Well, I don't have a bigfoot story myself, but I know someone who does. This fellow was older; in his 60's, and is a very serious man. There's no foolishness whatsoever about him. He told me, sometime around 1990 I'd say, that he was squerril-hunting off in this gulf in middle Tennessee. He had wandered down to a creek, where there was lots of ivy growing. He said he probably would never had seen it if it hadn't fell. He told me that he heard a noise and looked around to see "the awfulest booger you ever seen" standing in the creek. He claimed that it was standing there, rubbing it's knee. He was convinced that it had fallen, while crossing the creek and mildly hurt itself. He told me that it was like a man except hairy with a head like a monkey. He described it as about 6 feet tall and skinny-looking from the waist down, but broad in the shoulders. He even discribed that it's hair was brownish, but that it had a gray spot on it's side. He thought that it was either old, or had been injured on that side in the past.
I kinda laughed and said something about it sounding to me like he had seen a sasquatch. I remember him just looking at me real serious for a moment and saying, "What the he** is a sasquatch?" After I explained it to him, he shook his head and said "No, what I saw wasn't natural! Them scientists has bred up some kinda booger and turned it aloose down there!" Then he described what had happened next.
He told me that the thing never saw him, as he was partially hidden by the brush and ivy growing along the bank. He never said it, but I could tell by the way he told the story that he was probably afraid to move and was just standing still, trying to comprehend what exactly it was that he was seeing. He said that after standing there and rubbing it's knee for a few moments, it crossed the creek and then suddenly stopped, as if it had smelled something.(him?) He said it quickly squatted down and grabbed an ivy bush, and shook it very hard. then it stopped shaking and looked around, searching the area. This continued for several minutes. He said it would shake, look around... shake, and look around. He was convinced that it had smelled him, or somehow knew of his presence, and was shaking the bush to make him move or flush him out. Needless to say he never moved. Finally, he said that it stood up and walked away, never in any hurry. He had a 12 guage with fine shot and said the thought of shooting it never even crossed his mind. He claimed to have found it's track on the creekbank and said that it was about the same size as his foot.(a size 9 or 10 boot?)
Some time later, he set up a camping trip with me and some friends in that gulf to search for arrowheads, but we all knew his real motive. We never saw or heard anything unusual on this trip, but had fun. He did mention one other thing that he had found later, after his encounter. There was, at the time, a dumpster located off the highway, on top of the mountain which overlooked the same gulf. He said there was these mostly empty boxes of cheese, which were thrown away, probably from the school or something, and that there was finger tracks in the cheese as if something had drug out the cheese and ate it. I don't know, but thought I would include that part as well.
I never saw it, but was told that the old man later paid a hefty price for some kind of tranquilizer gun. I don't know what he saw down there in that gulf, but knowing this man's serious demeaner and his truthful, to the point personality, I believe that he saw something that he couldn't understand and that it scared him. I havn't seen him in years and don't even know if he is still living, but this was one bigfoot story that I will always remember!
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