1983, Willow Creek, California: Plaster Caster Discovers His Casts Destroyed

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1983, Willow Creek, California: Plaster Caster Discovers His Casts Destroyed

Willard L. Allner, retired navigator, found several excellent Bigfoot footprints in the bushes just off Friday Ridge Road.

Luckily, Allner had his plaster casting equipment in the trunk of his car. He raced back to where he was parked and quickly mixed up the plaster. Within the hour, he had carefully filled the deep and perfect looking impression. He marked the spot with a bandana tied to the end of stick. That was on the 18th of October.

Allner returned to the site to find his plaster casts completely disturbed. It looked like a Bigfoot had clawed at the plaster, completely upsetting the impression. Allner took this as evidence that the Bigfoot did not want proof getting out of its existence.

1983, Willow Creek, California: Abandoned Plaster Footprint Cast Found

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1983, Willow Creek, California: Abandoned Plaster Footprint Cast Found

Sean Granneman was walking his dog, Ranger, along Friday Ridge Road. Ranger became totally fixated on this one spot about twenty five feet off the road.

Ranger would not come back when called, so Granneman had to climb the slight incline to fetch Ranger. When Sean got to see what Ranger was so fixated upon, he started to laugh. Ranger had gotten his paw stuck in a wet plaster cast that filled in a Bigfoot foot impression.

Granneman, used to Bigfoot hunters in the area, just shrugged it off. He felt bad that Ranger ruined some hunter’s plaster impression.

1983, Stinkingwater Mountains, Oregon: Bigfoot Seen Fighting Lynx

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1983, Stinkingwater Mountains, Oregon: Bigfoot Seen Fighting Lynx

James “Chip” Andersend tells a story about the time he was in Stinkingwater Mountains and he saw something completely unbelievable. That is the only thing his family and friends will agree with him on, that the story is unbelievable, but the fact that Chip hasn’t changed a single fact about the story, makes others he knows, believe that Chip, at least, believes the story he tells, even though, Chip does say it sounds unbelievable.

Chip claims that he saw a Bigfoot fighting several large lynx on a rocky ridge. The scuffle was short and very, very dusty, but Chip was able to tell that while the Bigfoot was outnumbered the creatures massive size and obvious strength worked to its advantage.

Chip heard a lot of growling and yelping and yowling, then saw the lynx pounce off down the ridge, like a kitten racing out of the litter box. The Bigfoot threw some rocks after the fleeing cats, then slowly continued on its way, seemingly unharmed or even scratched.

1983, Castlewood Canyon State Park, Colorado: Bigfoot Bothered by Reflection

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1983, Castlewood Canyon State Park, Colorado: Bigfoot Bothered by Reflection

Lee John Horton was 11 years old when his parents took him to Castlewood Canyon. He was super bored and acting out. So parents made him sit on a rock near a little creek and waterfall, while the hiked around.

Horton was wearing a brand new watch. It was a bit too big for him and he thought it was heavy on his wrist so he took it off. That is when he noticed that the back of the watch face reflected the sun brilliantly.

As he played around aiming the reflection along the rocks and hitting the waterfall, he noticed a creature’s head. At first he thought it was just a beaver, but then it turned and he saw its face. Horton knew he was looking a Bigfoot sitting among the rocks.

Instead of being frightened, Horton aimed his watch reflection at the Bigfoot. It took a few minutes to get the aim just right, but finally Horton managed to get the reflection right in the face of the monster.

After a few minutes, of swatting its huge paws around and rubbing its face, the Bigfoot stood up to its full height. It looked over toward Horton, how threw himself flat among the rocks, trying to hide. Horton heard a WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO as the Bigfoot screamed at him in agitation.

When Horton peaked his head up, the Bigfoot was gone. To this day, Horton still does not feel bad about teasing the gentle Bigfoot.

1983, Little Belt Mountains, Wyoming: Hikers Chased by Wild Bigfoot

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1983, Little Belt Mountains, Wyoming: Hikers Chased by Wild Bigfoot

Becky and William McRoberts had spent the day hiking around the Little Belt Mountains area in Wyoming. They came upon a particularly dense area of the woods. Becky noticed the slight tempeture drop and asked William if they could backtrack out of the area. After looking at his map, William decided that they should keep pressing forward since there was a road less than half a mile away.

About five minutes after this conversation the McRoberts heard some rustling behind them. Then they heard tree knocking, followed by a mournful howl. Becky became quiet alarmed, but William assured her to keep going. Soon enough though the noises seemed to be coming from in front of the couple, instead of behind them.

Becky begged William to stop so they could get a bearing on where the sounds were coming from, but he refused. As they stood arguing about it, a large Bigfoot stepped into view about 20 yards away. The couple described it as over 9 feet tall, orange in color, and with the most yellow eyes possible. It smelled like fish and body odor.

When the Bigfoot waved at them, Becky screamed and ran away. William took a second to figure out what was happening and followed her. For the next twenty minutes or so the Bigfoot chased the couple through the woods. Just when they would stop to catch their breath, the creature would pop up and growl at them. This scared them into running again.

Eventually, the couple got away from the monster. Or more likely the Bigfoot grew bored with its little game. The McRoberts consider themselves very lucky to be alive.

1983, Backbone State Park, Iowa: Snowmobile Riders Hear Howls

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1983, Backbone State Park, Iowa: Snowmobile Riders Hear Howls

While riding their rented snowmobiles along some trails in Backbone Park, Amanda and her brother Bert Vikingstone heard a deep, sonorous rumbling that caused them to stop. Fearing something was wrong with one of the motors of the snowmobiles, Bert cut his engine while ordering his sister to keep hers idling.

Listening carefully to the hum of the motor, Bert and Amanda were startled to hear the rumbling grow in pitch and volume. The noise became a whoop that shook the tree tops. Amanda turned off her snowmobile and the two siblings sat listening to the noisy undulations.

The whoop turned into a shriek before it suddenly ceased. Frightened now, the brother and sister started the snowmobiles, turned around and raced back the way they came.

Later, while Amanda tried to imitate the sound they heard, the owner of the snowmobile rental informed the pair that they were lucky because they had heard the cries of a Bigfoot. Some people wait their whole lives and never ever hear even a peep.

Amanda believed what they heard was a Bigfoot, while Bert remains incredulous.

1983, Willamette National Forest, Oregon: Man Finds Bigfoot Tracks

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1983, Willamette National Forest, Oregon: Man Finds Bigfoot Tracks

Many people have come across Bigfoot tracks over the years, but David Duff’s discovery set the Bigfoot community abuzz. Dorf claims that while searching for Bigfoot in Willamette Forest, he came across a strange set of tracks.

The footprints were in some soft dirt and not that clearly defined. It was clear to Duff, an experienced Bigfoot hunter, that he was looking at Bigfoot tracks. The footprints were deep, with a raised ridge around the instep. From heel to big toe the impressions were nearly a foot and half long.

Duff set about marking the prints he found so he could make plaster casts of them. He continued to look for better examples. About thirty yards away from the first set of prints, Duff discovered something startling. Duff found himself looking at a clear impression of where a Bigfoot had sat down to rest.

Immediately, Duff set about casting the butt print in plaster. The impression was massive and one can clearly see the knotted fur of each buttock. Duff presented his twenty-three inch impressions to the world, but many within the Bigfoot community scoffed at his casts. Calling him a fraud for showing off what he claimed was Bigfoot’s butt.