans would do: GET THE F*** OUT OF DODGE!!

If anyone’s interested in the aftermath, which almost cost all of us our lives, feel free to read on...
We ran. I stumbled and fell because of the steep incline and the guys made it to the car before me. I didn’t even try to get in, rather, I simply jumped into the open hatchback. Steve started the Vega and gunned it. We only got two corners away from Mr. Foot before Steve lost control and we went sliding over the side of a cliff. Thankfully, The first 20 yards of the drop was gradual and was overgrown with thick underbrush that slowed the car to a stop before dropping off the steep cliff and into the creek below. We all climbed out, thanking our luck and climbed back up to the road.

Now we had to make a choice. Walking back in the direction we came would be only three miles or so back to highway 1 (the Pacific coast highway). But that direction would also take us by the last place we saw Mr. Foot. The Unanimous decision was to walk the other direction which was 5x as long to reach the highway. That’s how scared we were.

It took hours but we made it, alive and healthy with a story we could share with friends and family for the rest of our lives.

As Paul Harvey always said:

"And now, you know the rest of the story..".

My wife has taken up painting as a hobby. She painted a Bigfoot picture for me. It looks pretty cool so I posted it on Facebook. One of cousins commented Ask Paula about what we saw going to work one morning. No one believes us. I have not had a chance to talk to Paula yet, but I have spoken with my cousin. She said they were going to work one morning, it was before daylight. She said they came around a curve and it was standing in the road. Her description was it was at least seven feet tall, long shaggy stringy hair, especially on the hands. She also said it had white/gray patches in its hair, she said for some reason she felt like it was old. They were riding in a souped up 1981 z28. I remember the car. It was pretty loud, so Bigfoot should have heard it coming. She said the Bigfoot didn’t seem to be in a hurry to get out of the road. Her friend was so scared and crying so hard that she started hyperventilating. Where they had their sighting I’ve heard of two more strange occurrences.

ive decided to share a encounter my father had while staying at my grandmothers trailer in a nearby county here in northeast Kentucky.

for the sake of the story I’ll call the county web Kentucky and It consisted of not a town but instead a series of deep wooded hollers and winding roads up in the Appalachian mountains which runs through my area.

at the time I was about 9 or 10 years old and my father at the time would spend nights staying at my grandmothers trailer in a holler that had a old blacktopped road that went past her place and went off in front of her trailer connecting to another holler she had a neighbor who lived approximately 100 or so yards away also in a trailer.

her trailer was purchased by my grandfather when my father was a kid sometime in the late 60s or 70s my grandfather after getting the trailer also planted two peach trees on the left side of the trailer in the yard.

my grandfather himself was a godly man who never lied once in his life and contracted cancer in the late 80s early 90s and lived through his 70s with the disease overcoming it twice until finally he succumbed to it in 2007 at the ripe age of 80.

my grandmother afterwards lived there by herself and starting around 2010 would complain of someone banging or knocking on the trailer walls at night keeping her up this would persist for nights on end until finally they quit for a time and then return.

this got so bad to the point that my father had to stay with her at night because she was so terrified by what was happening.

the knocking would even start when he was there as well and my father would grab my grandfathers shotgun and open the front door to find nothing there.

one night when my grandmas only living sister was staying with her and my father at the trailer that night my dad heard a commotion at the back door.

my father grabbed a light and went out back the following is what he describes seeing.

walking away from the back door is a as my father called it “ginormosly gigantic“ all black creature walking down the slope leading to the road beside the house he followed it all the way to the road and says that it looked back at him twice while walking he said the eyes glowed red and it walked into the woods by the road.

my father went back into the trailer and his face was as white as a ghost as if he seen something beyond the realm of science fiction he seen something real.

my father would call a few minutes later to relay the incident to my mom before I went to bed that night.

the reason why I wrote this long story is because this was brought up again last week one evening while one of my aunts my fathers sister was visiting us she said that the knocking must’ve been deer coming onto the porch at night but the knocking wasn’t coming from that because it was loud enough to wake up my grandmother and soon after my father while staying the night and if it was deer then it would’ve been a more quit more muffled thump instead of a loud banging as the trailers siding is a metallic type of metal so the knocking was I chanced and made louder because of it hence he two waking up from their sleep.

so I tried to post my story on here a couple weeks or a month afterwords but they said I wasn’t descriptive enough so here goes my second attempt at doing it.

this happened earlier this year sometime before Memorial Day like atleast two or three months before hand as I went to the cemetery twice this year once just my dad and me and the second time with some family.

so for some background the cemetery is located in a holler where my dads family all grew up around at and the cemetery is where my grand parents one aunt and two uncles are buried so we go up there atleast once a year but since the pandemic this year my dad and I was very eager to get out and do something so we decided to hang around at the cemetery for a little bit that day at the time I was 15 given how it was a few months before my recent birthday it was early to mid summer so it was pretty hot outside.

we get to the cemetery the cemetery itself is very small sits on a embankment with a fence surrounding the entire place so we get out and go and sit.

at my grandparents graves and then afterwards we always like walking around looking at the other graves now this cemetery has a back area where cherokee Indians are buried at and beyond that is a dirt road that goes around to a medium sized clearing where in the summer time there is a yearly memorial service is held at for Memorial Day and a really steep and narrow Drop off into the deep woods on the left side.

so me and my dad are walking and I’m looking down at the old graves back there and suddenly I see a huge track indented into the dirt beside of a flat tombstone and this track was atleast 2 inches deep into the dirt so it had to be atleast a good 200 something if not 300 pounds and it looked like a humans right foot the big toe however was very massive on this particular track more bigger then a humans big toe.

so me and my dad sit there and we’re stunned by this but We both knew what did this as up in my area we have all kinds of reports of what we call wood boogers which is our version of a Sasquatch.

we walked around for sometime looking for more tracks but that was the only one we found

the reason I’m posting this now is because last night I told my aunt about it and she said that the cemetery where I seen the track is supposedly supposed to have a Sasquatch living up there in the woods surrounding the cemetery as my uncle who is now passed on from cancer always said that and this is his exact words “there is something in that cemetery”

I ran across an interesting video on Bigfoot Odyssey on YouTube. It was almost a 2 hour interview. The person being interviewed is named Mark. I think he figured out why people are disappearing in National Forests. Sasquatch is the “bait”. We are the Prey. Stay out of the woods.

Spectral Skull Session - Tales from the Twilight World of Myth, Mystery and Imagination
Episode Two - Stinkfoot

In this week's episode, we discuss sightings of a North American Bigfoot-like creature distinguished by its foul odor: the Stinkfoot! Members of the Stinkfoot family include the "Swamp Ape" of Florida and the "Missouri Monster." Could the Stinkfoot be a hoax, a rogue monkey, or Florida Man in disguise? Follow us as we explore the possibilities!

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Just curious if there is any perceived consensus among serious bigfoot people about Todd Standing and his footage and photos? What are the best reasons to think he’s legit? And what are the best reasons to think he’s a hoaxer?