A hiker in the Oregon Cascades is stalked and harassed for 15 days by, what seemed to be, a Bigfoot. After the ordeal, the witness still doesn't know what this massive creature was.
I received the following account:
"This incident occurred in August 2009. I was hiking alone in the Cascades in Oregon. I was in a more remote area of the range along Gordan Peak Trail. On the 6th or 7th day on the trail, the hair on the back of my neck started standing up. I chalked it up to being a mountain lion in the area. But the weird thing was the uneasy feeling never left.
That night is when I heard the howling, it wasn't wolves or bears or any other animal I had ever heard. The closest thing I could relate it to is the noises apes and monkeys make. This persisted for the next few nights, and eventually, things started rummaging through my campsite, naturally, I assumed it was a bear or raccoon.
But then on the 11th day, I woke up and my food bag was removed from the tree, something had cut the line through. All my food was gone. I decided to keep pushing, I had 4 days left till the end of the trail. I'm familiar with what I can and can't eat in the area and I could always fish for food. The same nightly activities occurred and on the 13th night, something started throwing rocks at my tent. For some reason I lost it, I screamed into the darkness for whatever it was to leave me alone. Hoping it was just some person messing with me and maybe they'd scream out for it to leave me alone. Instead, it grew quiet for the first time in nights. Nothing could be heard. Then a scream louder and more vicious than any other night cut through the night. Then nothing, complete and utter silence again. Despite it being quiet I wasn't able to sleep that night, I just waited.
The next day I continued my hike, dead tired, just wanting to get out. The hair on the back of my neck still standing, and the forest was still quiet, I felt like I was being hunted. Towards the end of the day, I sat down to rest before pushing a few more miles when I saw it. Something tall and large, bigger than any man or animal I had seen, sliding through the forest not making a noise. I yelled at it, and it turned to look at me. I never got a good look at it through the trees and the brush and it was dark, but I knew that whatever it was it was causing this. I threw a rock at it and then pulled my knife. This thing just kept staring at me. I don't know what kicked in, but I no longer felt scared, I felt angry and I ran at the thing. It ran from me and I chased it in the woods. It had long strides and easily outpaced me but I continued the chase. After several minutes I gave up and collapsed in exhaustion. I rested for a bit, before backtracking my way back to my backpack and resting area. I was tired and made camp there.
Another night of silence when I woke up the next day and had about 10 miles till I was out. Exhausted, hungry, and mentally drained, I made my way out. As I got closer and closer to the end of the trail, the typical forest noises returned. Birds, bugs, and mice run through the undergrowth. All these noises slowly returned. I no longer had this feeling of unease.
I got to the trail end, sat in my car, and cried. To this day I still pass it off as someone just messing with me, but the way that thing moved in the forest. I just don't know. I told a park ranger about it and he jokingly said they have a bunch of Bigfoot sightings in the area, but most likely it was a local screwing with me or my own imagination. I do a lot of long hikes, but that 15 days was by far the worst." C
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