Bigfoot sighting, March, 2003
Sassafras and I were invited to spend a few days in the Huron National Forest with a group of investigators that had some pretty interesting experiences over the past year or so. We had seen some videos, one of them discovering tracks, and another with heat sensing lens of large creatures in the woods. Needless to say, we were pretty excited being able to become involved in a hot, meaning active, bigfoot area.
We met Mark in Birch Run, MI. We lived in Muskegon, MI at the time and Mark lived near the Ambassador Bridge in Detroit and Birch Run seemed to be a sensible place for us to meet. We journeyed up to Mio, MI and met a local individual and then went out into the forest and set-up camp. I remember setting up a 10x20 canopy for cooking under and looking out into the woods, wondering if we were being watched. We also set-up a tent so the local man could sleep in it and Sassafras and I planned on sleeping in the van.
We spent the rest of the day getting to know each other and with Mark and the local sharing some of their own experiences. We walked down a two track road for a mile or more and the local was showing us an odd behavior. There were small pine trees, 2 to 5 feet in height that had been pulled from the ground and then thrown into trees above the road. We discussed what it could mean, and me asking if there was any other signs like this any place else in the woods. They both agreed that they had only found these small trees on this road.
Later, as the sun went down, we started hearing Barred owls and as we cooked and ate supper. Both of these guys could imitate a Barred Owl pretty good and so we had some fun with them hooting and getting responses. We were pretty tired and finally went to bed around 11PM. Mark had shared with us that he was very afraid of a lot of things. He had brought his pit-bull with him and was still concerned with sleeping in his camper alone. He even had problems going into the woods without being armed to go to the bathroom. I remember going into the woods myself and feeling creepy. But, hey, I have always been afraid of the dark.
About 1 AM, I woke and couldn’t go back to sleep. I decided if somebody was still up, I would go out by the fire and schmooze. I looked out the side window of van and saw what I first thought was Mark squatted by the fire. The fire had died down to coals and I thought it was odd that Mark would be out there alone and told Sassafras that. So, I picked up my 5 cell mag-light and started to shine around the fire looking for our local man. When I did this, Mark, or who I had thought was Mark, staying in a squat, started walking towards the wood pile. I told Sassafras that it looked like Mark was going to put some wood on the fire. Instead he simply, while staying in a squat, walked out into the woods. That was it. I sat there staring and saying to Sass, “What to Hey!”, or something like that. It was simply unbelievable to me.
I told Sass that I think I just saw a bigfoot and we went back over everything I had said and everything I had seen and concluded that, yes, I had seen a bigfoot. To give all the details, and this is why it is easier to tell the story in person, because I can then answer the questions that are popping around in your head, because I was close to the van’s window, I had managed to fog it up a little, so I didn’t ever have a clear vision of the bigfoot. I mentioned to Sassafras that Mark must have went into the camper and put on a fur coat, because it looked like a very heavy fur coat. When he walked away from us, he didn’t duck walk like a man would, with a wobble, but simply walked in a squatted position effortlessly.
The next morning, being the skeptic I am, I questioned Mark and our local about what time they went to bed and if they had gotten up during the night. Mark said that during the night, something had pounded on his camper and rattled his door handle. The local man said that he thought he had heard somebody and had seen a silhouette through the tent and then had seen a flashlight moving across the tent and then the silhouette disappeared. He said he was in a half wake state and had called out, “Mick”?....”Mark?”……”Sass?” and didn’t get a response. He also said he probably wouldn’t have mentioned it if I hadn’t asked about the night before. He would have simply put it down as a dream.
Well that is it. There were other occurrences that weekend and I will post them as well. Any questions?
