A Montana hunter is alone in the Absaroka Mountains when he suddenly observes a huge Sasquatch break out into the open and sprint tremendously fast through the deep snow.
"This particular experience happened on Thanksgiving day 1979. I was hunting alone in the Absaroka Mountains, south of Livingston, Montana where I was living and working at the time. I and my so-called friends left my home very early that Thanksgiving morning and drove 30 or so miles to the turn-off. It took us into very beautiful the rugged mountains. It has snowed more than a foot the night before which made for a challenging and interesting drive. I was chained up on all four tires but still had a couple close calls on the narrow trail. I drove as far as I could before eventually getting stuck, mostly because of how steep the trail was. I wasn't too worried about getting unstuck because I knew I could back up to a turnaround spot I had just passed. So I parked and got busy gathering my gun, gloves, backpack, etc.
I look at my friends and told them to hurry and get ready let's go. Without looking at me they both told me they wouldn't be able to make it. I'd already made that assumption so I wasn't surprised. I started walking. The snow was deep and for tough walking. There were drifts even deeper I had to get through, sometimes to my waist.
I guess I'd gone about a mile after an hour struggling when I glass the side of a hill of a mountain in front of me about a quarter mile away. I spotted what looked like a line of tracks from a small herd of elk headed toward a pocket of timber down from me. The snow was so deep, but I could see everything of interest very well.
I'd been there for at least a couple hours when I started hearing voices. There's a large drainage to my right about 200 yards away from me. I thought it might be where the voices were coming from and it turned out I was right. Just above the drainage was a huge park, mostly flat, between me and the pocket of timber where I believed the elk were bedded. The park was about 50 yards from me and then a couple hundred yards to the pocket.
I was listening hard watching the drainage when I started smelling cigarette smoke coming from the same place as the voices. I immediately thought it was my two buddies because they both smoked. Not only were they talking very loud but the smoke was so strong I knew if there were elk anywhere around they wouldn't be for long and good luck getting a shot. I was watching the trench very closely when suddenly out popped a Sasquatch moving at full speed. I guess it was full speed because it sprinted that four or five hundred yards in deep snow taking no more than 15 seconds.
When it came out of the timber in that drainage I must have gasped or something because without losing stride it turned its head and looked directly at me. I felt like it marked me because I continued to have experiences involving them to this day. No, I don't like it or want it. I know they do not have good intentions. It had long dark brown or black hair all over its body. I would say it was anywhere between nine to ten feet tall with long legs and easily ran through probably three feet of snow amazingly quick. It had a dark but sort of human-like face that showed expression. As it looked towards me the voices I heard were from two hunters, or should I say, morons. After about five minutes, while I was still trying to process what I just witnessed, the hunters walked up and out of the same drainage about 75 yards closer to me than the Sasquatch. They hadn't seen anything, not even the trail where it had come out and run, but they'd tried to walk in the same direction. I could see them struggle to make it even 10 yards. They turned around and followed their own tracks behind back into the drainage.
I could hear them talking for another 30 minutes at least. Unbelievable. I didn't bother trudging through that deep snow to go down and look for tracks. I was already worn out and I knew for certain what I'd seen.
I finally got back to my truck. My buddies were pretty mad and cold. As expected, after a detailed account of my experience they laughed and joked about it all the way home. Needless to say, I threw them to the curb."
Transcribed source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ry4pAzY08Iw
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