Bigfoot Sightings

OBSERVED: Heavily wooded in areas, lake community along shore for many miles. Just a week end place on the lake. I walked out on my upper deck at 11:30 or 12 to look at the stars and enjoy the quiet and lights reflecting on the lake before going to bed. Just standing there quietly. Then this horrendous yell just like the one Moneymaker makes, not Bobo, came from dense woods across the road, I am guessing about one third mile away. Dog barking exploded from the area. I came inside, frightened and stunned at what I had just heard. The next morning at daylight, I took my coffee out on deck to watch the sun come up. Heard it twice again about 2 minutes apart, but not as loud from the same area, but no dogs barked. I looked at google map of the area, nothing but woods and one home off to one side for many acres. The sheer volume of that yell is not humanly possible. There are a few logging roads that do not really go up into that area very far.

Description of Creature: nothing observed. Just quiet night with no traffic on Hwy.

Other Notes: Not that I know of. Reading over this it does not look like much. I am 60, have traveled and lived many places. Never ever have I heard anything like this before .but, I knew what it was immediately. On the look out every day and every night hoping (I think) to get a photo of it. This is a prime location because of sparse population, dense woods, and lots of isolated shoreline. Abundant fish and other wildlife, large birds and deer. I hope this does not sound dumb, for I am a serious and honest person. It was not a human yell.

Other (Informational or Encounter History in the General Area) Notes: About 40 years ago I lived in a trailer really high off the ground on kitchen end in south Chilton County, about 30 miles south of here close to the little town of Verbena. The trailer was in the middle of 42 acres with no other houses. My sister and her baby were staying overnight with me. We started hearing horribly loud, deep, growling outside end of trailer, and sister was VERY frightened. The vent fan high on wall over stove on back of trailer was slammed shut with a loud bang. It had to be at least 10 feet off ground. I had been reading about Sasquatch and the Yeti for many years, Indian tales, etc., and had been living in PA near where a teen boy came upon one at night on a mountain road. I knew about Sasquatch even back then. I thought it was either a Sasquatch or some really stupid person out in the deep woods late at night with a stick heavy and long enough to slam that vent fan cover shut. No one who knows me would ever try something like that with me or even try to sneak up on me. We had no telephone or neighbors, my sister was terrified with that little baby in arms, so, I went outside with a flashlight and a pistol to check things out so she would relax. She never knew how scared I was. Found no tracks or signs the next morning, but we left for Mom's house anyway. I never stayed there alone again.

Additional Notes and or Follow up Comments: Upon contact, the witness responded with this: I have lived alone for many years and not easily frightened. Also, it was in May of this year, but do not remember exact date. The woods due north and west across the highway is where yells came from. The Verbena incident was about 1974. Earlier that year my husband and I had been cutting wood on the back of that 42 acres (which I still have) when the hair just stood up on our necks, we looked at each other, and without a word we loaded up chain saw and left for our other home. I never lived down there again because of being so frightened by those two incidents. My now deceased husband told me when he was 6 years old and living in an old house on property adjacent to the Verbena acres in 1948 that he had been left home alone. Right after dark he heard something on the front porch and saw a huge dark form standing at the screen door looking in at him. He had grabbed a 22 rifle and shot the thing. It jumped off the porch and ran. Cannot believe all this is coming back to me here tonight. There have been numerous sightings in that general area through the years that were written up in the little Clanton newspaper. A young man privately reported to my Sheriffs Deputy Dad during the 1970's that a huge hairy man thing had come up to his VW bug while he and his girlfriend were parking in woods late at night in that area and rocked the car violently.

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