I was 7 years old when I had seen a Bigfoot on our property at night near Yacolt, Washington, and on multiple nights. I told my parents about it, and at first they laughed it off, but soon enough, strange things started happening around the area and they finally took me seriously.
20 years later and I am still awestruck at what I saw, so much in fact, I moved and live in the city now as an adult. When I say awestruck, I also mean fearful as well, what I saw was scary-crazy as they say today, and even though there was some awe to the feeling, mostly it was just fear.
Here is what happened Dave…
Nightmare on NE Amboy Rd.
I was born in Yacolt in the early 80’s, I now live in Seattle and do not venture to far away from the city and into the woods of the Pacific Northwest today, and for good reason.
Some, well, a a couple of my closest friends think I may have been simply having nightmares at the time and that was all, just nightmares. But, I know what I saw on several occasions, and I know at least, today, my parents know the truth as well.
They still live outside of Yacolt on the same old road, and in the same old house, well, it has been remodeled once or twice since the early 1980’s.
Even my old room is no longer my room, it is now a home office for my mom and dad who have been work at home types their whole lives, well, at least since the day I was born.
But, let me tell you what I saw and why I still, to this day feel somewhat uncomfortable when visiting them during the holidays, or when dropping off my son to visit for a week or two in the summer time each year.
The property is quiet a ways out of the town of Yacolt, but it is still considered Yacolt as far as the mailing address is concerned. My parents bought the property a few years before I was born when they hit it pretty big in a network marketing business they joined.
It was a supplememnt compnay, and eventually, they would move to another by the early nineties and still grew a massive base of customers and members.
But, once the first comapny took off, they wanted to get away from the city, at the time they lived in Portland, Oregon. Knowing they were set with a great income, they wanted to live out in the country so they decided to travel around the Pacific Northwest looking for a place they liked.
Yacolt, Washington was that place eventually. They said that they found some other areas in Oregon and Wasington, but this was a great place to live, they could get to a major metropolis in just a couple hours, and there were bustling little towns for growing their business in almost any direction.
So, after a few weeks of searching for a home they found one way out Amboy Rd. This would be the place a nightmare would in fact come to life for me, and my parents, well, they would at least come to accept a new reality.
Mind you, my parents never moved, and even today they still hear odd things off in the distance, and so do the neighbors, but nobody has ever been harrassed so it is all ignored, or, simply put, accepted.
Personally, however, I believe that will be a matter of time, sooner or later, something is going to happen, I just feel it.
But, onto my sightings and experience.
Million dollar man vs. Bigfoot!
A loved the Million Dollar Man episode with Bigfoot, and I still watch it today when I can find it. I also liked other old Saturday morning shows that included Bigfoot, and yes, there were some.
However, I thought it was fantasy, made believe stuff, even as a 7-year old in the late 80’s. At that point I was an only child, at least for another two years, and I was a “know-it-all” at that point my mother said.
She also said I was rather mature for my age back then, so being afraid of the dark was something I could say at the time I was not, until something stepped out of it at least, and into reality.
I was 7, I had my own room on the second floor of our house, my parents had a master bedroom upstairs too. It is a huge house, even before the addition and renovations. My bedroom overlooked the back 15 acres which, after about 30 yards or so, was all forest.
Out the front was the long driveway that led to the main road, and passed the old train track.
It was almost fall when I first heard strange sounds coming off the hillside not far away, and eventually, I heard it in my back yard. Before I’d seen anything, for weeks I would hear whooping noises, what are called tree knocks, and, of course, on a few occasions I could screaming and hollering in the distance which freaked me out.
The evenings were still warm outside I remember, but that did not last long. However, for the time being, my mom left the window open a bit to keep it cool in the room. That was the beginning of what would be a couple months of on and off scary stuff, and a few sightings of Bigfoot for me.
It was a weekend I believe when I heard the first vocalization, a ‘whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop‘ like sound from out beyond the trees.
It kept repeating the series of 3-4 whoops every few minutes or so, and for the next couple hours it kept going. I do not think or recall it stopping til’ after midnight or so.
I remember it being real creepy, and once I even got up that night and asked my mom to shut the window, but she insisted on it being open.
After that, I covered my head with the blankets and fell asleep eventually.
Shadows in the night.
The whoop sounds continued here and there for another week or so until one night they seemed to come closer, and it turned into light chatter and whistles.
Like I said, the property in the backyard was open grass area until a fence stopped the encroachment of the forest itself. And if you are from Washington, well, you know the forest here, it’s real thick.
By the end of 2-3 weeks, just after school started, I noticed the whoops ceased almost completely, there were some here and there, but the whoops for the most part had become chatter, or talking I guess you could call it.
I thought it was talking at least. The night the chatter started I thought someone was in my backyard in the middle of the night, maybe my mom and dad were up on the patio chatting the night away, they were like that sometimes.
I walked over to the window and listened closely, ‘blah, blah, blah’ I could not understand a word. They were either too far away or, it was a different language.
What I did realize though, was the fact that the voices were more than just that, there were multiple voices coming from several directions just inside the forest.
The voices were also weird in the way they had sounded, I wish I had a recording, and I bet you do to. But, you know the Sierra Sounds? That is pretty close, just deeper, and scarier if you ask me. And, I remember a lot of clicking sounds as if they clicked as they talked or chattered.
I kept my window shut after that night, but I did get up once my mom tucked me in to look and see what I could see.
And boy did I!
Shadows, tall, dark, and crazy-fast shadows in the forest is what I saw at first.
It was getting cooler at night by then, but the window was still open the night I heard whistles, and watched as shadow darted here and there in my backyard.
They were not loud whistles, it was as if they were trying to keep it down, as to maybe not gain the attention of us in the house, if that makes any sense to you. They were also sharp whistles and I mean, well, crisp and clear.
I got out of bed and walked over to the window, crouched down and stared out the window. It was a clear night that night I remember, and I could see pretty well after a few seconds.
It only took that few seconds before I noticed something dart from one side of the yard beyond the fence to the opposite side. And, I also noticed something out of the corner of my eye, to the west side of the house move in between the trees.
The whistles came and went, and the tall, dark figure to the back of the property kept moving in and out of the trees. Later, as I got older, I judged that thing to be at least 9 feet tall, at least!
I was getting real scared and ran down to tell my mom and dad what I was seeing. Of course, they heard nothing over the television, and after looking out my window and hearing nothing, they blamed it on a bird or other animal.
I knew better and I tried to explain, but that was their answer, and the final answer to I could tell. My parents are great and loving folks, but at that point, they did not believe in Bigfoot.
The thing at the window.
Weeks later and there it was, a tall, hairy, scary monster leaning in and looking through the kitchen window downstairs! This was right below my window, and I have to say, it would not take much for that thing to reach up and take hold of my window seal.
It came from the side of the yard, almost out of nowhere. I was listening to the whistling and mumuring again. Then, out of nowhere, this thing walked right up to the back side of the house and leaned down peering through the kitchen window.
Like I said, it was tall, dark, covered in hair, I could not make out the exact color as it was dark at the time, but it was a darker color or shade for sure.
Its hand was literally just feet away from my window when I peeked over the ledge of the window frame again.
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Its head was conish-shaped I could tell, and looking back, it must have been at least 8-plus-feet tall for sure, and I am being conservative here.
I made no sudden movements at all, I just kept peeking over the window ledge quietly as this thing moved its shoulders and head around looking in at, what I guessed, was my parents in the living room.
It kept repositioning its head and shoulders here and there, but then, it took a whif of the air and looked up towards my window faster than I could duck my head. I did duck down, and I heard its heavy steps moving off. Before I could even peek back over the window ledge again it was gone.
I ran downstairs yelling, My parents then took me serioulsy, finally.
My father decided to grab the handgun, loaded it, and left to take a look out by the window, outside. To my mothers surprise, he did not come back with an “all is clear” report.
He noticed impressions, large ones that had a foot-like shape to them, but he thought it could not be as they were far too large to be a human footprint. He started to elude to an animal of some kind or bear again I remember, but that is when I stopped them and told them about the monster outside the window.
This time, they listened intently.
After that, I’d seen it, or one of them again as they strolled through the backyard from one side to the other. The size and shape was about the same if I remember correctly, so I do believe it was the same one that was at the window a week earlier.
After that, it was just shadows until even they faded away over time.
Mom, dad, and the Bigfoot.
My dad and mom became aware that something was out there, between the impressions the next morning that were clearly visible, and the vocalizations that they started hearing as they decided to spend more time in the evening on the back deck after that.
Even through the winter months we could hear these things mumbling off in the dark, and once we all heard a scream, and that put my mother on edge for months after that.
Of course, nothing came of it, my dad simply dove in to the information available at the time about these things, and even talke to a guy who was from around here and had seen these things before.
The vocalizations stopped for a bit during the spring months, and even into a bit of summer. But, as usual, by late July or mid August they were back, mumbling, shadows, whisteling and all.
It fascinated my parents, whereas I was rather distraught about the whole matter of these things being around.
My mother did say that we should not be wandering to far out into the forest in the evenings, so the evening walks together out on the trails became afternoon walks instead.
There was some conversations with the neighbors, well, one neighbor that is. She was a horse trainer, and knew these things had been in the area for years and years, even before she moved there she had said.
She knew when they were around because I remember her saying that her horses would get nervous and huddle together when they were about the property.
They never ventured to hurt them or her for that matter, so she never felt like doing anything about them.
There was one other crazy incident however, one that gave me more nightmares, and one that would last me til’ this day.
I lived near the turn-around for the local public shcool bus. To get there, however, I had to walk the driveway, the long old dirt driveway that was surrounded on both sides by forest.
Yes, you got it right, one of them followed me, or chased me, or something.
I was a bit older, about 13 when I was followed or shadowed I guess you could say. I was late getting home from football practice, my first year playing. My ride home dropped me off at the top of the driveway.
The sun was almost down, but it was not completely dark, just real late in the afternoon was all.
It was not even 50 feet down the driveway when I felt as though I was being watched, you know that feeling. Then, a few more feet and something was literally walking along with me, keeping pace but just out of site in the woods, I could hear it.
I can’t say it was that Bigoot I saw before or any of them, but it was walking on two feet, and the heaviness could be heard as it walked along. I was really freaking out and finally decided to run.
That thing started running too, or just picked up its pace at least!
This time, however, I just knew it was not being friendly as it was, or sounded like it was, knocking down stuff as it ran as it was edging over towards me.
I thought I was going to be cut off, but, all of a sudden, it stopped.
Was it mimicking me? Was it trying to cut me off? I do not know. What I do know is that I do not trust those things at all, and I can do without being around them. Personally, they give me a very bad feeling.
Bright lights, big city.
It is not that I am so fearful that I will not visit home or, take my own kid out to the grandparents and drop him off for a week in the summer. But, I am adamant about what he does there, and where he is allowed to venture without grandma and grandpa.
They know this as well, I am just me I guess, over protective.
Once you’ve see these things, well, those of you who have, know that while they can be rather awe inspiring, to a 7-year old, they are simply a monseter, and one that I will never soon pretend does not exist.
I live in the big city today, and I prefer it to the country. You who think that mountain lions or bears are all you need worry about out in the woods today, well, good luck with that, there is a lot more out there than that and I prefer to stay away from it myself.
My parents say they are not there or around as often today, but there was a few times over the last few years that my son said he to has heard them in the middle of the night, and had also seen shadows just beyond the tree line at night…just like I did when I was a kid.
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