Report Received From: The GCBRO Online Report Submission Form.
 
Report Posted To GCBRO Web Site On:   November 1, 2008

DATE:    1982 
 

TIME:     Evening 
 

LOCATION:   Madison County, North Carolina 
 

TERRAIN:    Mountains
 

OBSERVED:    OK here goes, no one believes my story but its true. I was deer hunting with 1 friend in the mountains of western NC.  We were in, (with held) which is covered in old growth forest very thick brush, Oak, Pine, laurel thickets etc..We were in his P/U truck and parked at the end of an old red clay logging road overlooking a large clear cut area. We had split up about 3 in the afternoon at his pickup and went off in different directions.  It was a drizzly rainy day very overcast in late fall. I hiked several miles from the truck, mostly scouting since this was new country to me. I was armed with a 308 cal. rifle. I didn't see any game, but lots of deer sign, and strangely no squirrels, birds or anything. It started to get late and was getting on towards dusk. For some reason I remember I was nervous in the woods, which was strange since I have spent most of my life in the woods hunting or fishing. I walked through a semi open area where there was an old homestead many many years ago, and felt the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up. I just knew I was being watched but I couldn't see anything or anyone around. I immediately started climbing up the ridge away from the area headed back toward the truck. I started hearing walking noises behind me in the brush, when I would stop it would stop, when I would walk it would walk. I hollered several times for my friend Greg but no response. This was really starting to creep me out. I heard something which seemed to be pretty heavy and large following me, breaking branches etc. all the way back. I got to the road and it was almost dark and the fog had settled in, and the whole time I walked along the road I could hear something walking in the laurel thickets that ran along the side of the road on the upper side of the mountain. I stopped and yelled who's there? Again nothing, I was almost at a run as I got back to the truck. It was Greg's truck and it was locked so I couldn't get in. Again I heard the walking and crunching of brush as something big moved the thickets around me.  I yelled again for greg. That's when a fairly good sized rock came flying down and hit the road beside the truck and me, it was larger than my fist. I could hear whatever it was moving away back into the brush, but it didn't leave, it seemed to move in a semi circle around the truck, down to the clear cut area, but not into the open and then back. i yelled one more time who is out there and I have a gun. And I heard this loud howling kind of noise, i had never heard a sound like this before or since until I downloaded a bigfoot howl off of another site. This sound literally scared me to death, I fired my rifle up into the air straight up a couple of times then I decided screw this, and broke the vent window on Greg's truck so I could get in.  I sat in the truck for a long time waiting on Greg to finally get back to the truck a couple of hours after dark because he had gotten lost and turned around in the steep ridges and ravines of the area. he knew I was upset and shaken, and when I told him the story he related one his grandmother who had grown up in the area back in the 20s and 30s about how the menfolk would escort the women and kids back home through the woods at night, carrying rifles and lanterns, after church because of a "monkey-man".  I quit telling this story because of of the ridicule from almost everyone except my friend Greg, who is now deceased from brain cancer. I am a military vet. saw combat with the 82nd Airborne and can truly say this was one of the strangest and scariest things to ever happen to me.
 

Activities of Witness:   Hunting, walking in woods.  
 

Description of Creature:  Didn't ever see anything, heard footfalls, sticks breaking etc, and one long loud scream/howl. 
 

Other Notes:    Being armed with a rifle in the middle of deer season I find it very hard to believe that it was anyone hoaxing me. Also no one knew where we were and its a 30 minute drive by 4 wheel drive to a paved road before you ever even get to a house.
 

Other (Informational or Encounter History in the General Area) Notes:    Rumors of a "monkeyman" and "booger" in this area approx. 15 miles north of Marshall, 10 miles south of Hot Springs NC in Madison Co. The Cherokees had stories about an "old man of the woods" in this area also. 
 

Additional Notes and or Follow up Comments:  N/A