Ibizan Hound Posted June 23, 2022 Share Posted June 23, 2022 Alpine County, California Sierra Nevada Mountains Ebbetts Pass, 1973 In August of 1973, I had a terrible experience on a camping trip.http://www.bigfootencounters.com/images/1_ebbettsPass.jpg I lived in Oakland, California at the time and my boyfriend, John and I decided to take a long week-end camping trip in the Sierra Nevada Mtn. of CA. We took Hwy 4 until we got to Ebbetts Pass, which is about 8-9000 ft high and close to the Nevada border. At that altitude, the road was very narrow and not well maintained. We were in a very lonely place and encountered no other traffic. The place we chose to camp was on a granite outcrop on a mountain side that had just enough thin soil to put tent stakes in. The granite was bisected by the highway. The mountain sloped away to a meadow beneath us and some sparse forest. On the other side of the road was a single line of young pines and then the mountain rose steeply from there. It was all loose gravel and rocks and boulders because we were right at the timber line. By the time it was dark, we already had the tent up and a fire going. John took a flashlight and went to the meadow below because he said we needed more wood. I was sitting by the fire, feeling utterly miserable with a raging cold that took over during the trip. After about 10 minutes sitting by myself, I became aware of something circling the campfire, taking care to stay beyond the circle of light so that I could not see what, or who it was. Occasionally I could hear a stealthy foot fall or a twig snapping. Then I could hear very low, soft, gutteral breathing noises. Whatever it was, it kept circling and I got very frightened. I took up a branch with fire on the end and as it circled the fire, I turned, following it's direction, holding the branch out like a weapon. I never did see anything. I yelled for John and there was no answer. It occurred to me that whatever, or whoever was circling the fire had gotten John. A few minutes later, John showed up and I told him what happened. We thought it was bear. I must say here that John was not the type to pull practical jokes. We had hot dogs for dinner, which I couldn't taste or smell because of my raging cold. After about two hours at our campsite, other travelers arrived. They had one of those vans that had an awning that pulled out for camping. They camped about 40-50 feet away from us, setting up a table and chairs. I think they chose the place because we were already there and it was impossible to find any thing in the dark. At that time, there were no campgrounds in the vicinity, at least to my knowledge. We politely ignored each other. We settled down for the night in our tent. The ground was very hard and uncomfortable. I don't know how long we had been asleep. I was awakened by the most bloodcurdling sound I had ever heard. If you can imagine combining the roars of an elephant and an African lion, you would be close to describing this sound. Then I heard heavy THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! sounds, with it reverberating in the granite beneath us. The roars continued and it was getting closer. I realized the thumping sounds were the foot steps of the creature and then it dawned on me with horror, that the foot steps sounded bipedal. The other campers heard it too and they threw everything into their van and burned rubber getting out of there. Whatever it was, it was coming closer and closer and it seemed to me to be enraged. I was so frightened that I was shaking uncontrollably and tears were streaming down my face. I tried to get John to start the car, and he wouldn't budge. (it occurred to me later that John was petrified with fear) Rocks were rolling down the mountain slope and we could hear timber snapping. We could also hear low growling noises. It got to the road directly opposite us and we could hear loud cracking noises. And then, mercifully, a lone car appeared on the highway, it's lights scaring off whatever it was. It ran up the mountain, roaring in rage, the ground beneath us vibrating with it's very running step. We stayed up the rest of the night and it never came back. I tried to get John to leave; it was his car we were in., but he refused. The next morning we did see a black bear that went ambling past us, completly indifferent to us. I had the presence of mind to look for foot prints, but found none. However, a young pine across the road from us, which was about 10-12 feet tall had been broken off at about three feet up from the roots. Five years later,in 1978, I was persuaded to tell my story to someone introduced to me by the name of George, who lived in Oakland. [the late George Hass?] George told me had been researching Bigfoot for many years. When I told him what happened, he asked if I happened to be having my period at the time of the trip. I replied yes, and he told me that a Bigfoot had been attracted to us because of that. He believed everything I said and told me my experience was a classic Bigfoot encounter, or words to that effect. I did not stay in touch with George and I don't know what happened to him. This experience was really frightening and I would rarely talk of it. I have seen documentaries about Bigfoot and this had made me recall my experience. Some research has now made me a confirmed armchair "Bigfooter". I've read alot about the stench of Bigfoot. I think the reason I did not smell anything on that camping trip was because of the severe cold I had. I remember being very disappointed that I could not taste the hot dogs! I live in Modesto, CA and it would not be difficult for me to get to Ebbetts Pass again. I think I may do that soon. You have my permission to include this account of of my trip in your newsletter. Please do not reveal my e-mail address. Thank you for "listening" and all your hard work. Mary Brown Modesto, California Submitted Sunday, January 06, 2002 12:21 AM 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pi3141 Posted June 23, 2022 Share Posted June 23, 2022 Love this stuff, I remember watching - The Legend of Boggy Creek as a kid. I have a copy of the film. Its Arkansas again The Legend of Boggy Creek The Legend of Boggy Creek is a 1972 American docudrama horror film about the "Fouke Monster", a Bigfoot-type creature that reportedly has been seen in and around Fouke, Arkansas since the 1940s. The film mixes staged interviews with some local residents who claim to have encountered the creature, along with reenactments of encounters. The film's director and producer, Charles B. Pierce, was an advertising salesman who convinced a local trucking company to invest in the film and hired locals (mainly high school students) to help complete it. Link- https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Legend_of_Boggy_Creek 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KingKitty Posted July 4, 2022 Share Posted July 4, 2022 (edited) Modesto, California. Been there a few times. Makes Hootersville look sophisticated and urbane. Edited July 4, 2022 by KingKitty Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ibizan Hound Posted July 6, 2022 Author Share Posted July 6, 2022 On 7/4/2022 at 1:42 PM, KingKitty said: Modesto, California. Been there a few times. Makes Hootersville look sophisticated and urbane. Check out the area where she experienced Bigfoot. Post pictures too. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ibizan Hound Posted July 6, 2022 Author Share Posted July 6, 2022 This is a dangerous and fatal area. Tourist rescued after mission to investigate California family’s hiking deaths Dani Anguiano in Los Angeles - 3h ago React15 Comments A Michigan man who is said to have traveled to California’s Sierra national forest to investigate the heat-related deaths of a young family on a hiking trail last year had to be rescued last month, according to the Mariposa county sheriff’s office. The tourist, whom authorities have not named but said is in his mid-60s, reportedly traveled to the area to research what happened to Ellen Chung, 30, her husband, Jonathan Gerrish, 45, their one-year-old daughter, Miju, and their dog, Oski, who all died on a hike last August. The mysterious case baffled law enforcement for months and officials investigated possible causes ranging from carbon monoxide to toxic algae, before finding the family had succumbed to extreme heat and probable dehydration on the trail while just over a mile from their car. On 28 June, the Michigan tourist traveled to the Hites Cove/Savage Lundy trail, according to authorities, hiking in an area marked as closed. Officials said he had told someone on the trail that he found official explanations of the family’s deaths “odd” and planned to personally investigate what had happened. The next morning, that person noticed the man’s rented vehicle was still parked at the entrance of the trail and contacted the sheriff’s office. Officials launched a search and rescue mission and found the missing man on the “Hites Cove Rd portion of the trail”, according to a press release from the Mariposa county sheriff’s office. Officials said the man was happy to be rescued but complained about having to spend the night and being unable to find the portion of trail he was looking for. He told officials he had tried to call 911 several times but was unable to get through, and he was concerned about algae after drinking water from a nearby river. Medics treated him for “badly blistered feet and dehydration” before he drove off despite medical advice. Jeremy Briese, the local sheriff, expressed outrage about what happened and said that each time his office spoke about the Chung-Gerrish family’s deaths officials sought to inform the public how to visit the area safely. “It is hard not to be angry about this particular rescue mission. I want people to come here and enjoy all the amazing nature Mariposa county has to offer,” he said. “To have someone purposely put themselves in danger, using vital resources and potentially putting the safety of our staff in danger all to try and prove us wrong, is maddening and quite frankly sickening.” The Mariposa county sheriff’s office and other local officials have advised people to be cautious in the area, which has no cellphone reception, particularly amid extreme heat. Temperatures were as high as 109F the day of the Chung-Gerrish family’s deaths, and the majority of the trail has little shade or trees. The family did not bring enough water for the hike, officials found. Briese has previously acknowledged that the circumstances of the deaths were unusual but said his office was confident in their findings. https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world/tourist-rescued-after-mission-to-investigate-california-familys-hiking-deaths/ar-AAZh7mA?li=BBnb7Kz 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Recommended Posts
Join the conversation
You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.