Exactly one month after my experiences
on the hiking trail my buddy and I arrived for a three night stay.
Camp was set up and we were ready to explore the area. We made our
way down several nearby trails making plans for the next three
nights. Prior to the camping trip I had looked online at a few
Bigfoot researching sites and found a design for a basic call
blaster. I researched a little bit further and was able to find and
download a few supposed recordings of Bigfoot whoops, howls and
primate screams. At the time I thought it was the best route to take
in trying to lure one in. Fact of the matter was that I had no clue
what these recordings were actually saying and probably were more
offensive toward the local Bigfoot than anything else. If anything
they possibly felt like a "stranger" was in the area and things
could have turned ugly…who knows. I look back now and realize how disrespectful I was being. Needless to say, I no longer use call blasters nor do I make screams or howls myself.
That weekend was supposed to be the brightest full moon in over 20 years. Well, let me tell you it was definitely that… no need for flashlights at all. We were able to see quite well along the trails and surrounding areas at night. We tried several different calls on the call blaster the first night with no response at all.
The second day we hiked along the trail where I had the rock thrown at me only further back. Several times we even call blasted (during the day) along the trail with no response.
That night we tried a few call blast and wood knocks, but still no response. So far this trip had been completely Bigfoot free or so we thought.
On our last day (day 3) we decided to just relax and build a fire. We wanted to enjoy what time we had left and just hang out. Around 11pm we were sitting by the fire talking when all of a sudden my friend said "Did you hear that?" I said "No, what is it?" He then said "I just heard what sounded like 3 wood knocks down by the creek. It sounded like someone chopping wood." I told him that I probably didn’t hear it because I was talking at the time when it happened. We both sat there completely quiet and listened for a few minutes when we heard another set of wood knocks coming from the opposite side of the campground. It sounded like it was answering the first set that my friend had heard. This time we both heard it! It was a little shocking, as we had heard absolutely nothing the entire trip until then.
We stayed put at the campsite listening and speaking very little. It was now about 12am and we were standing around the campfire. Right about then we heard 3-4 consecutive screams/howls from the direction of the first set of wood knocks down by the creek. We were at full attention by that time and decided to start walking up the road that headed in that general direction. We had walked about 50 yards when we saw up ahead what looked like a flashlight in the woods close to where the screams had came from. We slowly made our way toward the woods where we saw the light. Once we were about 20 yards away we could see that the light was actually the reflection of the full moon on a small sign by the road.
At this point my friend and I were more than slightly disturbed and very concerned for our safety thus we began to slowly back off, eventually loosing sight of the eye. We quickly returned to our campsite to discuss what had just happened. After about another hour we heard another fairly loud "whoop" from down toward the creek area. After this there was no more activity that night.
The next morning we went to where we had seen the eyes the night before. We had noticed that night that the subject appeared to be average human height (possibly 6 foot or so) when compared to where the road was. What we didn't know at the time was that once you step off the road and into the woods where the subject was, the ground drops down about 2 feet. This would have made the subject around 8 feet tall!
This was one of the first of many amazing trips indeed.