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Any big foot believers?

lemme give you a lil tip ...if you were even as close as 1/2 mile the hair on the back of your neck would be standin on end and you would be cryin fer Mom....

ya they are out there and its the last thing that you want to come across.......................................................................................

OH CHIT!!!!!!:eek:
 
I'm telling ya guys...these stories of a feeling, that something doesn't want you there...Other dimensions and cross overs are a good thing to consider...ever think you saw something(maybe not clear) then you look again and it's gone? But you know you saw it? Or the same area producing these sights and feelings? I know I'm not the only SWer that buys this. Sounds like we have a few who have ran into it.
 
I used to get those same feelings when I was a little kid......I think Bigfoot lived in my closet!
 
i believe

if you saw my mother in law, you'd believe too---she has more hair coming out of one mole than you have on your whole body!!



eww--i just grossed myself out---:(
 
don't you know like mother like daughter? If you want to see what your wife will look like in 20 years, look at her mom! :D joking ofcourse
 
big foot or space man?

Okay - I do have a scare the hell out of me story. I was rabbit hunting several years ago when we slid off the road & got stuck. I started walking to get help. It was nearly pitch black. I walked several miles and finally saw a farm house about half a mile from the road. I decided to cut across the snow covered field to save time. Just as I pushed down on the top wire to step across the fence, about half a dozen space aliens appeared 10 feet in front of me. They were seven feet tall, had big eyes and were white as the snow.
This fat boy probably had a world record 100 yard dash behind me when it dawned on me - It was llamas that had stood up when the wire screeched. True story.
Not bigfoot, but they scared the hell out of me!:D
 
Was walking down a dirt road through the woods one night, granddad, dad, me and brother. Out coon hunting. Thick 10 year old sapling forest, too thick to walk through. Heard this awefully trees snapping racket coming up the hollow, got louder and louder, and came right up too us and burst out into the road. Flashlights click on, and it's the eyes of 6 big horses staring at us and snorting. They whirled around and crashed back into the saplings leaving us all just standing there. Pretty scary stuff for a 10 year old.
 
refer to my previous post ......you get that close and yer hair turns white .....none of this mamnsie pamsie bullsh1t .....
 
Okay - I do have a scare the hell out of me story. I was rabbit hunting several years ago when we slid off the road & got stuck. I started walking to get help. It was nearly pitch black. I walked several miles and finally saw a farm house about half a mile from the road. I decided to cut across the snow covered field to save time. Just as I pushed down on the top wire to step across the fence, about half a dozen space aliens appeared 10 feet in front of me. They were seven feet tall, had big eyes and were white as the snow.
This fat boy probably had a world record 100 yard dash behind me when it dawned on me - It was llamas that had stood up when the wire screeched. True story.
Not bigfoot, but they scared the hell out of me!:D

too many Jack ....next:cool:
 
Was walking down a dirt road through the woods one night, granddad, dad, me and brother. Out coon hunting. Thick 10 year old sapling forest, too thick to walk through. Heard this awefully trees snapping racket coming up the hollow, got louder and louder, and came right up too us and burst out into the road. Flashlights click on, and it's the eyes of 6 big horses staring at us and snorting. They whirled around and crashed back into the saplings leaving us all just standing there. Pretty scary stuff for a 10 year old.


heres the problem with this post .........................you will never see a bigfoot an a farm house in the same sentence ..ever ..................
 
I'm telling ya guys...these stories of a feeling, that something doesn't want you there...Other dimensions and cross overs are a good thing to consider...ever think you saw something(maybe not clear) then you look again and it's gone? But you know you saw it? Or the same area producing these sights and feelings? I know I'm not the only SWer that buys this. Sounds like we have a few who have ran into it.

my lil buddy xrated` is getting very very warm.........................:beer;
 
A few years ago we were elk hunting in NE oregon. Late in the afternoon my buddy shot a cow. We got to it and quartered it. It was just about dark once we finished so we decided to hang my flashlight from a tree branch above the elk so we could find it easier on the return trip for the other 2 quarters. We got back to the truck at about 9:00pm it took about 1 3/4 hrs to hike the distance. We dropped off the front quarters and our rifles and headed back to get the hide and hind quarters. about 30 min into the hike we heard the scariest freaking noise ever. Very much similar to the recording. It "Squeled" four times. It was then we decided that leaving the rifles was a bad idea. We have hunted this area for 20yrs + and I have never felt "scared" of anything or had any reason to need to carry my firearm for protection. Well we talked it over and decided we were just scaring each other and that the "Screaming" noise was nothing.. When we got close to where I thought the elk should be we turned out the flashlight and tried to find the one hanging from a tree. It was then that we got the feeling of impending doom. (Just like what has been described. A feeling of evil. I promise I have never been so scared in all my life) The flashlight hanging from the tree was nowhere to be found. Finally we stumbled into the gut pile. No flashlight. We could not find the quarters. We searched the ground all over and nothing. Finally my buddy found one of the quarters about 5 feet up hanging in a tight group of fir trees. We dug it out and it took some serious work. (I am sure that the quarter was thrown up into the tree its the only way it could have gotten where it was) We decided that this was all too much. I loaded the elk onto my pack frame and we started walking out. We made it about 50 yards from where the quarter was found and found my flashlight.. It was bent almost in a U shape and the lense was smashed. The batteries were on the ground smashed. (There is no way a human could have smashed the light like it was.) That was the last straw. We nearly ran out of the woods. I was so scared to stop look back I just kept pushing myself to get out.. Then next day my friends dad and brother went into where we were. (Neither of us had any interest in going back) the found the carcass and found the last hind quarter it was in a cat faced tree that was partially hollowed out about 100yds from the carcass. They also found a track. They placed a 30-338 weatherby in the track to take a picture. (Of course I dont have a copy) When they got back to the cabin they told us the story.... To this day I wont hunt that canyon. Do I belive in big foot??????????? YES I do.. And I dont care who calls me names or just dont belive me. I was there and expeirenced something I cant explain and it was flat out scary... Well thats my story.
 
fisrt of all ...........are you mental ????????????? what kind of idiot drops their guns of ....lemme read the rest
 
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A few years ago we were elk hunting in NE oregon. Late in the afternoon my buddy shot a cow. We got to it and quartered it. It was just about dark once we finished so we decided to hang my flashlight from a tree branch above the elk so we could find it easier on the return trip for the other 2 quarters. We got back to the truck at about 9:00pm it took about 1 3/4 hrs to hike the distance. We dropped off the front quarters and our rifles and headed back to get the hide and hind quarters. about 30 min into the hike we heard the scariest freaking noise ever. Very much similar to the recording. It "Squeled" four times. It was then we decided that leaving the rifles was a bad idea. We have hunted this area for 20yrs + and I have never felt "scared" of anything or had any reason to need to carry my firearm for protection. Well we talked it over and decided we were just scaring each other and that the "Screaming" noise was nothing.. When we got close to where I thought the elk should be we turned out the flashlight and tried to find the one hanging from a tree. It was then that we got the feeling of impending doom. (Just like what has been described. A feeling of evil. I promise I have never been so scared in all my life) The flashlight hanging from the tree was nowhere to be found. Finally we stumbled into the gut pile. No flashlight. We could not find the quarters. We searched the ground all over and nothing. Finally my buddy found one of the quarters about 5 feet up hanging in a tight group of fir trees. We dug it out and it took some serious work. (I am sure that the quarter was thrown up into the tree its the only way it could have gotten where it was) We decided that this was all too much. I loaded the elk onto my pack frame and we started walking out. We made it about 50 yards from where the quarter was found and found my flashlight.. It was bent almost in a U shape and the lense was smashed. The batteries were on the ground smashed. (There is no way a human could have smashed the light like it was.) That was the last straw. We nearly ran out of the woods. I was so scared to stop look back I just kept pushing myself to get out.. Then next day my friends dad and brother went into where we were. (Neither of us had any interest in going back) the found the carcass and found the last hind quarter it was in a cat faced tree that was partially hollowed out about 100yds from the carcass. They also found a track. They placed a 30-338 weatherby in the track to take a picture. (Of course I dont have a copy) When they got back to the cabin they told us the story.... To this day I wont hunt that canyon. Do I belive in big foot??????????? YES I do.. And I dont care who calls me names or just dont belive me. I was there and expeirenced something I cant explain and it was flat out scary... Well thats my story.

if it gives you any comfort know this ....I got goose bumps and tears in my eye when I read the rest of that story

PS ...he does exist !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11
 
I KNOW they exist. I even came accross what I believed to be a den.
The feeling of absolute paralizing terror in an otherwise rational intelligent person is one that is difficult to explain and impossible to prove so I gave up trying a long time ago.

But when I'm out hiking either by myself or with my wife and I get that same feeling of being in an area that I'm not supposed to be (usually in a very dark, densely forrested area) and then the irrational, overwhelming terror returns I get the He_ _ out of there fast.

I never walk in the woods without my .45 anymore but knowing how big, fast and intelligent they are I keep it in the holster and just bee-line it.
Shooting at something that big would just give it a reason to want to hurt you.


hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, was there mushrooms growing in this area:rolleyes:
 
A few years ago we were elk hunting in NE oregon. Late in the afternoon my buddy shot a cow. We got to it and quartered it. It was just about dark once we finished so we decided to hang my flashlight from a tree branch above the elk so we could find it easier on the return trip for the other 2 quarters. We got back to the truck at about 9:00pm it took about 1 3/4 hrs to hike the distance. We dropped off the front quarters and our rifles and headed back to get the hide and hind quarters. about 30 min into the hike we heard the scariest freaking noise ever. Very much similar to the recording. It "Squeled" four times. It was then we decided that leaving the rifles was a bad idea. We have hunted this area for 20yrs + and I have never felt "scared" of anything or had any reason to need to carry my firearm for protection. Well we talked it over and decided we were just scaring each other and that the "Screaming" noise was nothing.. When we got close to where I thought the elk should be we turned out the flashlight and tried to find the one hanging from a tree. It was then that we got the feeling of impending doom. (Just like what has been described. A feeling of evil. I promise I have never been so scared in all my life) The flashlight hanging from the tree was nowhere to be found. Finally we stumbled into the gut pile. No flashlight. We could not find the quarters. We searched the ground all over and nothing. Finally my buddy found one of the quarters about 5 feet up hanging in a tight group of fir trees. We dug it out and it took some serious work. (I am sure that the quarter was thrown up into the tree its the only way it could have gotten where it was) We decided that this was all too much. I loaded the elk onto my pack frame and we started walking out. We made it about 50 yards from where the quarter was found and found my flashlight.. It was bent almost in a U shape and the lense was smashed. The batteries were on the ground smashed. (There is no way a human could have smashed the light like it was.) That was the last straw. We nearly ran out of the woods. I was so scared to stop look back I just kept pushing myself to get out.. Then next day my friends dad and brother went into where we were. (Neither of us had any interest in going back) the found the carcass and found the last hind quarter it was in a cat faced tree that was partially hollowed out about 100yds from the carcass. They also found a track. They placed a 30-338 weatherby in the track to take a picture. (Of course I dont have a copy) When they got back to the cabin they told us the story.... To this day I wont hunt that canyon. Do I belive in big foot??????????? YES I do.. And I dont care who calls me names or just dont belive me. I was there and expeirenced something I cant explain and it was flat out scary... Well thats my story.

Sounds like a Mountain Lion squealing to her cubs, Warning them was two Morons approaching, Yes a female lion could easily jump up in a tree with a quarter of an elk, The bent flashlight, your scared mind playing tricks on you:rolleyes:
 
Anyone shows me a fresh skunk ape track, which they won't, my hounds would trail him to hell, Won't happen, don't exsist, no questions, problem solved, skunk ape, sasquatch, yeti, bigfoot, whatever you call this wimsycal character, he is make believe
 
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