Oregon’s Highway 224 is the Bigfoot Highway. I would know because I have seen these things cross the road twice and had a couple of them enter my camp once down at the Fish Creek Campground in 1995.
I was told, well, more like warned about them by my grandfather, who had a crazier encounter story than I had with them, but I never believed him, at least not until I had my first of three encounters with these things.
Here is my story.
For many years, between Applegate Lake and Ruch, we owned a fairly large property with a small and profitable apple orchard. It also contained a little secret, actually, a large secret.
Bigfoots, and they loved apples. Once you see one of these bigfoot creatures, your life will change, and you will realize what else could be out there in creation waiting to be discovered. However, the bigfoots we encountered may be the exception to the rule, so be careful if you ever encounter one.
Here is our story…
I was fighting fires that summer, but my incident, well, the scariest event in my life, did not happen until late September and early October.
Bigfoots are real, and frightening too! I love my job, even to this day, but I now have an extra pair of eyes while I am out fighting wildfires in the woods of the Pacific Northwest, that’s for sure. Bland Mountain fire lookout is where all of this took place.
Here is my story.
Contrary to popular belief, the Pacific Northwest is not all rugged mountains and rugged coastline. There are meadows and deep valleys, too, and apparently, some have monsters lurking around them.
I have always believed in Bigfoot since the day I was introduced to the idea of such a creature. As a kid, I read all the books the school library had on the subject. But I never thought I would see one, and I never thought I would see one out in my neck of the woods, or lack thereof.
Here is my story…
My grandfather passed away. My family chose me to wrap up his estate and the sale of his house. It was supposed to be an uneventful process, but it was not. Instead, I experienced the most incredible, wonderful, and yet the most terrifying moments of my life.
I had heard the legends of such things roaming the Pacific Northwest. When he was alive, my grandfather would tell me stories over the campfire as a kid about the beast that would visit the Logtown area from time to time.
I did not believe him then, but I do now.
Here is my story…
Autumn was here again. I love fall, the leaves changing, the crisp mornings and evenings, and yes, all those holidays are coming. However, in the Green Gultch, autumn can spawn a monster too.
Not every year do we hear and even see this bigfoot thing lurking around the area, but when autumn comes, we do hold our breath, wondering if this year will be another year of shadows and sounds around our farm that can send a chill up your spine.
Here is our encounter story…
I was not what you call a “believer” in this thing or things called Bigfoot. I gave it room in my mind, of course, but I was never sold on the idea they truly existed until I saw one with my own eyes on my property in Melrose, Oregon, one late summer evening.
I have lived in and around Douglas County for my entire life, except during my six-year stint in the military. It was not until I moved well outside of town that I realized there are things in the woods of the Pacific Northwest we’ve yet to discover.
Here is my story…
My folks love to hike around the North Umpqua during the summer and fall. I like Hemlock Lake, well, I did until a few years ago when I ran into Bigfoot.
Here is my story…
I was not there a week before I started noticing the little things that led up to an encounter I never dreamed I would have. It was a bigfoot, and not just any bigfoot, but Ole’ Man Forest himself.
I came nearly face-to-face with this thing, and if it were not for our neighbor, a hero to me, I am not sure what would have happened that day. I did not mean to encroach on it or its territory, but I did, and I almost paid for it with what might have been my life.
Here is my story…
We called it Summer’s End, but that wasn’t the real name of the place we loved to camp when I was young. It was a pretty popular lake along the Oregon coast. My family and I would camp there every year, until Bigfoot happened.
I never thought for a second I would ever see such a thing, experience such a moment, not for a thousand years… but I did, well, we did.
Here is our story.
