| Swimming Big Foot |
A large hairy creature was seen doing a breast-stroke down the Willamette river near the I-5 bridge. |
Eugene, Oregon |
12/17/2024 |
12/18/2024 |
friendlybook542 |
| Big Foot at LCC |
A large hairy ape-like creature was seen walking across the south parking lot at dusk. |
Lane Community College, Eugene, Oregon |
12/18/2024 |
12/18/2024 |
TheProfessor |
| Shadow in the twilight woods.
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The biting chill of the late-October air was punctuated only by the rhythmic crunch of my boots on the packed forest floor as I hiked the remote trail. Rounding a bend, I froze. A massive, hulking figure, easily eight feet tall, stood silhouetted against the fading light, its thick, dark hair matted with leaves and mud. It turned slowly, its eyes— surprisingly intelligent and deeply brown— meeting mine. A low growl rumbled in its chest, a sound that vibrated through the very ground beneath my feet, before it lumbered silently into the dense undergrowth, leaving me breathless and utterly awestruck in its wake.
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The remote Siskiyou Mountains of Northern California.
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05/30/1998 |
11/14/2024 |
weakbear241 |
| Giant in the twilight woods.
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The biting chill of the late-October air clung to me as I hiked the remote trail, the only sound the crunch of leaves under my boots. Rounding a bend, I froze. A massive, hairy figure stood less than fifty feet away, its back to me, seemingly studying a berry bush. Its size was unbelievable, easily eight feet tall, with thick, dark fur matted with mud. It turned slowly, revealing a broad, flat face, and large, intelligent eyes that met mine before it let out a deep, guttural groan that resonated through the forest, then lumbered silently into the dense undergrowth, leaving me trembling and awestruck in its wake.
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The Siskiyou Mountains, Northern California.
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09/23/2014 |
10/04/2024 |
sadcity258 |
| Bigfoot: A fleeting glimpse.
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The air hung thick and damp as I hiked the remote trail, the only sound the rhythmic crunch of my boots on the mossy path. Rounding a bend, I froze – a colossal, hairy figure was foraging near a stream, its back to me. The immense size, the powerful shoulders, the way it effortlessly plucked berries from a bush – it could only be Bigfoot. My heart hammered against my ribs as I slowly backed away, mesmerized and terrified, until a snapping twig sent it loping into the dense undergrowth, leaving behind only the lingering scent of pine and something else…wild and undeniably ancient.
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The remote Siskiyou Mountains of Northern California.
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02/04/1928 |
08/15/2024 |
dullgrass380 |
| Giant met me by the stream.
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The biting chill of the late-September air nipped at my exposed skin as I hiked solo through the dense, old-growth forest of the Olympic National Park, the only sound the rhythmic crunch of my boots on the leaf-strewn trail. Rounding a bend, I froze. A colossal, hairy figure stood fifty yards away, its back to me, drinking from a crystal-clear stream. Its size was unbelievable – easily eight feet tall – and as it turned, revealing a broad, flat face and intelligent, brown eyes, a low growl rumbled in its chest. For a long moment, we simply stared at each other, before it turned and with surprising agility, melted silently back into the shadows of the towering evergreens, leaving me breathless and utterly awestruck.
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The Hoh Rainforest, Olympic National Park, Washington.
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10/29/1956 |
05/14/2024 |
bravebear532 |
| Forest giant's fleeting glimpse.
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The air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth as I hiked the remote trail, the only sound the rhythmic crunch of my boots on the packed dirt. Rounding a bend, I froze – a massive, hairy figure stood just twenty yards ahead, its back to me, casually stripping bark from a massive fir tree. Its size was unbelievable, dwarfing even the tallest redwood, and its movements surprisingly graceful. For a long moment, we were locked in a silent standoff before it turned, its eyes – intelligent, dark, and unnervingly human – meeting mine. A low growl rumbled in its chest, a sound that vibrated through the very ground I stood on, then, with a powerful swing of its arm, it vanished into the dense undergrowth, leaving me breathless and utterly speechless in the twilight of the forest.
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The Hoh Rainforest, Olympic National Park, Washington.
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12/31/1930 |
04/14/2024 |
friendlytree698 |
| Shadow in the twilight woods.
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The biting wind whipped through the Douglas firs as I hiked solo, well off-trail in the Olympic National Park. The scent of damp earth and pine needles was suddenly overpowered by an overwhelmingly musky odor, followed by a sound like the snapping of a colossal branch. Through the thickening twilight, I saw it – a massive, bipedal figure shrouded in shadow, its thick, dark hair matted with mud and leaves. Its eyes, two glowing embers in the gloom, met mine for a fleeting moment before it lumbered silently into the dense undergrowth, leaving only the lingering smell and a profound sense of awe and disbelief in its wake.
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Hoh Rainforest, Olympic National Park, Washington.
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10/10/2011 |
04/11/2024 |
sadlion783 |
| Shadow in the Moonlight.
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The biting chill of the Olympic National Park air had me huddled deeper into my sleeping bag when a low growl rumbled through the forest, far too close for comfort. Peeking cautiously through a gap in the trees, I saw it – a massive, hairy figure silhouetted against the moonlit sky, its size dwarfing even the towering Douglas firs. It stood for a long moment, seemingly studying me, before turning and silently disappearing back into the dense undergrowth, leaving behind only the lingering scent of damp earth and something else… something wild and ancient.
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The Hoh Rainforest, Olympic National Park, Washington.
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01/12/1943 |
01/06/2024 |
fierceapple897 |
| Giant in the morning mist.
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The biting chill of the early morning mist clung to me as I hiked the remote trail, the only sound the rhythmic crunch of my boots on the packed earth. Rounding a bend, I froze; a colossal figure, easily eight feet tall, stood hunched over a stream, its thick, matted fur the color of wet bark. Its back was to me, but the sheer size, the powerful shoulders, the way it effortlessly scooped water with a hand larger than my head left no doubt: it was a Sasquatch. My heart hammered against my ribs as it straightened, turned, and its eyes, intelligent and ancient, locked onto mine before it silently melted into the dense undergrowth, leaving only the lingering scent of pine and damp earth.
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The Hoh Rainforest, Olympic National Park, Washington.
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01/02/1977 |
12/04/2023 |
weakbear241 |
| Shadow in the Redwood Grove.
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The biting wind whipped through the ancient redwoods as I hiked solo, the trail barely visible beneath a carpet of fallen leaves. Rounding a bend, I froze – a hulking, bipedal figure, easily eight feet tall, stood silently amidst the ferns. Its thick, dark hair was matted with mud and pine needles, and its eyes, though partially obscured by shadowed brows, held a startling intelligence. It didn't move, didn't growl, just regarded me with an unnerving stillness before turning and disappearing silently into the dense undergrowth, leaving me breathless and utterly awestruck in the echoing quiet of the forest.
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The Redwood National Park, California.
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12/15/1969 |
07/20/2023 |
darkflower587 |
| Ancient guardian watched silently.
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The biting chill of the late-October air did little to prepare me for the sheer scale of the creature that emerged from the dense Sitka spruce. I'd been hiking alone, far off the trail, captivated by the vibrant fall foliage, when a sound – a low, guttural growl – snaked through the trees. Slowly, cautiously, a massive, bipedal figure materialized, its thick, matted hair the color of wet earth, its eyes dark and intelligent. It stood easily seven feet tall, its muscled frame suggesting immense power, yet its gaze held a quiet dignity that somehow calmed my racing heart. For a long moment, we simply observed each other, the silence punctuated only by the whisper of the wind; then, with a deliberate turn, it melted back into the undergrowth, leaving me breathless and utterly awestruck.
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The Hoh Rainforest, Olympic National Park, Washington.
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05/06/1961 |
07/04/2023 |
shyeagle547 |
| Shadow in the twilight woods.
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The air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth as I hiked the remote trail, the only sound the rhythmic crunch of my boots. Rounding a bend, I froze. A colossal figure, easily eight feet tall, stood silhouetted against the twilight. Covered in thick, dark hair, it regarded me with intelligent, somber eyes. It didn't move aggressively, but there was a palpable weight to its presence, a silent power that made my breath catch in my throat. For a long moment, we stared at each other, the vastness of the wilderness echoing the unspoken understanding between us before it turned and disappeared silently into the dense undergrowth, leaving me alone with the lingering scent of cedar and the pounding of my heart.
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The Siskiyou Mountains, Northern California.
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12/26/1998 |
05/03/2023 |
LaneGeek |
| Shadow in the Redwood Grove.
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The air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth as I hiked the remote trail, the only sound the rhythmic crunch of my boots. Rounding a bend, I froze – a massive, hairy figure stood silently by a rushing stream, its back to me. It was impossibly tall, far exceeding any human, and its shoulders seemed to dwarf the ancient redwoods surrounding it. It turned, its eyes – intelligent and wary – met mine for a heartbeat before it effortlessly vanished into the dense undergrowth, leaving only the lingering scent of woodsmoke and a profound sense of awe and disbelief in its wake.
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The Redwood National Park, California.
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08/08/1930 |
12/05/2022 |
lazycar113 |