1993, Tumwater, Washington: Boy Goes Missing From Campsite

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1993, Tumwater, Washington: Boy Goes Missing From Campsite

John and Holly Sandstrom had planned for 8 months to take their 11 year old son Paul camping in the Cascades. The family enjoyed nearly a week of swimming, hiking, and canoeing.

On their fourth night there, Holly was awakened by a loud noise outside their tent. She heard rustling, like someone was trying to commando crawl through the bushes, followed by heavy grunting breathing. Fearing for the safety of her family, she woke up her husband. But by the time he sat up, Holly no longer heard the noises outside.

The fifth night, Holly insisted on staying in Paul’s tent, much to his chagrin. The night passed without incident.

The final night the family was scheduled to camp, Holly agreed she would let Paul sleep alone in his own tent. The next morning, Holly and John woke up to find that Paul, his tent, and almost all his clothes were gone. Disappeared.

The Sandstrom family continues to look for their son. Though Holly is convinced Paul was taken by a mountain creature of some sort, probably a Bigfoot. John has not ruled out his wife as the culprit. She never really liked the boy.

1994, Bogachiel State Park, Washington: Bird Watcher Finds Hand Print

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1994, Bogachiel State Park, Washington: Bird Watcher Finds Handprint

Birdwatcher Loni Lewis was out in Bogachiel Park scanning the trees for birds. She kept checking her field guide, making a small dot next to each bird that she came across.

It was a beautiful day.

After seeing a lovely Chukar fly off from a low branch, Lewis went to make a make in her guide, when she noticed something odd and out of place. She saw a large muddy hand print wrapped around the trunk of the tree.

This was not a normal hand print either. It was gigantic. The finger size and length was much too wide and long for a human. And that width of the palm was just about the size of Loni’s whole head.

Loni mentioned to a Park Ranger friend of hers and the ranger told her several campers discovered similar prints as well as footprints. The campers were convinced that a Bigfoot had made them.

Loni Lewis is not so sure.

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.

1972, Mt. Shuksan, Washington: Bigfoot Scares Campers with Tree Shaking

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1972, Mt. Shuksan, Washington: Bigfoot Scares Campers with Tree Shaking

Mark Johson and his family of four were camping in the Mt. Shuksan area of Washington state. They planned this trip for a year and were two days into their vacation.

After turning in for the night around 8:30 PM, the three children playing a card game in their shared tent. Mark and his wife enjoyed some alone time in their tent. The family was startled when the tree next to their camp site began to shake violently. Not just the branches, but the entire tree.

The entire family emerged from their tents to see the tree ripple and quake like a punching bag hit by a professional boxer. When Mark walked around the tree to see what caused this shaking, he came face to chest with a huge Bigfoot. The creature was pounding the tree with both enormous fists.

Mark stood there in shock as the Bigfoot turned to consider this puny human. It looked Mark up and down, howled at the top of its lungs then slowly walked off into the woods.

It took Mark a few weeks to be able to speak about what he saw on the other side of the tree. His family believed it was really a bear he saw, but never had the courage to say it to their father’s face.

1980, Tiger Mountain RV Park, Washington: L. Ron Hubbard Meets A Bigfoot

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1980, Tiger Mountain RV Park, Washington: L. Ron Hubbard Meets A Bigfoot

While L. Ron Hubbard was in hiding and traveling around the Pacific Northwest with Pat and Anne Broeker, he told Pat the following story:

“Pat. I was sitting outside having a cigarette. I suddenly got an urge, an invitation, to walk into the woods. I must have walked for miles and miles. I felt no fatigue nor did I sweat, even though the afternoon was hot. I was being pulled along. Led by some terrific mental force compelling me to walker faster. The invitation was urgent and growing more so.”

“Eventually, I ended up in a large clearing. All the trees had been cut down forming a perfect circle. In the middle of the circle was a throne of sorts. A crude throne made by branches woven together. Clear primitive tech.”

“Sitting on this woodland throne was the hairiest ape man I could imagine. He had massive appendages. His hands could crush the largest Mexican wrestler’s rib cage between its thumbs. It introduced itself to me as T’Heior’Dor the King of the Bigfoot.”

“We talked for many hours. He told me that the Bigfoot have been the rulers of the Americas for billions of years. They were pleased with my work, though, they were surprised that humans could comprehend the truth. Bigfoot had evolved beyond tech, born CTC (cleared theta clear).”

“Pat. The Bigfoot King revealed to me exciting new levels. I must devote the rest of my life to recording this exciting and troubling new OT levels!”

Pat Broeker only released this story a few years ago during an interview with Rene.

1954, Wynoochee River, Washington: Man in Canoe Sees Baby Bigfoot

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1954, Wynoochee River, Washington: Man in Canoe Sees Baby Bigfoot

Avid canoe enthusiast, Leon Ambrose took his new 12 foot Cartopper out for the day. As he was gliding along a smooth stretch of the Wynoochee River, just about where the railroad crosses the river, Ambrose heard crying. First he paid it little attention, since it was the middle of the day and babies are not uncommon. But when the crying did not let up, he turned his ear to really listening to it.

“The sound was very close to an infant’s wail except that there was a touch of something under it. The more I pricked up my ears, the more I heard the throaty growl. I thought it might be a dog,” Ambrose paused, “Then I quickly put that out of my mind, since no dog I ever heard cried like a newborn baby. I should know having raised hunting dogs all my life.”

As Ambrose floated along, the crying got louder and louder. It encircled him and echoed around the bend.

“Then I saw it. A little baby Bigfoot. The little guy was completely soaked, its brown hair matted down, making it look skinny and frail. It must’ve slipped in the mud and fallen in the river. I splashed the paddle into the water. The little Bigfoot shook like a dog, shot a mean look in my direction, then slowly trudged up the slope toward the railroad trestle.”

Ambrose told his wife when he got home and she scolded him for teasing that poor little guy.

1976, Mount Adams, Washington : Hikers Followed By Baby Bigfoot

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1976, Mount Adams, Washington : Hikers Followed By Baby Bigfoot

Pyle Lenning and Milton Beas were camping on Mount Adams in Washington State.  On the second night of their trip, Beas was awoken by pound rustling around his pup tent. By the time he found his flashlight, whatever was checking out his tent had shuffled off.

Beas told Lenning about the noises. Lenning explained that raccoons often bothered the tents, especially around dawn. Beas was satisfied. A few hours into this hike, the pair stopped to eat lunch. While they were finishing up, Lenning heard some human like sighing behind them. When he shushed Beas’ harmonica playing, the breathing was no longer audible.

That night another visitor snorted around the edge of Beas’ tent again. This time he called out, which audibly startled the visitor, who could be heard scampering off.  The next morning, Lenning found human like footprints in the dirt a few feet from the camp. The prints were, in Lenning’s opinion, clearly a young Bigfoot.

The next few days, both men heard the loud breathing, snapping of branches, and a soft whine at night. While the continued to find foot print evidence, neither of the men actually saw the creature. Lenning postulated that the young Bigfoot was on his own for the first time and had yet to determine if campers were friendly or hostile. He hoped that their interaction would not give the creature a false sense of security.