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Saturday, April 30, 2022

UPDATE & SKETCHES - Red-Eyed 'Chirping Man-Bat' Encountered at Business Near O'Hare International

A truck driver at work in Bensenville, Illinois, just southwest of O'Hare International Airport, encounters a red-eyed winged humanoid that was heard making 'chirping' sounds.

The following recent encounter was reported to Manuel Navarette at UFO Clearinghouse:

"I was at work Thursday night (April 28, 2022). I had just brought back a man-lift from a construction site that we had picked up and brought back to the yard. I had just driven the man-lift off of the trailer and was just about to get back into the truck to park it when I saw some movement from the back of the yard. I grabbed a flashlight and headed back toward the storage containers that are kept in the back. I saw something on top of the container and I shined the light on it and asked them what the hell they were doing back there and that I was about to call the police if they didn’t get out of there. I kept walking toward them and yelling when I heard a series of clicks, rapid-fire clicks and what sounded like chirping. I’m a bit of a history buff and back in WW2, U.S. troops used to carry these clickers called “crickets” that they used to communicate with one another. This sounded like these clickers only faster and louder, same pitch and tone.

I was about 12 feet from the containers, I looked up and was met with a pair of red eyes that were staring directly at me. These were attached to what looked like a tall being that must have been at least 6-7 feet tall and looked like a giant man-bat kind of thing. I lost it and started backing up while trying not to scream like a little girl. This man-bat was partially lit up by the lights we have around the yard. I tried to shine my flashlight on this thing and it started clicking at me and took off into the air. It took off toward the north. I practically ran back to the truck and got in and parked it. I swear to God, I sprinted toward my car, which was parked by the main building where it was lit up by the street lights. Thoughts of something swooping down to attack me were swirling around in my head. I got in my car and left, not stopping till I got home."

Investigators notes:

An investigator has reached out to the witness and more details will be posted as soon as possible.


NOTE: When we receive further information, I will add it to this post. The 'chirping' sound is a new aspect relating to this phenomenon. Lon

UPDATE from Manuel Navarette:

I reached out to the witness and they were initially hesitant to speak and asked me to call them back before I was able to convince him to speak with me in regards to his sighting. The witness works for an industrial rental company where they service and rent a wide variety of industrial equipment. The witness is a driver for the company and has been there for about 3 years, the witness describes his job as delivering and picking up various pieces of equipment. The witness stated that they had picked up a man-lift ( portable piece of heavy equipment used to raise and lower people used for various construction projects) The witness had just arrived back at his employer and had just dropped off the equipment and was in the process of parking his semi and trailer when he saw the entity.

The witness stated that they had a row of transportation containers along the back that were used for storage purposes and it was there that he had seen movement and decided to investigate. The witness stated that he thought it was an intruder looking around the containers looking to steal tools or equipment. He stated that had reached into his truck and had pulled out a large Mag-lite flashlight which is a long flashlight with a sturdy metal handle that can be used as a baton. He stated that as he walked toward the containers he saw something standing on top of the containers and that as he got closer he noticed a pair of bright red eyes looking directly at him. He estimated the entity as standing about 6-7 feet tall and described it as a “Man-Bat” For reference purposes, Man-Bat is a supervillain appearing in comic books published by DC Comics. Introduced in Detective Comics #400 as an enemy of the superhero Batman. Phantoms and Monsters Fortean Research Team member Vincent Richardson did prepare sketches based on the witnesses description and they will be posted in the report below for reference purposes.

The witness did state that as he approached the containers he started to hear clicking coming from the direction of the entity. The witness described the clicking as sounding as coming from a WW2 era clicker, commonly referred to as a “cricket” by Allie soldiers. These devices were handheld brass clickers used by soldiers to communicate and identify each other during nighttime raids. They were most famously used by American Airborne soldiers of the 102nd Airborne division. The witness stated that the sound was similar in tone, only faster and louder and only got faster and louder as he approached the storage containers. As the witness approached the containers he stated that the entity stood up and took flight toward the north and was out of sight within seconds. The witness described running back to his truck and then after parking it, running to his car with an overwhelming feeling that something might swoop down and attack him. The witness stated even when he got home he could not shake the feeling and stayed in his car for 2-3 minutes before getting out and going home. The next day the witness did some research online where he found our contact information and submitted his report. The witness appeared to be sincere in his recounting of the events of that night and did not change any of his story and even corrected the investigator when he tried to purposely embellish the story. The next step will be field investigation and with the witnesses permission, that will be conducted at the earliest available opportunity.

A sketch using the description of the witness drawn by Phantoms and Monsters Fortean Research Team member Vincent Richardson

A sketch using the description of the witness drawn by Phantoms and Monsters Fortean Research Team member Vincent Richardson

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Blue-Skinned 'Reptilians' Abduct Crimea Man Along Black Sea Shore

A Sudek, Crimea resident, relaxing on the Black Sea shoreline, is suddenly accosted by 3 blue-skinned Reptilian humanoids. He is taken to a possible off-world location, with 5 hours of lost time.

Here is an interesting account from the Crimea:

One day in 1995 at mid morning a local resident of Sudak in the Crimea named Georgiy, walked to an embankment on the Black Sea for a breath of sea air. With a goblet of beer with him he stepped down to the sand and watched the horizon. It was a calm and beautiful day. Suddenly something sneaked up to him from behind and put a rubber mask on his head, Georgiy struggles and grabs the mask under his chin and pulled it off, thinking it was some kind of stupid prank. But in the next second he found himself amid a huge hall, he could neither see the sea or beach or sky. There were huge screens on the walls, multitudes of various control panels with buttons and chairs in front of them. When he looked down, he saw that he was holding a rubber mask resembling that of blue reptilian “monster,” skin like a lizard, covered with warts.

Suddenly a door opened in the wall and three “monsters” entered the room. These resembled very much the face on the mask he was holding. They were tall, about 2 meters in height, blue in color, all covered entirely by warts; they were nude and were “awful” in appearance. One of them approached Georgiy and put his hand on his shoulder (the alien had three huge curved clawed fingers on his hand) and said in a low hoarse voice “Homo Sapiens.” Georgiy could see huge yellow fangs in his opened mouth. After that, seized by a terrific panic Georgiy began to scream, he jerked back, threw the mask on the floor and ran away. He entered a corridor and passed numerous oval doors, different screens and instruments. Overwhelmed by fear he ran into another room and there he was confronted by another blue reptilian humanoid. The humanoid opened his huge arms on his sides and said, “Where are you running to?”

After that he pressed something on the wall and Georgiy saw what he called an “abyss”, endless space everywhere. He could see stars and beautiful scenes in space. He was trembling with fear when one of the blue reptilians approached him took his hand and said, “Do not be afraid”. He then accompanied the witness to the next room. In that room he saw hundreds of reptilian humanoids standing in ranks. All were standing shoulder to shoulder and all were looking at the witness. Suddenly they moved aside and the witness saw a beautiful woman with light hair, sleeping on a small sofa, she was totally naked. He saw her for several seconds and after that the blue reptilians close ranks again and she disappeared from sight. The alien then accompanied Georgiy to a screen. There were stars on the screen. The reptilian pointed with his claw at one of the stars and said, “Earth”. After that he embraced the witness with his powerful three-fingered hands and said, “Stay with us. We have no time and death.” Terrified Georgiy could only say that he wanted to go back home, that his mother was waiting for him and begged them to let him go. The alien then said, “Well then is there anything you want to know?” Georgiy could only think of one thing at that point, “How long will my mother live”? The alien answered, “As much as your age now.” After that the star on the screen began to approach very fast and began to resemble the globe of earth, he could see clouds.

Suddenly Georgiy realized that he was standing near his house, but only in the opposite direction from where he had originally left. He had been gone for 5 hours. He noticed a peculiar detail; the coins in his pocket began to glow with a yellowish light when he took them out. This light disappeared in the morning.

Source: Anton Anfalov quoting B. V. Ustinov in “The Secret Doctrine” / forwarded by Albert S. Rosales

NOTE: Albert Rosales commented "Interesting report involving possible reptilians abducting a human. Who was the woman he reportedly saw sleeping on the sofa?" Was the woman another abductee used to lure Georgiy to stay with them. Much of the information I have gathered on the reptilian species, including David Eckhart's accounts, tends to paint them as a very intolerant bunch that have little patience for humans. As well, they usually grab what the want and give little care as what happens to those they abduct. BTW, there are 'mermen' stories and legends throughout the regions next to the Black Sea, including the Crimea. Could these 'mermen' really be reptilian beings? Lon

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Human-Like 'Werewolf' Observed in Mt. Juliet, Tennessee Backyard

A couple in Mt. Juliet, Tennessee are continually experiencing mutilated chickens on their property. The husband later observes a huge quadruped 'werewolf' walking through the backyard.

I recently came across the following account:

"I know this may sound crazy! It was around 2015 or 2016. I remember it being in the summer time, the trees and brush was still full and lush. My wife and I live on 12 acres of land in Mt. Juliet, Tennessee. The land was mostly wooded with maybe 3 acres around the home cleared out with the exception of random spaced trees. 2 acres in the front yard and about 1 acre in the back. The house was built in 1969 and the state of the home was original to the year, down to the shag carpet. We originally moved in back in 2014 and over the years of living there we gradually worked on remodeling when we had the extra time and money. The land had two small barns on the property we turned into chicken coops. We also decided to add one sheep.

The home itself always had an unsettling feeling. The basement had a dark evil feeling with a freezer full of animal carcasses and a gallon bucket full of frozen blood that was there when we moved in. But that’s another story of its own.

So over the span of living there we had problems keeping our chickens alive. We couldn’t find how something could be getting in. One day we got home from grocery shopping in the early afternoon to find all of our chickens dead and spread across our backyard. It didn’t make sense. We had that heavy duty hardware cloth wire caging that was torn like something clawed through it. We we’re concerned and weren’t sure of what to do, after all we had the sheep to worry about.

I began setting out at night and different times of the day when I had the time. I thought maybe I could hunt whatever it was the was killing our animals but nothing ever showed up. We kept a close eye on our sheep the best we could making sure he was well protected. That was until one random morning we go out to feed him and found him out of his stable and lying there in the backyard not moving. We still don’t know how it got out. He had no marks or explanation to what happened to him. The only thing coming to mind is a fear induced heart attack.

Like I said it was summer time. I had the windows open because our AC wasn’t working very well on the second floor and was trying to get a breeze through the house. My wife was at work, meanwhile I’m working on putting our laundry away in our upstairs bedroom. I began hearing this deep growl sound and a slightly higher pitch growly sound with it. I couldn’t tell what it was so I stuck my head out the window to listen better. I could hear, coming from the woods on the right side, a growl slowly getting louder and slowly getting closer to being in view. As the sound drew near my heart beat sunk. I felt fear and dread. I was scared, but I wasn’t sure why. That was until it came into the clearing. There it was. This giant werewolf walking across my front yard. It was walking on all fours. It had a giant canine head a large humped back a long bushy tail and its fur was thick on its chest and back and thinned out on its legs. Its joints bent like a human's. As it walked, its back legs bent like our knees do and it’s front legs bent like our elbows do.

As it was walking into the front yard I was able to measure it up by it walking past a tree. It was a least 5 feet high standing on all fours to its shoulders. So I imagine it being 7 or 8 foot tall on its hind legs. The slightly higher pitch sound was coming from behind it. Following behind was an identical pup. I was in such shock I couldn’t move. Frozen in what I was witnessing, I didn’t even think to try to photograph it. I guess in that moment I didn’t want to miss anything. It carried on across the front yard going deeper into the woods. I told my wife about it and never seen it again after that day. Also, we never went outside without protection after that. We ended up moving out in 2018

Just wondering if anyone else has any encounters like this in Tennessee or anywhere?" O

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Friday, April 29, 2022

U.S. Army Sergeant Discloses Monstrous Engagement in Afghanistan

Were there actual monstrous creatures roaming the battlefields of Afghanistan? Or could these be manifestations by spiritual or non-terrestrial forces? Your thoughts.

The following account was forwarded to me a while back:

“I am a member of The United States Army, and I have a personal experience to share that comes from my deployment to Afghanistan. Due to the nature of my service, I can not and will not share anything that will breach any level of OPSEC or INFOSEC in any way, shape, form or reveal any details that will or can be construed as such to compromise any operations myself and other members of The U.S. Military conduct on a daily basis. That being stated, here is my story:

I am a U.S. Army Infantry Squad Leader, a Non-Commissioned Officer with ten years in service, and I have 12 soldiers under my command in my squad; ten soldiers and two Non Commissioned Officer Team Leaders. My soldiers are ranked E-3 to E-4 with 18 months experience at the very least, with my Team Leaders having 4 and 5 years experience respectively. All of us have at least 1 combat deployment together with the senior of my soldiers having 2. All of us have enough experience in our service that we are absolutely confident in our abilities and skills as Infantry Soldiers and know what to do and how to do it given any and all combat situations we encounter. So when we are given a mission as a Squad, separate from our Platoon, we did not really give any thought to the nature of the orders or the fact we would be a significant distance from our platoon or any ground assistance whatsoever, separate from any CAS or ARTY we could call on and other assets available.

I received the Mission, issued the WARNO, made a plan, initiated movement, gathered recon and completed the plan. I issued the OPORD and we 'Oscar Miked.' All the making and appearance of a usual and routine mission, something we did daily and completed daily. And then we reached the objective, and it all went to what I can only describe as hellish given form. We had vehicles that were specifically designed for being explosive resistant and armored enough to give us an edge in surviving a multitude of situations we would come across.

It was dark, and we have NVG's on, approaching a small village (7 buildings) under cover of darkness, being as quiet as possible, ready for anything. We entered and cleared house after house, and found bodies, a LOT of bodies, so many it was hard to enter any dwelling without stepping on any of them. And I have never, in ten years seen anything as disturbing, or as shocking as the condition the bodies were in. And the sheer number was numbing to behold. Some looked as if they were ripped or torn in half (That is no mistake of typing or description, I literally mean TORN or RIPPED) by sheer brute strength. Some looked crushed as if a ton or more of weight was slammed into them and I mean PULPED. I have run other human beings over with my 6 ton vehicle and I know CRUSHED when I see it. And others looked as I would expect if I where to eat a piece of raw meat with my teeth, if I had teeth like a shark or some sort of carnivore. Like something had taken a big chunk off of them and kept going, and the rest looked like what I would imagine some sort of mythical monster or something with claws or teeth or sharp anything would have went through them like so much defenseless flesh all at once.

We finally reached the end of the village, and met something I can only describe as the closest to demonic as human language can make it. And it was TERRIFYING. Thinking about it as I type this is giving me chills, making my heart feel like it'll burst from my chest and that at any moment that THING will burst from somewhere and do unspeakable things to me before it kills me; ripping me apart like a rag doll full of blood and flesh. I STILL have nightmares about it. First vehicle opened up on it with .50 cal. APT and he was going cyclic. Next thing I know I see a 6 ton armored vehicle, that can take up to 80 lbs. of explosive force and come back rolling, literally FLY. Not roll, not flip, FLY. It landed in the middle of the freaking village in pieces. 6 damn tons of armor. FLEW. 700 meters.

My vehicle was next, and I have never cycled an automatic grenade launcher so fast in my whole career! I was linking belt after belt after belt, and I was unjamming it almost as fast as it jammed. I am screaming my head off on the radio at the same time trying to get a hold of my other vehicle, call in CAS or ARTY and ordered my squad to shoot this thing with every weapon we have, even though I know for a FACT that we were all doing it anyway, and I am still screaming. I can hear screaming and gunfire, that sounds like it's millions of voices screaming with us, with explosions and tearing metal; absolute chaos is in control here, and I'm screaming, crying and PRAYING. But then, the craziest thing I've ever seen happened. Everything went absolutely SILENT. No sound. No voices. No gunfire. No explosions. NOTHING. The world went MUTE. And after that, everything slowly came back.

My Alpha Team Leader, who climbed up to me, had to slap me, HARD to snap me out of whatever hellish zone I was in. My best guess is shock, but unlike anything ever I heard, experienced or watched. It took hours for me to get it together and start attempting to control the situation, get communications with LT, and come to grips. First priority was the first vehicle; we could not raise them on coms so I sent two to go see if they were alive and needed medical attention. Then I realized we didn’t get a BDA on the thing we just unloaded on. I directed my driver to get closer to the area, and I noticed something right off the bat. There was damage EVERYWHERE except for one spot. And in that spot was untouched and pristine like it had never been subject to all the firepower we had directed at it. Not a single impact. There was no sign of that thing anywhere. Not even a footprint.

I had been deployed 7 times in 10 years and never have I seen anyone or anything walk away from that much firepower. EVER. I know for a fact that no human on this Earth could. My five soldiers in the first vehicle lived, miraculously due to the cab being reinforced but suffered severe blunt force trauma from impact, enough that all five in the vehicles were immediately given medical discharge and 100% disability a few months later. My other soldiers are all receiving the best psychological care possible. I am undergoing psychological evaluation as well due the report I gave to my command. The treatment given to me and my squad is no surprise. However the way my report of the incident was handled and what happened after is very confusing and very frustrating. No more about this has been mentioned or acknowledged again. I do not care if someone believes me anymore, as every time I am asked about it and answer, I am met with reactions of disbelief or pity and sympathy for my "Damaged Mental State."

I am even attempting to be cleared to continue my service, and am forced to lie to my counselors and therapists about my progress in "recovering" from my experiences. I am still haunted by this incident, and it still gives me a racing heart just thinking of it. I am hoping you share this to your channels, and ask to remain anonymous; to be referred to as "Sarge" if anything. Even if you do not, thank you anyway for your time reading this, and thank you for allowing me to send this to you, as I do not get anyone I know outside of my former squad to listen and believe me. Thanks again, Sarge.”

NOTE: There seems to be a variety of unknown beings in Afghanistan, as well as in Iraq, that simply defy explanation. I have read and heard several bizarre accounts since 2003, many I attribute to possibly stress and battle related fatigue. But once in a while, an account like this one will surface. Lon

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'Sasquatch' Warns Campers to Stay Away & Be Quiet on Sawhill Mountain, California

Two friends have been camping in a specific area in Southern California for several years. They have had a few odd incidents, later realizing that they most likely had a Sasquatch near them.

The following account was recently forwarded to me:

"It’s been many years since this happened to me and I had originally thought a mountain lion was the cause of it. But now I am not so sure about the mountain lion.

In the early 1990’s my best friend and I went camping. It was the weekend before Memorial Day and we were camping at a small campground off the road between Lake Castaic and Lake Hughes in Southern California. The first night was so annoying due to all the gang bangers from LA showing up and making noise all night that we packed up and left on Saturday morning. I had heard about a place called Sawmill Mountain from one of my co-workers and it was close by, so we headed up there.

Sawmill Mountain is off the road between Lake Hughes and Gorman and to get there you need to travel several miles from the turn off un-improved dirt roads to the campground. When we got there it was mid-day on Saturday and we were the only people in the campground. The elevation was about 5000 feet and it was nice and cool up there with a nice view of the valley down below. It was a great campground.

We pitched our tents and set up camp, then ate some lunch and sat down to relax in the shade. My buddy went inside his tent and took a nap and I went to my tent and did the same. After a short nap I decided to do a little exploring. About 25 yards from our campsite was a trail and I walked on it for about 150 yards.

Off to the side of the trail, along the tree line, I heard something moving and looked in the direction. I thought I caught a glimpse of something light-colored, but it stopped moving. I was still in Condition White and didn’t think anything was wrong. So I kept walking a few more yards.

I was noticing that the wild flowers were blooming everywhere and enjoying the views when all of a sudden, I began to think of that movie “Predator” where the monster could see people, but they couldn’t see him. Then I noticed that everything had gone absolutely quiet. No insects, no birds chirping, nothing. I did a 360-degree turn and didn’t see anything. I guess maybe the sudden silence had triggered some primordial fight/flight response in me that made me think of that movie.

Anyway, I was armed at the time with a Smith & Wesson 10mm and I made sure I had my hand on it. The gun gave me absolutely no comfort whatsoever. The feeling of dread and despair was so immense that I felt panic. I felt frozen in place for a few moments. Then that little voice in the back of my head kicked in and said “get out of there NOW!”

I didn’t run because all I could think about was a mountain lion and running would make it chase me. I couldn’t see what was watching/stalking me and you can’t shoot what you can’t see. I started calling out to my buddy as loud as I could and walked quickly back to camp. Even after I got back there I still felt pretty freaked out. My buddy was there drinking a beer and I told him what had happened.

“While you were napping in your tent I did the same thing,” he said. “I felt the same way you did.”

I have never felt a feeling of dread like that before and haven’t since. It was so powerful it was crippling.

The rest of the weekend was uneventful. Some a-hole in a Subaru Brat came up and drove around the campground like he was in the Baja 500 around sundown, but nothing else happened. It was a great place to camp, but neither of us went anywhere alone.

We’d been back several more times for weekend campouts with larger groups of friends and nothing odd had happened. Then one campout, with the same buddy a couple years later, something happened.

Once again, we were the only two up there. I think we’d played hooky from work and gone up mid-week. Anyway, we had a campfire going and had just polished off a couple of thick rib eyes. I believe it was summer at the time.

I was telling my buddy what a big wall of flame a 10mm would produce and he says let’s see it. So I shot off a magazine from it. As predicted, lots of flame and noise. I holstered the gun and sat down by the fire.

“You remember that creepy feeling when we first discovered this place?” my buddy says to me. I said that I did. “It’s back.”

I didn’t pick up on it this time, but he did. We both had our guns out and flashlights in our hands and my buddy thought whatever was causing it was watching us from beyond the camp. We walked toward it, shining our lights up in the trees thinking it was a cougar or bobcat, but there was nothing. About 10 yards from camp, all of a sudden, something growled at us.

I won’t repeat what my buddy said, but we high-tailed it back to camp as quick as we could. When we got there we lit every lantern we had and threw a bunch of termite eaten pine wood into the fire to get things as bright as we could. That night was a tough one to sleep through, but nothing bothered us after that.

Fast forward to about 3 weeks ago. I was talking to my buddy by text message about what we’ve been calling “the Ghost of Sawmill Mountain” and I had said I thought it was a mountain lion. What he said blew my mind.

He is pretty sure it was a Sasquatch that day, many years ago. He pointed me to a bunch of Bigfoot websites and I did some reading and, I have to say, I’m starting to agree with him. From everything I’ve read, they stay close enough to us that they can keep an eye on us and, unlike the hippie view that they’re the gentle guardians of the forest, they’re actually an apex predator.

I think on that day, I was either on the menu or had made the thing mad by scaring off what it been after. I also think the growl a couple of years later was a gentle reminder to stop making so much racket in its territory and stay in our campsite.

Also, I found out that the Pacific Crest Trail that runs from Mexico to Canada through California, Oregon and Washington cuts right through the Sawmill Mountain campground. And the websites that track Bigfoot sightings have had a few in the general area. I live in Arizona now, but I’d like to go back there some day to look for evidence of stick structures and other signs.

Anyway, that’s my story." BP

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Have you had a sighting of a winged humanoid or huge bat-like creature in the Chicago, Illinois metro area / Lake Michigan region? The entity has also been referred to as the 'Chicago Mothman', 'Chicago Owlman' & 'O'Hare Mothman.' - Chicago / Lake Michigan Winged Humanoid Regional Interactive Map - Please feel free to contact me at lonstrickler@phantomsandmonsters.com - your anonymity is guaranteed. Our investigative group is conducting a serious examination of his phenomenon. We are merely seeking the truth and wish to determine what eyewitnesses have been encountering. Your cooperation is truly appreciated.

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'Dogman' Easily Leaps Over Hood of Moving Car in Essex, Maryland

Witnesses were travelling in the Baltimore, Maryland suburb of Essex at night when a very large cryptid canine suddenly exit the woods and easily leaped over the hood of the moving vehicle.

"In 1981, the witness (anonymous), then 24, was living in Baltimore, Maryland, in the community known as northeast suburban community of Essex. It was between 1:00 and 2:00 AM, and they were driving their Dodge Charger, on a ramp leaving Route 702, which took them west onto Eastern Avenue where there was a small section of woods on the right side of the ramp.

On the backside of those woods, there was (and still is) a shopping center. “I was about 30 yards down the ramp when this creature burst out of the tree line on my right,” the witness recalled. Thinking it was a dog, and fearing they would run over it, the witness slammed on their brakes. “As I was skidding, the creature was in a dead run forward, jumped and went over the hood and cleared it by at least a foot.” It landed on the shoulder to their left and disappeared in the tall grass. “As it was sailing over my hood, I was looking at the whole left side of it. I thought it was coming through the windshield. This thing was huge. It looked as long as my car was wide. It was a real dark black.” The witness noticed tufts of hair sticking up from the tops of each of its ears. “The thing was smiling! I saw a whole lot of teeth and a really long fang. I didn't notice if it had hands or paws or what the back-legs were like. I couldn’t take my eyes off its face and that smile, it was haunting. I had a shiver go up my spine and the thought at that exact moment was that I was looking at pure evil.”

The witness noted that it wasn’t a regular dog. In the years following the sighting, they'd seen pictures of the Dogman cryptid and what they saw matches those images."

Transcribed Source: Cryptids Canada Podcast, “EPISODE197 Dogman jumped over my car” 19 Apr 2021

NOTE: I am very familiar with the area. Timothy Renner and myself have received reports and have investigated cryptid canine sightings and encounters throughout central & eastern Maryland, as well as south central Pennsylvania. Maryland is an undiscovered source for cryptids, to be honest. I had my personal Bigfoot encounter in May 1981 in central Maryland, 15 miles east of Baltimore. (Sykesville).

Baltimore, Harford, & Anne Arundel Counties (west of the Susquehanna River & Chesapeake Bay) have been the more active areas for cryptids (Bigfoot, winged humanoids & canines) in Maryland. Lon

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Join us for a Bigfoot Roundtable Discussion on Phantoms & Monsters Radio. Together with Lon, our guests will include researchers & investigators Shane Corson, Carter Buschardt, & Ryan Cavalline.

Shane Corson was born in Scotland, and moved to San Diego, CA when he was a teenager. Shane has always been an avid outdoorsman, adventurer at heart, and interested in discovering new things. Shane loves tracking, hiking, fishing, and testing his survivalist skills. In 1997, he started doing field research on the subject of Bigfoot and spoke with eyewitnesses who had possible encounters, primarily in the San Bernardino Mountains, Yosemite, and Northern California. Shane moved to Oregon in 2008 and continued his research in the Pacific Northwest. In 2011, his research became all too real to him when he had his own Bigfoot encounter. Shane’s passion and methodology, along with his ambitions of furthering the research of Bigfoot, eventually led him to becoming a proud member of the Olympic Project.

Carter Buschardt has been an investigator with BFRO for the last 13 years. Originally from Texas and currently lives in Missouri. He has had nearly 100 reports published to the BFRO web site and has interviewed nearly 400 witnesses and counting. He is an experienced outdoorsman and trained as an investigator for MUFON. He studied herpetology in college. Longtime special interest in Sasquatch long term habituation sites, burial research, infrasound, language and stick structures. He is a true, boots on the ground researcher / investigator and not a desktop warrior. He has met and visited the properties of nearly half of the witnesses whose reports have been published. He monitors and visits several properties with ongoing habituation activity to this day Carter's books are titled 'Sasquatch: Evidence of an Enigma 1 & 2.' He is a member of the Phantoms & Monsters Fortean Research team.

Ryan Cavalline is an award winning independent filmmaker from the foot hills of Pennsylvania.  Ryan has been shooting independent films for over twenty years. He has been involved in all ends of filmmaking by producing, directing, writing, and editing. Along with filmmaking, Ryan also has years of experience as a Treasure Hunter, Ghost Investigator, Bigfoot Researcher, and History Buff. In 2018 Ryan started Legend Hunters Films to promote true research of forgotten folklore and legends through, out the country.  Along with the Legend Hunters Films, Ryan is an active speaker at UFO/Bigfoot and Film Conventions. www.legendhuntersfilms.com  Ryan is known for several films, including Mountain Devil (2017) and Mountain Devil 2: The Search for Jan Klement (2020). He is a member of the Phantoms & Monsters Fortean Research team.

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Thursday, April 28, 2022

'Bigfoot' Activity Baffled East Texas Couple

A couple, living in an east Texas country home, start to notice signs of unexplained activity. Then they hear loud roars and calls in the night. Years later, they realize a Bigfoot was the cause.

The following account was recently referred to me:

"About 20 years ago, I relocated from the Gulf Coast area to East Texas to join my then-boyfriend who was tired of living and working in the big city and wanted to move back to his college and post-college stomping grounds.

He, “Rex” (I’m changing his name here to respect his privacy), had an old “country” house that he rented for many years from a man who owned thousands of acres of land several miles outside of town in the piney woods of East Texas. Some of the land was grazing pastures, but most of it was heavily wooded, with mixed hardwoods, pine, scrub, etc. He rented that house spanned well over 20 years. He lived in it initially and then when he moved away, he kept it, just to have a weekend getaway place, then we both moved into it for awhile.

Just to get to this house, you had to drive the 7 miles from town out into the country, then take a dirt road (good ole’ red Texas dirt) off the highway that went for about a mile and half before it ended in a T-section where you had to turn and drive yet another mile before coming to a 45 degree bend in the road. To the left of that bend was a locked cattle gate blocking the narrow road that lead to Rex’s house. From that gate to his house was another half mile. There were no streetlights; these were just county dirt roads (very rutted) that traversed all through the piney woods.

When we were just going there on the weekends, we would sometimes go up on Friday night, after work, and it would be dark by the time we got to the locked gate. Since Rex was usually the one driving, I would be the one nominated to get out of the truck and fumble with the padlock combination in the dark, with just the truck headlights to see by. (This was before the nifty clip-on LED lights, so it would have been very difficult to hold a regular flashlight in one hand while trying to fumble with the combination and pull the lock free from the chain that was wrapped through the gate and fence post with the other hand.) I’ll be honest, from the time we left the hard pavement of the highway and turned down the first road, my heart would start to beat faster and my palms would get damp. I never could explain why, I just hated those dark roads. So by the time we’d get to the gate, my heart was usually in my throat by then. There was somewhat of a ditch on either side of the gate and tall thick weeds filled up both sides. I always felt uneasy there, though I never saw anything. Once unlocked, Rex drove the truck through the gate, and I’d fumble in the light of the taillights to make sure the chain was secure and the lock snapped tight. (The man that owned all the land out there was adamant that the gate stayed locked at all times.) We had one last half mile stretch to get to the house, and once we got to the house, and unloaded the car, and I was safe inside, I’d feel that I could finally breathe.

The house had a wood stove and Rex kept a pretty good supply of split logs and kindling on the covered front porch. On weekends, we would tidy up around the place, and one day as I tidied up the woodpile and swept off the porch, a piece old dried alligator gar skull (something Rex had “found” one from his walks), had fallen far behind the 3 foot-high wood stack as I tidied up and I just left it there, rather than move all the wood again. One Saturday when we arrived at the house, that piece of bone was lying out on the porch. I thought it was odd, but just shrugged it off and thought an animal might have gotten in the woodpile and dug it out. The skull was old and bleached out and I’m not sure there was much “edible” interest in it, so I don’t know what a raccoon or possum would want with it. It did look like it had been carefully laid there, as though someone had looked at it and then laid it down; there were not any fresh chip marks on it, and no pieces missing. If it was a possum or raccoon, they must have been pretty strong to move all that wood.

Sometime, within a few weeks/month after discovering the skull, our nearest neighbors in the country (another three quarters of a mile further past our house), called Rex at his home in the city and said they noticed water running along down the length of the house and out onto the road. They were on their way to work that morning and saw it and said they had not noticed any water on the road the evening before when they came home from work. They stopped and investigated for us, knowing we were only there on weekends (at this point), and found the outside water faucet near the back of the house had been turned on. This was puzzling because Rex was very meticulous to turn the water off at the main, before we’d leave to drive back home on Sundays. The main cut off was set below the ground in a concrete housing at the front of the house and had a lid covering it. There were several 100 year old oak trees around the front of the house so the ground is perpetually carpeted in dead leaves, and no one would know where that water main was, unless they had watch Rex go to it to turn the water on or off. We were definitely scratching our heads over this, but made doubly sure to turn it off at the main every time before leaving to drive back to the city.

Another afternoon, late on Sunday, before we headed home, we were sitting out back of the house in lawn chairs just trying to enjoy what remained of our last hours of the weekend. Rex fell asleep in his chair and I closed my eyes and was enjoying the late afternoon sun. My reverie was interrupted by what sounded like a lion. The roar was very deep and throaty, just like you hear at the zoo or on a jungle movie on TV. I sat bolt upright and glanced over at Rex. He apparently had not heard it, and never blinked. It didn’t sound extremely close, but like it was within a 100 – 200 yards. It only sounded once and it had sort of a reverberation to it. It reminded me of the sound the T-Rex made on Jurassic Park. I have heard cougars and bobcats before and it didn’t sound remotely like those. I know there were supposedly cougars in the piney woods, and we had coyotes and bobcats too, but this roar sounded different than those, it was so much louder and deeper.

So fast forward to us having moved to the house full-time by the beginning of the summer. Being birders, we used to take walks with our dog and take our binoculars. Down about a quarter mile from our house, was an old overgrown road/logging trail created many years ago when the landowner had some of his acreage logged. We used to walk down that road from our house regularly, to bird watch and give our dog some exercise. We would stroll a half-mile down the road before heading back home. One day, we headed down that logging road and didn’t get very far when we smelled a God-awful stench, like something had died. Expecting to see turkey buzzards (always plentiful out there in country) circling around, there was nary a buzzard anywhere that we could see. In fact, there wasn’t anything stirring that day, everything was eerily quiet. We neither heard, nor saw anything moving. We had plenty of coyotes living around there, (we’d often hear them at night), so it’s unusual for anything dead to stay around long enough to starting stinking in those woods; there were plenty of things that would dispose of it quickly. We couldn’t see anything, so we kept walking.

We got about 50 yards or so down the trail, and right in the middle of it, was a HUGE pile of excrement. There haven’t been any bears seen or reported here in this particular area of Texas. The feces looked human; it did not look like deer, or cougar or bobcat scat. If it had been from a coyote, I can’t imagine how big the coyote would have had to been to produce scat that large. We avoided it and continued on down and still no wildlife movement or sounds. We didn’t go as far as we usually do, and Rex wanted to turn around and head back. Looking back on it now, it was though he seemed uncomfortable. On the way back, Rex was searching the trees and I was strolling slowly ahead about 15 yards. I felt something small hit my head, and fall to the ground at my feet. I looked down to see a pea-size rock. I looked up to the sky, wondering why a rock would fall from the sky (and wondering what the odds that it would land on me), but there was nothing in the sky and I looked around but saw nothing to explain where the rock came from. Another oddity I just ended up blowing off.

A few days later, we were sitting on the front porch drinking our morning coffee, when I noticed something laying on top of the wooden post on the side of the walkway that leads up to the porch. The post was part of a small wire fence that used to run across the front boundary of the house. We passed that post every day going out to the road for our walks and there had never been anything on it before. I walk out to it to see what is and there in the absolutely perfect center of the post, was a small colorful shell, like a tiny little seashell, yellow and sort of pretty. It couldn’t have more perfectly centered on the post in the middle of the concentric rings of the wooden post. On their way home from work later that same day, our neighbors saw us sitting on the porch and stopped for a minute in the road to say hello. I asked them if they might have left the shell there for us, but they didn’t know anything about it.

At night, Rex and I would often sit on the front porch in the cool of the evening after dinner. There was an old vapor light (the kind that gives off the greenish-gray color) at the corner of the front of the property, about 20 feet from the road running in front of our house, giving us enough pale visibility to see a small stretch of the road from left to right. There one 80-100 year-old red oak tree about 20 feet from the porch, to the right of the walkway as you were sitting on the porch looking out, that blocked a portion of the view of the road as it disappeared into the dark and the foliage of the trees that lined the road. That vapor light was partially obscured by the branches of another oak between us and the light, so that it did not shine directly on us as we sat on the porch. It was sometime between 9:00 and 10:00 and we had gone outside after dinner to sit on the porch and enjoy the cool evening breeze. We were there for a few minutes talking and all of a sudden we hear a voice coming from somewhere down on the road and to our right. The voice (a male) called out, “Hey,” like someone would call out to hail a friend from a distance, but whoever called out didn’t pronounce it, “Hey!” (as in, “Hey there” when you’re walking toward a friend you know), it was just “Hey.” The voice was reasonably loud and sounded like was less than 50 yards away, and definitely like it was calling to us. It startled both of us and our dog came to her feet and stood erect on the porch next to me, but didn’t bark and didn’t move a muscle off that porch to go see who the voice belonged to. She loves to chase squirrels and will bark at the sound of an approaching car, including our neighbor’s jeep as they come down the road, but she loved our neighbors dearly and when she knows it’s them, she would trot off the porch to go welcome them when they pull up. But she didn’t move anything except her ears, straining to hear more from where voice came. Rex called out, “Hey!” in return, both of us now alert, yet confused, wondering why our neighbors would be walking down to our house in the dark. It didn’t sound like Mr. or Mrs. J, and they never, came to our house uninvited and never walked anywhere. They would have traveled in their jeep and they never went anywhere late at night. There was no response to Rex’s call out and yet we sat looking intently at the road in front of the house in the dim light expecting our neighbors to walk out of the darkness and up to our walkway. Several seconds passed and…nothing. Our dog didn’t move, ears still poised. I whispered to Rex, “Was that “J?” He whispered back that he didn’t know, but it didn’t sound like him. A few minutes later and we realize that who/whatever called out to us, wasn’t going to reveal himself. After about five minutes of silence, Rex said abruptly, “Let’s go inside.” We went in the house with our dog, and Rex locked the door behind us.

We talked about the mysterious voice for several minutes and how strange it was. It made no sense that our neighbors would come down that pitch black road in the dark, at night, uninvited and call out “Hey,” and hide. We ruled out a hunter too, because it would be suicide to walk around on very remote private property at night, and risk getting shot at by the homeowner. The land around there is so choppy with ragged terrain, barbed wire, marshy creeks, etc., that no one would dare traverse around there, that far away from anywhere in the pitch black of night. A hunter certainly wouldn’t call out to someone sitting on their porch and then not come up and say hello or show themselves. No one in that area does that kind of thing. If some hunter was poaching and was deliberately sneaking about, he wouldn’t draw attention to himself by calling out to us. The fact that our dog did not bark her usual alarm or go tearing off the porch to address whoever was down there, made the matter all the more confusing and unsettling.

Needless to say, we flagged down our neighbors the next afternoon as they returned home from work and asked if they had tried to come for a visit the night before. We explained what we heard, and they just shook their head, puzzled as we were. The husband showed definite concern as he confirmed the gate at the end of the road, was locked when they came in the previous afternoon.

I observed other things that summer. Teepee like stick structures placed in tree limbs in the woods behind the house, as well as small saplings that had been bent and weighted with a log or something to create an archway over the pathway. I thought to myself, how does nature create these oddities on its own? They looked like they were deliberately placed that way, but it made no sense, since there was no one else living out there, and no storms or windy weather to explain the archways and patterns of the limb placements. I always got creeped out walking in the woods behind the house, even though it was fairly bright and sunny when it filtered through the treetops. We only explored back there once or twice, and I never wanted to go back out there again.

One night, a friend called and asked if could come out to the house to look for owls. Rex and I walked with him down the road as he did owl calls and then would stop to listen. We had lots of owls living out there and heard them almost every night. We didn’t get down the road too far and I just got an overwhelming sense of dread and fear and told the guys I was going back to the house. They just laughed and tried to reassure me they were out there with me, so I would be fine, but I just couldn’t go any further and hurried back up the road until I could see the house and the vapor light, then sprinted all the way to front porch.

If you take these incidents, one at a time, they are trivial (except for the voice, that was particularly troubling), and I tended to brush them off and didn’t dwell on it. It wasn’t until I moved back to the city and accidentally stumbled onto some websites, that I begin to wonder if all the incidents were related. I found many stories similar to mine about some of the things I saw and experienced, that now make me wonder if we had a Bigfoot or perhaps a Bigfoot family living out there with us.

Many years later now, I’ve since spoken with Rex (we remained friends), about some of the incidents and told him what I was beginning to conclude. He said he wouldn’t be a bit surprised, as many of his college friends had weird experiences out there when they all were hanging out there back in his college days. He said he just chalked some of it up to them smoking too much weed, but something had definitely scared them a few times. He also told me about a scream/roar he heard one night while he was asleep in bed; he said it was so deep and so loud and he’d never heard anything like it before or since. He said he thought later it might have been a cougar, because he heard they could scream, but he said he could “feel” it hit and vibrate in his body, all the way into the house.

Even though all these events were seemingly unrelated and insignificant, they stuck in my mind all these years and when I spoke with Rex recently, he clearly remembered each event too. Like something just wasn’t quite right, but we couldn’t put our finger on it. It wasn’t until many years later, that I accidentally tumbled across a Bigfoot informational website that described very similar oddities experienced by other people. Bigfoot was never even on my radar then. Rex has long moved out of the house and last we heard, the house was bulldozed down. The property is still private and our neighbors moved out long ago.

I wish I could go back there and look around again, now that I understand what to be looking for. I suppose a person could have done the things I described, but they’d have to have really gone out of their way to get to our house way out there and they had to know they ran a huge risk of getting shot for trespassing. Plus, why would they even bother doing some of those things? It just made no sense. Our neighbors were kind, decent people and not ones to play tricks on us, and they always kept an eye out on the property when we weren’t around, so I guess I’ll never know what/who it was." M

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