This report contains two audio files
RECEIVED: From the G.C.B.R.O. Web Site Submission Form

DATE:        Septemer 14, 2001 through September 17, 2001

TIME:             (See journal below)

LOCATION:Northern Ontario, Canada,  about 8 to 8 1/2 hours
                 north of Toronto
 

TERRAIN:       Woods
 

OBSERVED:  One of the eyewitness, Mike, has shared his journal of he and his friend's  experience in the wilderness, deep in Ontario, Canada.

Sept 14th, 2001

Jim thinks it would be a good idea for us to keep a journal after our incident last night. I agreed and got stuck with the task of writing it up, Jim all the time saying that his grammar and writing leaves a lot to be desired.

There are four of us up here. Myself, Jim, Devon and Kyle. We finally got our timetables organized enough to make this trip for the weekend. Previous attempts did not see the light of day as everyone had last minute things come up so they could not make it.
We are about 7 miles north of Kapuskasing, Ontario. There are no roads up here and the dirt trail that enters the area from Hwy XX is only X miles long so we have to park at the end of the road then hike the rest of the way.

We arrived at the end of the dirt road at about 9:30pm last night. After getting all of our packs on we started on our hike to the cabin. We talked almost the whole way there, not really paying attention to anything else since it was pretty dark-nothing to see anyways.

When we reached the river we started making jokes about Devon crapping his pants because of the smell in the area. The smell would come and go, almost similar to a strong manure. I think it was Kyle who said that it was probably a few moose or something and that they probably just relieved themselves in the area. After crossing the river by the rock patch we stopped for a few minutes for a break.

We were still chatting quite a bit but at one point there was a break in the conversation when we heard a muffled “thump”. It kind of sounded like a tree falling from a distance.
Everyone heard it and we all said to each other “Did you hear that?” but it was quickly forgotten. We started our hike again.

We traveled for about another 30 minutes when Kyle stopped and said “Wait!”
We paused and we silent for a moment. We could hear twigs snapping not too far away. We all pointed our flashlights in the same general area and we could see nothing.
Devon said it was an animal or something and I think that we all came to the same conclusion so we started walking again. After another 5 minutes we all heard a “cry” like we never heard before. My hair was standing up on my arms. It scared the hell out of me and I think everyone else felt the same way. I remember saying “What the hell was that?” and Jim said “I have no “f*****g idea”

I think all of us were pretty shaken up but we slowly started walking again. Another 2 or 3 minutes later we heard it again. Devon took his pack off and found his camcorder and Kyle mentioned something like “It won’t work worth a crap in the dark, Dev”. Devon said he wanted to get the sound. Murphy’s Law…We did not hear it again for the duration of the trip to the cabin. When we arrived we lit all the lanterns in the cabin, rolled out our sleeping bags on the beds then sat around talking about the trip and the sounds.

It took us about 4 hours to hike here. Now that there is sunlight everything looks to be in order. The bunker box has a few tiny scratches on it, I assume that the raccoons were responsible for this. The generator fired up nicely but gave a big puff of smoke when it started. Jim says that the rings are going and it’s letting oil into the cylinder. Sounds like my Honda. We haven’t heard or seen anything unusual since last night but I will keep a record of anything “odd” as long as we are here.

4:18pm, Sept 14
Kyle came back to the cabin after going to the river to fish. He said that he heard twigs snapping again but could not see anything. He also mentioned that he felt unusual, like he was being observed. Jim said it might have been him since he was in the bush collecting kindling for the firepit.

9:55pm, Sept 14
 I had to come inside to write this since I couldn’t see very well around the firepit. That crying noise is back. We cannot tell which direction it is coming from because it’s echoing a bit. Devon went inside to get his camcorder a few minutes ago. There have been four cries tonight. I just heard the last one as I came inside to sit down. We cannot tell how far away the source is but it is loud. **RECORDING 1

1:15am, Sept 15
Jim and Kyle have put out the firepit. Everyone is back inside the cabin. Devon is in bed.
We heard the cry one last time while we were inside. All of us are making guesses as to what it is and Jim and I think it is a moose in heat or something like that.

7:40am Sept 15
I have been up for about 30 minutes or so. Devon is doing his duty in bush since the porta-potty is not working right. Jim and Kyle just got up and I asked them why they turned the picnic table on it’s side and they both said that they didn’t. When Devon came back I asked him if he did it and he said no. Jim went outside to look at the picnic table and he said that one of the legs was cracked. The bunker box was also open and the garbage bag was ripped apart and two bottles were smashed. Kyle said the bunker box was closed last night because he was the one who put the garbage bag in there since the generator was taken out of it. He said he did not lock it but latched it shut to stop the raccoons from getting into it. That funny smell is back but it’s not as strong.

12:47pm Sept 15
Jim and Kyle are reading a topo map and trying to program waypoints into the GPS. Devon is cooking burgers for us. I have been listening to the radio to get the weather reports and it looks like we are in for a good stretch of weather. There was a single cry just a few minutes ago but it sounded much more faint than previous cry’s. I asked Devon about the moose in heat theory and he agreed that it might be a possible explanation for the sound. We still don’t know what happened to the picnic table and the bunker box. We are planning to hike up to the rock point tonight to look at the stars through the telescope and Devon wants to try the camcorder adapter he has so that he can hook up the camera to the telescope.

8:29pm Sept 15

Two more cry’s heard, much louder this time. Also, the second cry seems somewhat different- higher pitched and a bit weaker than the first one.

12:49am Sept 16

We just got back from the rock cliff. Everyone is absolutely petrified. I am shaking as I write this. We had set up the telescope and we had just finished taking turns viewing the night sky. We brought a couple of blankets to put on the rocks to sit down on. Kyle was half asleep. We heard another cry and it really echoed. Kyle got up and had looked around then lied back down. Jim said that the noise was really starting to piss him off because it kept startling him. I agreed. Devon was busy trying to hook up camcorder with the telescope when we heard a loud snap not too far away. Jim and I turned on our flashlights and shined it into the bush in the area where we thought we heard the sound come from. We did not see anything. We scanned the area a few times but nothing was showing up. We heard another snap and we pointed the flashlights at the same time into the same general area and both of us froze. Jim said “What the f**k is that!”. Kyle got up and looked, then grabbed his flashlight and shone it the same area. Devon was also drawn to the noise and was looking. He immediately unhooked his camcorder from the telescope and pointed it towards the area that we were shining the lights on. Ahead of us in a bit of a gorge was what appeared to be something similar to a bear, very shaggy, dark brown-black maybe, but it was on two feet, staring at us as it stood just behind a fallen clump of trees. It was unusual because it’s eyes did not reflect light like other animal eyes do when something is shone into them. I would estimate that it was at least 150 to 200 feet away and our flashlights were not doing very well lighting up the area. Devon could not get a fix on it properly and he said that the autofocus is screwing up and it keeps going clear then fuzzy because there was not enough light. Within a few seconds it turned abruptly and walked towards the right side of the gorge, then disappeared around the other side of it. We were speechless. Moments later we heard another cry, very loud. I think that we all clued in at that point what was making the sound. We immediately packed up everything and jogged back to the cabin. I am still shaking. Jim is on the roof of the cabin right now trying to see if he can get a cell signal on the phone. Devon is reviewing his camcorder recording in the crappy little viewfinder. I wish we had a TV. Kyle and I are going over what happened so that I don’t miss anything as I write. I think we got everything now.

8:10am Sept 16
I don’t think any of us slept very well. I went outside and walked around the cabin. Nothing seems unusual this morning except that damn smell is back again and it is really strong. You can almost catch a bit of it in the cabin. Jim is not around but he took one of the FRS radios with him because the other one was sitting on the table “on”. I called him and he replied back in a few seconds that he was getting kindling for the firepit. I asked him why he was doing this so early and he said he wanted to start a fire now so that he could dry out his shoes and socks from last night. Apparently he stepped in some muck or something. Devon is looking at the map right now trying to figure out exactly where we were last night in relation to what we saw and where it might be headed. This is the first time I heard the word bigfoot mentioned by Kyle. None of us replied, instead, we pondered the possibility.
 
 

3:23pm Sept 16

The smell seems to have dissipated somewhat. We have made plans to leave tomorrow morning to go back to the truck. There seems to be a bit of anxiety among us to see this thing again, yet at the same time, at least for me, I feel cut off and somewhat homesick.
We are having a big dinner tonight to get rid of all the leftover food and make the trip easier for us.

7:56pm Sept 16

It is really misty right now, like a ground fog. Nothing has happened since my last entry. Everyone is pretty much packed up for the trip back to the truck tomorrow morning. Devon is out right now with the telescope and the camcorder. He took a radio with him but I am not sure if he has it on the right channel because we cannot reach him. If he went back to the rock cliff I am not sure if we would be able to reach him there.
Jim want’s to go back to the cliff as well. Kyle and I still have a little bit of cleaning up to do and we have to keep the fire going for a little while to cook the corn so we decided to stay at the cabin while Jim goes to the cliff. He took a radio with him as well and he keeps calling us every few minutes to make sure we are in range.

8:20pm Sept 16

Jim’s is still calling in but we are getting a lot of noise. Devon said he would go on the roof to talk to him. He has taken the radio outside and I can hear him pacing around up there. He just yelled down a moment ago that everything is ok.

9:10pm Sept 16

We had one final call out to the guys on the cliff to tell them that the food is getting cold. Devon apparently climbed a tree to talk to us. Nothing eventful, except that the radio was really noisy. Kyle said that these things are good for two miles. I don’t think so.

9:26pm Sept 16

 Everyone is back and we are starting to eat. No cries, no stinky smells. It’s getting pretty chilly outside.
 
 

8:12am Sept 17

I think we are all pretty ambitious to get back to the truck. Jim has already put away the generator and put the panels back on the windows. The porta-potty is emptied even though it never really worked to begin with. I think the flap is stuck or something. We are heading out in about 30 minutes.
 

11:58am Sept 17

We are back at the truck. We are taking break before we leave. That smell has come back but it’s not very strong right now. We are all happy to be here. Happy to have made the trip but happy to leave.
 

ACTIVITIES OF WITNESS(ES):   Camping out.
 

DESCRIPTION OF CREATURE:     Appeared to be something similar to a bear, very shaggy, dark brown-black maybe, but it was on two feet, staring at us as it stood just behind a fallen clump of trees. It was unusual because it’s eyes did not reflect light like other animal eyes do when something is shone into them. I would estimate that it was at least 150 to 200 feet away
 
 

FOLLOW UP:
(I made an inquiry after the initial report to see if Mike and his friends had gone back to the cabin again as he had related to me that they intended to do so once more before the big snows came.  Mike did not get to go, but here is some more information he sent in to us by e-mail.)

(copied and pasted)

Regretfully we were unable to make it up to the cabin again even though we had full intentions to get up there. Devon's Mother had a stroke of bad luck with her health and at the same time I was called into a special project at work that is consuming a lot of my time.

Jim made it up there with one of his friends and he just got back last night. I was a little suprised that he went up without telling us for it wasn't until about 10:30pm last night when I got an email from him telling me what he did and where he had been.

I think his email is self-explanatory....I have copied and pasted a portion of it here for your review.
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<snip>
but by the time he called me back I had already left although I tried stopping by his house anyways, so we did end up meeting each other and going up. XXXX did not want >him to go but I think that he convinced her after pointing out that he never got to go up the first time.
>We ended up at XXXXX's house in the early morning and we stayed for lunch then headed up to the cabin.
>Anyways, that funny noise came back and XXXXX nearly had a stroke when he heard it because of what I told him about the last trip and what we saw. He was not >amused and I think he was pretty uncomfortable being outside. I got a bit of it recorded when I went to the stream to get water. We never saw anything and it might have >been better that way 'cause XXXXX was freaking out everytime we heard the sound. Well, enjoy the sound....Add it to your "weird" collection.
>If you guys want to go up again you better do it soon before the snow really starts to fly. The trail will be covered up pretty good.   <snip>
 

I listened to this sound over and over and it seems to sound very similar to that which we heard on our original trip, although it's much clearer. I know a fellow who works for the Ministry of Natural Resources and I think I will play it back to him to see if he could tell me what he thinks it is.

Please feel free to use the recording in anyway you see fit. You may post it on your site if you wish.

Oh, I almost forgot. I have the video file of the nightime encounter we had and I will post it to a private URL for you to donwload/view. I also have the original VCD if required. I will send you the URL & password once the file is posted. Have you had any feedback about the first audio file I sent to you?
Mike.