1978, Ecola State Park, Oregon : Bigfoot Hunter Becomes the Hunted

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1978, Ecola State Park, Oregon : Bigfoot Hunter Becomes the Hunted

Amateur Bigfoot hunter Clarence Schutletter had been in the Ecola State Park for nearly a week. He had established a grid and was methodically scouring the terrain for any and all hints or evidence of a Sasquatch.

Schutletter had stopped to eat a baloney sandwich. It was a little after one o’clock in the afternoon. Schutletter felt that he was being watched. So he grabbed his 35mm camera and started scanning the area around him. He saw nothing.

The rest of the day, though, he could not shake the feeling that he was being followed – stalked even. At his campsite later that night, he was so uneasy that he could not sleep. Schutletter just felt something was watching him.

The following morning, Schutletter found hundreds of tracks circling his campsite. While the tracks overlapped so much it was impossible to definitively determine if the tacks were made by an animal or a Bigfoot. But Schutletter has a clear sense that the Bigfoot hunter became the Bigfoot huntee that night.

2012, Smith Mountain Lake, Virginia: Turkey Hunting Bigfoot

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2012, Smith Mountain Lake, Virginia: Turkey Hunting Bigfoot 

Caleb Sarka and his Grandfather Jim were walking along a ridge near Smith Mountain Lake. On side there was a low grassy area. On the other, a steep slope. Caleb wanted to try climbing up the slope, but his Grandfather said no. It rained and he did not want to take a muddy boy back home.

As they discussed this, Caleb lost interest. Distracted by the group of turkeys. Feeling bad for the boy’s sense of adventure, his grandfather suggested Caleb to see how close he could get to a turkey. Caleb bet he could just about touch one. His grandfather chuckled as the turkeys flew away just as Caleb started down the slope.

Caleb’s look of disappointment quickly changed to surprise. Both boy and grandfather heard a terrifying scream. More like a growling hoot, the sound came from all around them. Caleb ran back up the ridge. His grandfather said it must be kids trying to scare them. Caleb was not convinced but agreed.

They walked on. About five minutes later, they stopped dead in their tracks by a loud thundering noise. Then the ground shook. Like when construction crews drop something on the road they are going to dig up. Caleb and his grandfather agreed that something weird was happening.

Just as they left the woods, the hooting screams got more intense. The anger conveyed was fierce. Caleb is convinced that the turkeys he scared off were being hunted by several bigfoot. They were really mad that he cost them their supper. Caleb’s grandfather agrees that whatever they heard was odd, indeed.

2009, Gold Lake, CA: Man Claims To Have Hunted and Killed Two Bigfoot

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2009, Gold Lake, CA: Man Claims To Have Hunted and Killed Two Bigfoot

Justin Smeelack was hunting with his boss, Randall Dereks.  The two men claim that in the early afternoon, they began to hear a very heavy creature moving toward their stakeout positions.  Dereks described the breaking of trees and the shuffling of dirt and leaves.  Smeelack reports that he was frightened and wanted to flee the scene, fearing that what was approaching them was a battalion of ATVs or other hillbilly mobile transportation devices.

Smeelack had insulted some towns people the night before while the friends drank in a bar.  During a contentious drunken game of darts, Smeelack accused the locals of tampering with the flights on his darts.  A heated argument ensued and the authroties were called to the bar.  A few of the local toughs were arrests for disorderly conduct and resisting arrest.

Smeelack was convinced that those guys were out of jail and hot for revenge.  Dereks was unconvinced that there was any chance that the thing moving toward them was anything other than a large animal, quite possibly a bear.

Smeelack readied his rifle and as soon as the creature broke the clearing, he fired several rounds into the creature.  Just as Smeelack rapidly fired, Dereks shouted, “HOLY SHIT! THAT AIN’T NO BEAR!!”

In fact, Smeelack immediately broke down fearing that he had killed a person.  That is when Dereks opened fire.  Smeelack did not see what Dereks was shooting at, until the smaller creature fell dead, shot in the back several times as it tried to get back into the woods.

Smeelack and Dereks had killed a Bigfoot and its child.  Panicked they quickly fled the scene without taking photographs, or marking the exact spot or trying to bring the bodies with them.  They did claim, in subsequent interviews, to have carved out enough flesh meat to make three decent sized Bigfoot steaks.

The pair have defended their story for many years now.  Neither has deviated from the original telling, though, other researchers have challenged the veracity of their tale.

1969, Lake Worth Texas, Make Out Teens Take Pot Shots At Peeping Bigfoot

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1969, Lake Worth Texas, Make Out Teens Take Pot Shots At Peeping Bigfoot

Teenage couple, Tara Swollen and James Bash, were parked at a secluded make out spot near Lake Worth, Texas. The two had only been dating a few weeks, so the activity in the automobile was hot and heavy.

Through the steamy backseat window, Tara Swollen claims she saw bright, flickering green glowing eyes approaching. As the eye globes got closer to the window, Tara screamed. James Bash, thinking, at first, he had damaged Tara in some accidental way, jumped off her. Having been entangled in one messy pregnancy scare, last summer, James was a bit make out shy.

But when he saw the peeping tom outside the window, he shouted and kicked at the door. Hoping to scare the man off, instead, James says, it became clear that the peeper was no ordinary man. Completely covered in white fur, with pointed, fleshy nubs protruding from its forehead like horns, and a snout with a black dripping nose, the creature snorted in heavy breathing.

James crawled into the drivers seat and grabbed the pistol he stowed under it. Inching the driver’s side door open, he could see the beast rubbing itself, monstrously, while drooling and staring with passive, half closed eye intensity at the half clothed Tara, cowering in the backseat.

James Bash shouted again, this time a profanity. The creature turned on its massive heels. Suddenly face to face with the abomination, James spat in disgust.  He brought the pistol up and aimed. Before he could fire, the white monster roared and started running toward the woods.

James Bash managed to peel off a few rounds, but was uncertain if he hit the creature. Later, he would be cited by Texas law enforcement for hunting big game without the proper license.