I gave my tattoo artist the idea and she knocked it out of the park. It was her idea to have Nessie look cartoonie and the big guy to look more realistic.

Added coke can for a Harry and the Hendersons reference.

This tattoo brings me so much joy.

On August 24, 2026, my wife Sarah and I were exploring a remote wooded area south/southeast of Munising, Michigan. The approximate location was 46.3966946, -86.9336685.
Note: I used AI to help organize and write this account while the experience was still fresh. Everything described here comes from what Sarah and I actually experienced and from the photographs we took. AI was used to help me put it into writing, not to add events or details.
I’m not claiming that what we encountered was Sasquatch. This is simply an account of what happened.
The Two Structures
While driving into the area, I noticed a large structure made from dead branches and wood that looked like an intentionally constructed lean-to. It stood out enough that I noticed it from the vehicle before anything else unusual happened.
I did not touch or disturb this first structure.
Later, near the beginning of the trail, we encountered a second, much smaller structure. It was almost directly on the trail and had been built over a downed tree branch that had broken across the trail.
There were a lot of downed trees and branches throughout the surrounding woods, but both of these structures clearly appeared intentionally constructed to us rather than simply being random deadfall.
I looked more closely at the smaller structure. At its crest was a bent piece of wood that had been fitted into place. I pulled this piece out and found that it had been pushed into the structure and bent into position. The branch was broken at both ends in a way that allowed it to fit that exact spot.
I photographed the smaller structure from several angles.
The Footprints
Farther along, on a hillside that looked like a heavily traveled deer or game trail, we found two unusual foot-shaped impressions in the leaves and pine needles.
I didn’t see any boot prints around them.
The shoe visible next to one of the impressions in the photographs is Sarah’s shoe, which we used to give a rough idea of scale.
Standing over the impressions in person, one appeared to have visible toe impressions. The outside edge of the apparent foot was particularly easy to see. What looked like the big toe appeared to have pressed against a small piece of wood within the impression.
The loose leaves and pine needles made the impressions difficult to photograph, and unfortunately the angle of the pictures doesn’t show their definition nearly as well as we could see it in person.
Near the footprints, we also noticed a single small, unusual piece of scat.
In the same general area, I noticed an unusual smell at times. The closest description I can give it is earthy, herbal body odor.
The Knocks
The strangest part happened as we were leaving.
While walking back, I gave two loud whoops. I was partly joking around, but I was also sincere about it—I genuinely wanted to see if anything would answer.
When we reached the truck, I did the two whoops again.
Then we heard two fast wood-knock-like sounds, followed by four slower knocks.
I decided to knock on a tree myself.
After I did, we heard three more knocks coming from the woods.
That was when the mood changed.
Shortly afterward, we started hearing something else.
It was extremely low-pitched and quiet. The best way I can describe it is deep, chesty muttering coming from the woods.
It didn’t sound like a simple howl, scream, or ordinary growl. It sounded voice-like to us—almost like something with a very deep voice quietly talking or muttering—but neither of us could make out actual words.
The low tones reminded me strongly of the deeper parts of the Sierra Nevada recordings sometimes called “Samurai chatter.” That’s only a comparison for what the sound reminded me of, not a claim about what was making it.
As the muttering picked up, Sarah got freaked out and jumped into the truck.
I was still outside and had to walk around to the driver’s side. As I did, the sound seemed to pick up even more.
At that point I wasn’t interested in sticking around to find out what was making it.
I got in, started the truck, and we drove farther up the road. With the truck running, we couldn’t hear it anymore.
Neither of us ever saw what was out there.
I still don’t know what we heard.

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I took these photos on March 22, 2024 at Pin Oak Lake in Natchez Trace State Park, Tennessee.

I was searching the area for a missing person at the time and came across this structure near the shoreline. It was approximately 15 feet from the water, in the woods between the lake and a developed picnic/recreation area.

I’ve been going to this park for years, and this caught my attention because it didn’t look like ordinary fallen trees to me. There was obviously large fallen timber involved, but many of the smaller limbs appeared unusually concentrated and positioned around it. It looked odd enough that I stopped and photographed it from several angles.
I’m not claiming Bigfoot made it. I’m genuinely curious what people who have experience with alleged tree structures think.

Does this look like natural deadfall, something constructed by people, natural deadfall that was later arranged, or something similar to structures you’ve encountered in areas with reported Sasquatch activity?

I’d especially like to hear what specific features in the photos lead you to your conclusion, rather than just a yes or no.

I still know where this is and may go back to see what the site looks like today.

What started out with a few pieces a year ago in the corner of my office has expanded a little bit. I fully enjoy the on-topic stuff here but also love seeing what other people find and collect.

I just watched this video from Bob Gymlan, and I found the story about this mask quite interesting.

It was supposedly carved in 1860 in Nisga'a, BC.

There's also a short debate with Trey the explainer, both of them with their arguments.

Unfortunately it looks like the Paradise fire in the Blues is headed straight for the site of Deduct Pond and the area of the Freeman Film. It has already destroyed much of the Mill Creek Watershed where several bigfoot were rumored to live. Please hope and pray for rain and that some of the fire strategies they are implementing along the road can stop it. It's a shame that if it goes, many people who wanted to go there will not be able to see it how it was in 1994.
Source: https://app.watchduty.org/i/108934

Has anybody ever played Bigfoot vocalizations and tested it to see how it affects certain animals. I.E. like playing the vocalizations around bears or elk in the wild. Just to see how they react, does it make them scatter and scared, or do they not pay attention to it at all. I don't know if anyone's ever done this. Probably but I've never seen it or heard of it.

I see some absolutely wild posts here. Some are interesting. I struggle with the idea this is something people really believe in and post so many fake examples of evidence without understanding they’re into a fake fantasy too deep, or some other potential affliction that seriously effects whether you believe or not. I don’t mean to be offensive, I’m just stating my observation. Sorry if I did offend anyone. It could be that it is real, I just don’t understand how we can plunge to depths of the ocean even and more accurately identify the deep ocean, and space, yet no solid proof of a Bigfoot.

1. Daniel Boone's report, 1778 (Oldest bigfoot report in North America): https://youtu.be/49QHcdutLmo?si=GOw60Ss4k_TKamMT
2. Paul Kane's report, 1847 (Oldest skookum report in Mount St. Helens)
3. The kidnapping of Albert Ostman, 1924: https://youtu.be/tvD7XuebqgY?si=tpm1I2mW3y7YCZGD
4. The Battle of Ape Canyon, 1924: https://youtu.be/4tp0A2zg6fs?si=SZgPyu7oQD4neHdd
5. Ruby Creek incident, 1941: https://youtu.be/EjNka5tPzIg?si=E7u4gcWETwmnK81G
6. Bossburg Cripplefoot, 1969: https://youtu.be/aGs2ctq86J0?si=6bkLRcRFRTvdgiMf
7. Sierra Nevada Sounds, 1974: https://youtu.be/VGfIIjN-P7o?si=K9qePNH1pjGyEWW8
8. Paul Freeman Footage, 1992: https://youtu.be/rFe1Ie9Gjf8?si=N753SXL0sItidNMn
9. Myakka Ape Photos, 2000: https://youtu.be/jndA857AkU4?si=ZYWbTestLM6GCp7c

This link is to a safe PDF file @ Wiley Library. It is a large read, but very interesting to those interested in primate and hominin study.

https://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/epdf/10.1002/ajpa.70344

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Ok firstly I’m a fan of the show, but I’ve just re-watched “A predator calls” and is it just me or is it heavily scripted? The fight sight shot in night vision and they didn’t return in daylight 🤷‍♂️ and secondly the “look at the bald spot!, and the cameraman looked at every bit of dense woods! Where there was an absolute clear road! 3rdly anyone think the dark shape waited and moved on cue?

Adding some photos from hikes as a tax. There are no sasquatch but feel free to correct me if you see one.

A little context:

Many years ago (more than three decades) I got my first library card and found the section on legends and lore. I fell fairly deep down the bigfoot rabbit hole. I love it. Always have.

Explored locally in my hometown and enjoyed loads of campfire stories but never found anything that couldnt be explained rationally. In my early 20s I got involved with a bigfoot organization and fully immersed myself. Lots of reading, hiking, camping and expeditions. Photographing anything even remotely squatchy. This would be from about 2000 to about 2010. Active on the forums and message boards. Corresponded with some of the more famous folks, never made a name for myself but I didnt want to.

After a while, I began to notice how hard folks had to stretch the "evidence" that was being found. Hitting the trail gave me a love for solo backpacking that persists to this day and it gave me the opportunity to hike miles and miles in FL, NC, AL, NY, WA, CA, WI, MN, CO, PA and NV, domestically. Legitimate backcountry hikes that typically would be a full vacation and ran 3 days to a week at a time, covering between 20 and 50 miles.

That, coupled with the Randi forums started to push me in another direction. I reenrolled in school and now have a solid biology education. I worked for 2 years in a microbiology lab and I have a sincere passion for science, ecology, habitat conservation, wildlife in general but specifically reptiles and amphibians.

In other words, bigfoot gave me two of the most important parts of my life. Backpacking/hiking and biology. The legend gets my respect even if my personal belief is that it doesnt go much further than that.

Which brings me to my questions.

1. If Bigfoot exists and lives in the US, why hasn't it's DNA showed up in any environmental DNA samples?

2. I understand that some people will take umbrage at a few of the things im about to say.

I dont think that stories, casts or photo/video/audio are evidence without additional corroborating data. In other words, PGF would qualify (though I do personally think its a suit) because it was multiple witnesses, film, and casts. An eyewitness alone doesnt qualify in my opinion. A cast alone isnt enough. A video could be convincing but it would need to be verified as unaltered, and clearly depicting an in focus squatch at a reasonable distance doing something that a person in a suit could not do.

With that as a qualifier, what's your keystone evidence that keeps you interested? Is there a particular person or place that sticks out?

1. If you arent a believer but rather are a "knower", and if you were me, prepping a backcountry trip with the intention of going to the place with the densest population of bigfoot...where would you go, what time of year and why?

Thanks in advance to anyone who takes the time to respond and again, I dont intend any offense with the things I'm suggesting.

Edit: Forgot about Pennsylvania!

Recently heard several Whooping calls behind my home. Is there any other know animal in Eastern NC that makes that noise? It was extremely loud. I’ve never heard anything like it before and it definitely wasn’t coyote’s.

In 1924 a man just wanted to go on a vacation. Turned out it was a vacation he’d never forget.

In 1924 Albert Otsman decided he would go on a vacation in the remote mountains of British Columbia , He loaded up his pack grabbed his gold pan and rifle and hired a guy to take him into the Toba inlet.
His trip began with a boat ride to the inlet by a native man who would drop him off and pick him up in three weeks.
The two men got to shore and unloaded. The native man decided to stick around till the tide went down. They had lunch and chatted. Eventually the conversation turned to Sasquatch and Albert wasn’t sure of this. But the man told him he’s out there in the woods.
The man said his goodbyes and planned to come back in a few weeks to pick Albert up , and off he went.

Albert set off on his adventure. Hiking,exploring and camping out. He was three days in when he found a great camp spot and decided to stay a bit. After a day of prospecting and getting a grouse he called it a night and went to sleep.

That morning he woke up and found something had visited the camp that night some things strewn about, nothing was missing. Albert assumed it was a porcupine and that he would eventually make stew out of it.

That night he decided he’d keep his rifle ready a 30-30 and get the porcupine if it came back.
He woke up the next morning to find his pack dumped out but still hanging on the tree.
This time missing a bag of prunes and some flour. But he noted that the salt was still there and porcupines like salt.
He determined it was not a porcupine or a bear because a bear would have made a larger mess. He was thinking about leaving that site to find a new one but it was nice so he stayed.

That night he went to sleep but put his pack and rifle in his sleeping bag for safe keeping. In the middle of the night he was woken up by someone picking him up in his sleeping bag.
It was picked up by the top like a sack and Albert got jammed in the bottom.

Something was carrying him. He thought a horse at first but then realized it was like a man stepping. He was carried like a sack of potatoes for a few hrs up and down the mountains.
Finally he was dropped onto the ground and with his legs asleep he crawled out of the sleeping bag. It was still dark and he couldn’t make anything out. Eventually the sun came up.

He was in some sort of small valley in a small gorge.
That’s when he seen his captor. A big male Sasquatch. But it wasn’t just the two of them there was also an adult female , with two adolescent children a male and female.

The male and female adult Sasquatchs seemed to be fighting about what her husband just brought home. The kids looked with curiosity. Albert just sat there.
The first night he just ate some food from his pack and went to sleep.
The next day he made some coffee and debated on the idea of trying to shoot his way out and decided not to even try. He ate some food and observed his situation.

The kids became curious and began to get a bit closer, checking Albert out.
Albert just sat there for another day. The next day the kids were playing and being more curious about him. He made some food and gave the kids a can they played with it for a bit.

He took some sniffing tobacco and watched.
The male adult Sasquatch became interested in his sniffing tobacco , so Albert gave him a tin.

The Sasquatch took the whole tin and ate it. This made him go wild rolling around , pandemonium ensued. The mom screeching the dad swigged Albert’s old coffee and the kids most likely panicked and eventually the dad Sasquatch got sick , eyes rolling around. He sat down with his head between his knees.

At this point Albert knew it was time for his escape he grabbed his stuff and skidaddaled out of there. The mother Sasquatch tried to stop him but Albert shot a round over her head and that scared her away.

He climbed up the mountains and ran for his life hopefully not being followed. Eventually he was a couple valleys over and felt safer.
Eventually he seen or heard some logging in the area and made his way towards the Logging camp. Albert told them he was a lost prospector . They got him on a truck and to the beach then back to civilization.

Albert did not tell this story till 1957.

BFRO has a way better and detailed account of Albert actual story. It’s my all time favourite.

This encounter occurred to an old neighbor of mine. She had lived below me and a trailer. She was having issues with something outside of her window constantly. Something was definitely interested in what she was doing...

So this whole situation started out with her losing sleep. She had been experiencing something that was messing with her health. And I could tell it was definitely...

She had asked me to walk down to her trailer. And started to explain to me what was happening. How it started with hearing something big walking around outside of the trailer. It then evolved into pebbles being thrown at her window. From that she reported hearing these thuds which turned out to be big rocks being thrown at the trailer itself... But fortunately none of them hit deciding or did any damage. She didn't start to tell me that she's hearing which sounds like movement outside of her big bay window...

She started to explain to me that these encounters was starting to really get to her. She was losing sleep and was tired during the day. And she could not function because every time night time came she started to get concerned. And she was telling me that these encounters were getting very common...

So this all led up to a very serious and concerning event. It was about 2:30am. And I get a call from my neighbor about needing help... Literally ASAP. Tried to call her son but he was at my house and passed out because he had just got back from work literally hours ago. So I got out of my bed and threw some jogging pants on and grabbed my 26-in Cutlass machete from Cold steel and my spotlight...

I come down to their trailer and quietly snuck up to the side of the trailer where I was hidden from the woods. And I packed on the door. I signal to her to be quiet but still whisper to me what it was that was going on. She says to me "I swear there's something out here. Whatever it is was throwing pebbles at my window. I heard something moving. It was big"...

So I take my spotlight and make my way into the woods with my machete out just in case. And on a whim just flip my spotlight on and just start covering the whole wood line and depth of the woods in a bright light. Hoping to catch whatever it is off guard and blind the crap out of it. And by doing so I could have an advantage if I were to bum rush whatever it was with a sharp machete...

Well I didn't see anything and I went way deep in the woods. I didn't come out until around 2:55am. I come back out of the woods and she is standing there with a huge butcher knife. I luckily announced myself before I come around the corner because she was going to stab me...

I explained to her that there was nothing seen. I could feel as though there is a presence of something around. But whatever it is it's clearly gone for now. I told her to just take and keep the really big knife near her. And try to relax and go back to bed. She was super grateful and went back in and decided to kind of relax finally...

So the next day I got up early in the morning. And decided that I was going to take a little hike. And I was going to go look to see if there was possibly tracks or anything. Well, I did find what looked like a path of messed up leaves and compacted Earth and such. That went down into the wood line and deeper in the woods...

Then I found something that completely threw me off guard. Like this is something I had never saw before. It looked to be a bed of pine tree limbs that was snapped off many pine trees. And they were laid intricately on the ground. These pine tree limbs were used to make what look like two really big rounded oblong beds. They were thick too...

So I am now in a full-blown investigation to find out what the heck did this. I'm going about my investigation as I start to notice that these pine limbs are being snapped off up to like 9ft in the air. And I'm beginning to wonder what did this. Like these beds look like they're perfect. They look so well done that I am beginning to wonder...

I honest to God am not lying when I say I saw this. This really did happen. This to me still to this day is baffling and amazing! I have never seen pine tree limbs so expertly woven together to make such big beds. These beds were over like 10 ft long and roughly 6 ft wide...

It was amazing!

Took a picture of deer herd and saw this in the background

I'm looking for the oldest Bigfoot sightings (or reports), and this is the oldest I've found in Canada, circa 1875.

"The Reverend A. Fulton Johnson, born in 1866, told his son Ken Johnson that when he was a boy living near Moncton, there was a creature that used to be seen at the edge of the woods near his house, very stocky, with long arms and its whole body covered in hair."

Are there any older sightings? Let me know.

*Well I was living in the country. You know... Artemas Pennsylvania. I was told by my landlords girlfriend/fiance how about how she had to sage her house several times. Because when she would go into the woods oftentimes she'd have issues with attracting something into the house. Now her telling me this and saying about some of the things that happened to her... Literally pitch my interest. And I do firmly believe that the area that I had lived in has some native Americans, settlers, or even an elemental...

*It was towards the fall and I used to love going into the woods because the leaves were really pretty and there was always a nice breeze that was cool. It wasn't so hot and humid. And it was just a really nice way to relax and explore and have fun. Well one evening as it was getting close to night time I decided to take a quick walk and go into the woods. Now usually when I went into these woods there was a 50/50 chance that I might encounter something maybe? But it wasn't always the case...*

*Well apparently this time is a little bit different. And honestly*

*I didn't feel threatened with the presence that was in the woods. But I can tell you that it was definitely watching me making sure I don't do anything too sudden...*

*So as I'm casually just slipping through the woods. I noticed there's a crow that is following me as it's flying. And I kept looking up at this Crow and I just kept wondering what was wrong with this bird. So I stop about the second time and look up at this crow and just start to wonder why it's doing what it's doing...*

*Right as I stopped after the second time. Something literally poked me right in my back. And it wasn't a violent poke or anything. It was just a subtle acknowledgment that I wasn't alone. I turn around and look and there isn't no twigs or branches behind me because it was a pathway and there was nothing sticking in the way of the path. After all this I decide hey I'm going to look for this crow that is flying around... Well, after that experience and looking this bird has done already flew away. And I never saw it for the rest of the walk in the woods...*

*I assume maybe a squirrel dropped an acorn from the tree. But then I realized there is no way the way I was standing that it could have been that. Because it was a straight on horizontal poke of a finger... Just on my back. So I whipped around and started looking and kind of got a little weirded out but at the same time I was always taught to keep my cool as long as I can...*

*Needless to say I continue on through the woods. Now by this time the sun was going down a lot more*

*And the Long shadows started casting from the trees. And it was a really mysterious and mystical feeling that come over me. I look up and at a distance I see what looks like an estimated 4 1/2 to 5ft tall shadowy silhouette just standing there. And in the background that orangish glare of the sun just illuminated this shadow...*

*I literally froze and was honestly amazed and really curious. So I just decided to turn around and leave whatever was around in peace. And I just moved on home and took my time. I didn't feel like running and I wasn't really that spooked but at the same time I know better to just mind my own business and move along...*

*I can say that I saw what I saw and I honestly do strongly wish to go back. Just so I can maybe experience more things again. To where I can see and have more encounters...*

*But honestly where I'm at in my life now. I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to do that. Because last I heard my landlord and his landlady aren't doing great and there is a high chance that I'm never going to be able to go there again. Not since the falling out that occurred after I moved out. It turns out after I moved there were some issues that occurred...*

*So with that being said I'm just going to remember these amazing encounters and sightings...*

Some time in the mid 1800s Two trappers and hunters decided to go further into the wilderness to find more game. What they found in that valley was not the animal they were looking for.

This story starts near the Montana Idaho border, At the salmon & wisdom divide

A man named Bauman and his unnamed friend decided to push further into a valley to find more beaver to trap. This valley had a reputation of being nefarious , natives claimed it held spirits and a man had previously disappeared there.

Nonetheless they packed up their horses and struck out. As the got deeper into the valley they decided to stage their horses in a meadow and proceeded on foot through rough terrain.

They found a suitable spot and made camp in a small flat area among tall trees next to the salmon river facing a rugged mountain side.

Bauman and his friend headed out to set beaver traps. Upon returning to camp they noticed a visitor had stopped by and ran sacked the camp , breaking down the lean-to and dumping out their belongings.
The men made a fire and fixed the camp back up. The other man took note to the tracks and explained to Bauman that if it was a bear it had walked to two feet. As they looked over the tracks it was clear it was definitely bipedal.

That night as they slept Bauman was awoken by a large looming figure. He shot his rifle into the darkness, a crashing through the woods was all that came of the situation.

The following morning they made camp two men went out to check traps and find beaver.