Bigfoot Sightings Encounter Experiences

Date of Encounter: August 10, 1974

Reported By: Matt

Day or Night: Day Time
Time of Sighting:
Distance of the Sighting: 1500
State of the Sighting: Oregon

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Did you get Pictures or Video: No
Did you see Footprints: No

Vocalizations:

Did you hear Vocalizations: No
Did you Record the Vocalization: No

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Tree/Wood Knocking:

Did you hear Tree/Wood Knocking: No
Did you Record the Tree/Wood Knocking: No

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Name of nearest TOWN: Lewiston
Name of nearest ROAD: Corral Creek Road
Weather CONDITIONS: Clear

The ENCOUNTER:

August 10, 1974
My cousin Mark, Steve and his younger brother Mike decided to climb the mountain behind the house that day but it was so overcast we decided to go to the gold mine.
After a brief stay at the mine we headed back as we approached the land fill we noticed the fog was lifting so we decided to go for it. It was quite a climb to the peak. Once there we built a monument with rocks. Once complete we all pee’d on it, said some silly things and then headed down. I saw more wildlife on this day than I’d seen all summer.

It was late afternoon when we got back.

I layed on one of the chase loungers in the front yard to drink a beer while the other guys started the grill outback to cook chicken.

It was a beautiful afternoon.

Something caught my attention across the river.

As I looked up I could see this thing about 20-17 feet from a small platou and in about 3 or 4 steps it was standing on it. It stopped, put its hands on its hips and proceeded to observe.
As it’s gaze came across it spotted me and stopped.

I was frozen.
It stared toward me and I stared at it.
The afternoon sun was in front of it.
It was 7 to 8 feet tall.
It was built like a basketball player. Long muscles in arms and legs that could be seen through it’s thin medium redish hair.

The hair on its head was kinda like a hippies in that it was longer and layed over the back of its neck.

We must have stared at one another for about 10 of the slowest seconds I have ever experienced in my life.

It turned around and lumbered down the back side of the ridge and dissapeared.

That was when I knew for sure what it was by the way it walked.

I jumped up screaming and ran inside and got the 7 magnum. (For the scope).
My cousin Mark met met at the door and took the gun from me.

I explained what I saw.
My cousin and Mike didn’t believe me but Steve did.

He said he had a book he would let me read. It described the creature to a t.

I never slept in the barn or on a lounge chair again.

I’m 62 now. I’ve always struggled with should I share the sighting with others or not.

Most don’t care which is fine.
I’m sharing because Bigfoot is apart of this world and the truth does matter.

Thanks for the work you are doing and for providing a means to document my sighting

Matt