TODAY IN BIGFOOT HISTORY!
1843, St. Lawrence River, New York: Wood Knocking Follows Wagons
Jeb Hacker ran a wagon along the St. Lawrence River. Usually, he would hire himself out for day trips of dry goods or maybe transporting a couple of passengers, though to be fair, his wagon had few amenities – let alone seats.
It had been a slow month along the river and Hacker was down to his last few cents, which he was saving in case the horse needed new shoes, which I probably the reason why Hacker agreed to take a young woman and her mistress up to Montreal, Canada.
It was a few day trip and he might lose money on the whole procedure, if the weather turned bad. The first night after they set out, Hacker remained up to brush his horse. That is when the whole woods around him seemed to pop to live with a terrific knocking sound.
First, Hacker thought it was gunfire, but the sound was not crisp enough and more organic sounding. Maybe like rocks hit together or against fallen logs. While the knocking sounded very harsh and loud, it did not disturb the sleeping women. Or if it did, they said nothing of it the next morning.
The following night, they were caught in a downpour and sheltered in the wagon. When Hacker excused himself to make water, he heard the knocking sounds again. This time louder and with much more violence. It seemed to come from several directions at once. If Hacker knew better he would have suspected they were surrounded.
Once they got to Montreal, Hacker inquired about the knocking with some other highway men in the local saloon. They told him he had been very lucky. Most people who heard those sorts of knocks, reported to have been attacked. The daylight attacks occurred the following day as stagecoaches and wagons were barraged by boulders and tree branches falling all around them as they made their way through the woods.
The locals claimed there was a family of Bigfoot who lived in the woods and did not take kindly to trespassers.