1963, Chequamegon-Nicolet National Forest, Wisconsin: Bigfoot Raft Launch

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1963, Chequamegon-Nicolet National Forest, Wisconsin: Bigfoot Raft Launch

Monty Pruitt was smoking cigarettes by the river. He was still upset about being dragged out to on this family vacation. He wanted to go to the water park they just opened, but get eaten alive by fleas.

As Pruitt flicked a cigarette butt into the water, he saw a Bigfoot emerge from the bushes. Pruitt watched in awe as the gigantic creature crept to the edge of the water. It was holding in its hands a small wooden raft. It was maybe the size of a two by four.

The creature ever so gently launched the toy raft into the river. The Bigfoot clapped and seemed to laugh with delight as the little raft floated away. The monster chased after it, obviously very happy with the toy raft’s successful launch.

Pruitt went back to his family and reported what he saw, but none of them believed it.

1967, Scapegoat Mountain, Montana: Bigfoot’s Glowing Orbs Observed

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1967, Scapegoat Mountain, Montana: Bigfoot’s Glowing Orbs Observed

Andrew Spikro was camping in the area around Scapegoat Mountain. He had just put down the book he was reading in his tent and turned down his battery operated lantern. Just as the dark filled the tent, Spikro saw five or six glowing orbs outside his tent.

He sat up to get a better look. The orbs were about the size of softballs. And that moved in semi-circles up and down around his tent.

Spikro could only guess how bright they actually were, since they were clearly defined through the dark fabric of his tent. As the orbs moved around the campsite, he heard grunting and snorting. Spikro claims these noises were clearly communication to several creatures.

The orbs and noise of campsite rummaging went on for a quarter hour. Then once the orbs were gone, Spikro went out to investigate his campsite. He found about 50 to 70 Bigfoot prints in the dirt around his tent.

Over the years, Spikro has been unable to get a satisfactory answer as to what those Bigfoot Glowing Orbs were or why they were there.

1964, Fife Creek Valley, California: Scientist sees Bigfoot Tangled in Tinsel

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1964, Fife Creek Valley, California: Scientist sees Bigfoot Tangled in Tinsel

Dr. T. Charles Loretta was hiking in the Fife Creek Valley collecting samples of Ramalina menziesii. Dr. Loretta hoped to make the Lace Lichen so popular that one day it would be made the state lichen.

As Dr. Loretta set up to take a series of photographs of a cluster of lichen he discovered, he heard branches cracking along the hill above him. Then the doctor heard a heavy shuffling like someone was dragging a duffle bag.

 Dr. Loretta saw a big figure lumbering along the ridge. He seemed to sparkle in the sunlight breaking through the redwood canopy. As he focused on the sparkling, he determined that the creature had Christmas tree tinsel matted or struck it its hair.

He postulated that the Bigfoot must have tangled with the wrong garbage pile and somehow came in contact with a pile of discarded Christmas trees. Or, more unlikely, the Bigfoot put the tinsel there itself as a style statement, but that would defeat any camouflage effect the creature naturally developed.

While Dr. Loretta did not get any photos of the Bigfoot, he did get several usable shots of the lichen.

1969, Redwood State Park, California: Man Sees Blurry Figure

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1969, Redwood State Park, California: Man Sees Blurry Figure

David Keys hiked up to a overhang to get a better scenic view of a valley in Redwood State Park. As he scanned the vista and dug through his napsack looking for his sketch book, Keys caught a glimpse of something very strange.

Racing down the steep, flat front of a rock face was a figure that looked half man, half beast. At first, Keys thought it was an animal that might have taken a tumble. But as he watched it move down the incline, Keys was convinced that it was no normal animal.

For one thing, it was much too large to be a bear or goat. And for another thing, it was moving too quickly and agilely to be falling. When the creature got to the loose rocky bottom of the incline it steadied itself before racing off out of sight.

When Keys described what he saw, his Park Ranger friend agreed that it might have been a Bigfoot. There had been several other reports of strange ape or bear like creatures running around the park.

 

1969, Ross Lake, Washington: Campers See Blurs in the Trees

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1969, Ross Lake, Washington: Campers See Blurs in the Trees

While camping with his family, Bill George Rochon, claims that he saw something moving around the tops of the trees.

Rochon tells how after his family went to sleep, he sat up near the dying camp fire smoking his pipe. He heard the trees rustling and whipping around like they would during a storm. But there wasn’t a cloud in the sky nor a hint of a breeze.

Rochon stood up and moved toward the noises. That is when he saw several large ape sized blurs jump from tree to tree. They were almost silent, except for the sound they made launching and landing.

Rochon grew concerned for his family. He thought about shouting or throwing stones at the blurs, but then thought better of it. Since whatever was in those trees, seemed to be minding its own business.

Rochon finished his pipe and went to bed. The next day, he told his family about what he witnessed. His son Georgie was convinced his dad saw some baby Bigfoot.

1965, Sam Houston National Forest, Texas: Hiker Mesmerized

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1965, Sam Houston National Forest, Texas: Hiker Mesmerized

Mike Christian was hiking along Lone Star trail when he thought someone was following him. He walked a bit faster, but slowed himself up by constantly checking over his shoulder. Every rustle or snapped twig set the hair on the back of his neck to stand up.

He barely noticed when he approached the dark, overgrown section of the trail. A part of the forest where the foliage was so thick that it blocked out the sun. Christian was well into the darkened grove, when he heard the cracking of knuckles and a low guttural growl.

He started to run back the way he came but the sudden crack of a tree stopped him cold. If Christian ran three more steps, the thick tree branch that fell would have crushed him. He shrieked and ran the opposite way. He shouted for help and was waving his arms, trying to scare off whatever animal followed him.

Just as he saw the meadow beyond the trees, the butterflies floating in bright sunlight, Christan came face to face with a monster. Bigfoot had stalked him for miles. Now it stood blocking the path. It was brown, with a gigantic head, beady eyes, and enormous teeth that drooled down on its heaving chest. It bent down and roared in Christian’s face.

Christan fainted. When he woke up, a group of teenagers stood around him. He was soaking wet and covered in scrapes and mud. He was miles from where he last remembered being. And the teenagers who found him could offer no explanation as to how he got there or how long he was blackout.

To this day, Christan believes that Bigfoot put him under a magic spell and kept him as a prisoner for days, though there is little evidence, physical or otherwise, to support his belief.

1965, Nantahala National Forest, North Carolina: Bigfoot Sounds Recorded

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1965, Nantahala National Forest, North Carolina: Bigfoot Sounds Recorded

Audio Engineer, Steve Wholeater, ventured into Nantahala Forest to record bird calls for a project. The bird calls were commissioned by a Professor at a prestigious Northern University. Wholeater felt very fortunate that he landed this job.

Days later, as he edited the reel-to-reel tapes, that he discovered something fantastic. Completely unaware of it at the time, Wholeater recorded several minutes of Bigfoot hoots, tree knocking, and at least one long scream. At first, Wholeater was confused by the sounds he heard, but it became clear to him that what he recorded was exceptional in quality and rarity.

Over the next several months, Wholeater traveled the county playing his recordings to Bigfoot Hunters and leading Cryptozoologists. Each and every one of the professionals he played his recordings for were amazed. Many of them attempted to purchased the recordings from him. But Wholeater kept holing out for better, larger offers.

Sadly, Wholeater was killed in a fiery car cash along the California coast. It is widely believed that his recordings were destroyed in the same cash.