It was northwest of Boise, a popular little pumpkin patch my mom, dad, and I would visit each year and grab a few to carve into Jack-o-lanterns. But, one year, well, I watched as a Bigfoot stole some pumpkins and disappeared into the mountain beyond when I was 9-10 years old.
Yes, you can remember a lot from that age on, and I remember every second of it, I remember how it looked, its mannerisms, and how it stared back at me.
Here is my encounter with a Bigfoot in Idaho… And, for a short visual, it was pretty intense.
I’m deaf, not dumb.
I am not dumb, I know what I saw, and that is exactly what I tried to point out and tell my parents. But, even today they still have a hard time believing me and what I tell them even now about what I saw that morning.
But, although it was a brief visual, I remember everything I saw that cool autumn morning.
As I mentioned before, we were visiting a pumpkin patch not too far out of Boise, but far enough to take some decent drive time.
Each year we visited one of two patches, either the one on the west side, or, the other on the east side of the city.
They were, like I said, not that far away, but they were out in the country. This year we were heading to my favorite, the one to the west of Boise.
This particular farm, I remember, was much larger, had many more fun things to do like corn mazes, hay mazes, wagon rides around the farm, and, of course, tons of Halloween styled stuff.
It was autumn at its finest every time we visited.
This year we wanted to beat the crowds, and my mother, being an actual paid artist (a painter), she wanted to get there at sunrise to take it in visually and get some pics. This year she wanted to make her next painting something that represented that time of year.
So, off we went, I think it was around 6:30 A.M. give or take a few. And yes, my folks are still morning people, and so am I for that matter.
I never thought about the subject of Bigfoot back then, I did hear about it and many of the stories, hey, I was born and raised here. But, I never thought about it much, or them I would say now.
It was a pretty scary thing to witness, but, I was far enough away, and near enough to people that I felt safe enough during the whole event and sighting.
I also know for a fact that the owners of the farm know and knew what was out there, something they did that day spelled that fact out for me when I thought about it later.
Pumpkins and Bigfoot.
We finally arrived about a half hour later. It was barely light outside, and the farm was not quiet open yet.
My dad pulled over near the far side of the farm where my mom and he would walk around a bit as the sun came up over the hills to the west.
The patch was large, and I mean huge! To the south of us, just across the road, there were endless acres of pumpkins. Beyond that were clusters of trees, and beyond that were mountains and forest.
There is a small creek that runs almost completely around the farm too. I say this because I watched as this thing crossed it in two steps and right up the bank to the pumpkin patch.
We decided to walk off and get a little lost in the patch itself. Of course, my mother headed off to ask permission for taking some pictures about 100 yards away at the store.
That left me and my dad, well, he was lost in a camera himself and kept on walking ahead towards a field of corn about 200 yards east.
He did not go far, but far enough to not hear me if I was to yell. As I said, I am partially deaf, well, mostly deaf and yelling is not something I can do well.
I decided to start looking around for a couple of pumpkins to take home, and we would carve as a family. Not to mention roasting the seeds for snacks before Halloween.
I was looking around when something caught my eye, well, something moved in my peripheral, movement from across the field and creek itself.
Like anyone else who is deaf, for the most part, my other senses are pretty good, heightened a bit if you will. But, I believe that is because I have to rely on them more than the other that is almost non-existant.
I lost my hearing as a baby when I became very sick, and the fever effected my hearing. Everything else though is fine and unaffected by it.
Anyways, I noticed the movement and watched as some extremely dark, tall, and extremely fast person practically glided out of a thicket of trees, cross the creek in basically two steps, and up the side of the small ravine between the field and the creek in a matter of 3-4 seconds.
Fast, and they seemed to almost glide as they walked as if they were on the ice with skates like I said.
It did not take but a second or so for my mind and heart to start racing and thinking I was seeing something that was not human at all actually.
Something in the way she moved.
I watched as it finally came to an abrupt stop at the edge of the field, right behind another patch of trees, but still visible.
I noticed a chest, as in a female chest, and I noticed that this thing at that point was not human, but a giant ape-like creature bobbing back and forth looking around.
I stooped down pretty quick and looked off in my father’s direction I could not see him to well due to low morning fog, but I could make out his silhouette. Yelling would not do, I would have to just sit still until he or my mom came back.
I did not want to move; this thing moved so fast I was afraid if it saw me run, it might chase me down.
So, I squatted down and stayed put, for now, never once taking my eye off this thing after looking back for my dad.
It was a female, you could tell, even I knew what breasts were at that age.
It, she, moved out from behind the trees and into the field. It was hunched over, almost to the point that its long hairy arms were nearly touching the ground, like a gorilla I suppose, but not.
It was crazy; this thing seems to be shaped like something between an ape and a person, it was just scary and weird all at the same time. The strides were long, and I am guessing right now, but she must have been at least 7-8-feet tall.
The hair was a more chocolate brown color I would say, and her arms seemed to be longer than humans as they passed her knees when she finally stood upright completely.
I watched as she looked around some more, and even seem to sniff the air that fortunately, at that time, was not blowing past me.
Her head was huge; I could even make out some of the forehead as it protruded far over her face. But, as for eyes, teeth and any other features, she was too far away for that. I noticed no neck as some have stated as well in their descriptions I have read recently.
She started moving a bit in my direction. That freaked me out; I was already freaking out I remembered and wanted to bolt! But I knew I needed to, or should just sit still.
I noticed she started moving pumpkins around with her large hands and after a second or so she picked one up here and there and tossed them back by the trees about 25-feet behind her.
She must have picked up and thrown 4-5 pumpkins over near the first one by the time I saw her suddenly stop, stand up quickly and look in my direction.
I thought maybe she had finally spotted me and I was going to be in some real trouble fast. But, it must have heard a faint cough. It was my dad walking back towards me. I watched as he still coughed with one hand covering his mouth.
The Bigfoot retreated pretty fast. In two steps she was standing near the pumpkins, she had picked and then gathered them all together and walked back the way she came originally.
My father did say later he saw someone, a figure of someone over that way, but he was not close enough to see what I saw.
I started motioning him through basic sign language that I was frantic and scared. He caught the gestures and words and picked up his pace real fast until seconds later he was right next to me.
I was not sobbing or anything, but he knew and could sense I had been frightened by something. I told him what I saw, and even though he told me it was probably a misidentification, I knew what I saw.
But, still being a little panic-stricken, he walked me back over to the store. We met my mom about half way there, and I told her too.
I am not sure if they believed me, but they were still very understanding and did not let me out of their site the rest of the morning while we were there.
I remember the owner of the store asking about what I was saying as my hand gestures seemed, well, a bit frantic. My mom told her and that is when I noticed her look, as if she knew what I wa saying was the truth, and that she had seen the thing before herself.
I, we, finished choosing some pumpkins and my mom took some pictures after obtaining the permission. But, we did not stick around for the corn maze and other attractions, I was far too concerned that that thing would come back and they could sense that.
Looking back now, I know what I saw, I observed a Bigfoot, a female Bigfoot gathering food. I have since then heard of other stories in that general area about spotting Bigfoot, or strange experiences and sounds at least.
Personally, I do not take my daughter there, ever, we visit the other one far to the east of the city.
But, that is it, that’s my encounter…
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