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<blockquote data-quote="Rich Coyle" data-source="post: 1944033" data-attributes="member: 70559"><p>Thanks for posting. From a shooting friend.....</p><p></p><p>Ok, since you're apparently not ridiculing people, I'll share a story. I did indeed see _something_ ... what, I'm not certain.</p><p></p><p>I'm going to start off on a tangent with an opinion: I've told this story to a few people and one thing that really chaps my *** is people who were not even there telling me what I saw or didn't see when they weren't there to experience it themselves. This is one of those things where any answer besides "I don't know" is a display of ignorance and arrogance.</p><p></p><p>So ... the story:</p><p></p><p>I'm going to say 1976 to 1979 time frame, not sure exactly which year, location ... lower Rogue. A slightly older cousin and I were sitting in his mom's truck on a sand bar after dark. His mom was on the hill behind us deer hunting and we were her ride home. We were pointed roughly upriver. We saw something move in river center. We didn't get the headlights on it quick enough for a clear view but it was obviously bipedal, walking down-current at maybe 7-8 mph in 5 feet of water. Looked like a tall, roughly human form. Since it was between crotch and waist deep, that would make it 9-10 feet tall. That much torso out of the water is too much weight to bear floating, it had to be walking on the bottom. My cuz fired up the truck, backed up, and swung it around trying to keep the headlights on this thing as it went downriver, but as it crossed over a shallow gravel bar to drop into the next, slower pool, we were out of position with the lights, so we never got a look at it from the waist down to see how the leg length was proportional to the body or anything like that. By the time we were back in place to see it, it was probably 200 yards away. The water there is 12-15 feet deep for a ways, then goes over some big ledges, and drops back off deep again. We couldn't see it well but it swam sort of high, maybe only armpits deep rather than clear to it's neck like a person. It'd didn't swim overhand like a person. We watched it go around a bend nearly a quarter mile away, eventually just a dot going around the corner.</p><p></p><p>in the time we watched it, there was never any sort of change of color or reflectivity suggestive of clothing, it was just a roughly solid darkish mass. I don't recall seeing arms extend from the body. It was just like a big person ambling along down the river bed, water and all.</p><p></p><p>I will add to this a couple more details.</p><p></p><p>I had forgotten about it, but another cousin was visiting us that night. She reminded me about a year ago that that night, the family dogs which were generally pretty low key spent the whole night all worked up about something out in the dark, but they wanted no part of going out to investigate. There was something out there they wanted us to be aware of, but something they were essentially afraid of. They never hesitated to chase a bear off the lawn, or a cougar either. So .. what was it?</p><p></p><p>Second thing, about 2 years earlier, maybe a mile further upstream, I found huge footprints in the mud. The river had dropped a bunch overnight and exposed a wide shelf of rock with an inch or so of muddy scum on it. I was hiking up the bank fishing and found tracks where something bipedal had come out of the river, crossed that rock shelf, and gone up over the clay cut bank where it was too steep for me ... and i was a darn portable kid. Back in those days the limit on trout was minimum of 8 inches long. We cut a notch in the handle of our fly rods 8 inches from the end of the butt to compare the fish we caught to so we'd know if they were legal or not. Using the notch on my rod, I guestimate those tracks at 24.5 inches long and 8.5 inches wide. That is bigger than the standard report for bigfoot tracks by a good bit, but within the outer limits of reported tracks. Since the mud was still wet, I figure the tracks were less than 3-4 hours old.</p><p></p><p>When I saw those tracks, I looked around a little bit, swapped ends, and headed back for the boat. I rowed out in the middle of the river and chucked out the anchor where I could see in all directions.</p><p></p><p>Another time, 10 miles from there, something followed a high school friend and I. There's a big rocky knob sticking out from the mountain that's 1500 feet high or something like that. There's supposed to be a cave with indian artifacts up there so we decided to go look. We climbed up one side of this knob zig-zagging up the different smaller facets of the main bluff. Never found it. Got up on top, pushed a couple boulders off (we were 16-17 year old boys, what else do boys do but push rocks?) to listen to them smash when they hit, then hiked to the other side and climbed back down. Something followed us from just after where we dropped off. We could hear it, but it stayed out of sight. If we ran, it ran, if we walked, it walked. We stayed out of heavy brush in open timber as much as possible so it couldn't sneak up on us. Finally, we crossed our up-bound tracks in the talus and saw 3 sets of bipedal tracks, not two. The third set seemed to have a longer stride than Pat, and Pat is 6 foot 4 inches tall. It could have been someone following us messing with us, but I don't know anyone down there who'd go to the effort and definitely nobody who was local there who was taller than Pat,</p><p>the locals are all part indian and mostly about 5 foot 5.</p><p></p><p>Anyway ... no answer, just ... thought provoking ...</p><p></p><p>I'm 60/40 convinced there's something out there. There's just enough accumulation of "stuff" to think that is the simpler explanation than that there isn't anything there and it's all a mistake of one sort or other. I wouldn't be totally shocked to run into something, I wouldn't be totally shocked if there were a way to "prove" it to learn there wasn't, either. It's interesting enough that when I have time and nothing better to do, I go wander around and look deliberately. Beats watching sports reruns, if nothing else.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rich Coyle, post: 1944033, member: 70559"] Thanks for posting. From a shooting friend..... Ok, since you're apparently not ridiculing people, I'll share a story. I did indeed see _something_ ... what, I'm not certain. I'm going to start off on a tangent with an opinion: I've told this story to a few people and one thing that really chaps my *** is people who were not even there telling me what I saw or didn't see when they weren't there to experience it themselves. This is one of those things where any answer besides "I don't know" is a display of ignorance and arrogance. So ... the story: I'm going to say 1976 to 1979 time frame, not sure exactly which year, location ... lower Rogue. A slightly older cousin and I were sitting in his mom's truck on a sand bar after dark. His mom was on the hill behind us deer hunting and we were her ride home. We were pointed roughly upriver. We saw something move in river center. We didn't get the headlights on it quick enough for a clear view but it was obviously bipedal, walking down-current at maybe 7-8 mph in 5 feet of water. Looked like a tall, roughly human form. Since it was between crotch and waist deep, that would make it 9-10 feet tall. That much torso out of the water is too much weight to bear floating, it had to be walking on the bottom. My cuz fired up the truck, backed up, and swung it around trying to keep the headlights on this thing as it went downriver, but as it crossed over a shallow gravel bar to drop into the next, slower pool, we were out of position with the lights, so we never got a look at it from the waist down to see how the leg length was proportional to the body or anything like that. By the time we were back in place to see it, it was probably 200 yards away. The water there is 12-15 feet deep for a ways, then goes over some big ledges, and drops back off deep again. We couldn't see it well but it swam sort of high, maybe only armpits deep rather than clear to it's neck like a person. It'd didn't swim overhand like a person. We watched it go around a bend nearly a quarter mile away, eventually just a dot going around the corner. in the time we watched it, there was never any sort of change of color or reflectivity suggestive of clothing, it was just a roughly solid darkish mass. I don't recall seeing arms extend from the body. It was just like a big person ambling along down the river bed, water and all. I will add to this a couple more details. I had forgotten about it, but another cousin was visiting us that night. She reminded me about a year ago that that night, the family dogs which were generally pretty low key spent the whole night all worked up about something out in the dark, but they wanted no part of going out to investigate. There was something out there they wanted us to be aware of, but something they were essentially afraid of. They never hesitated to chase a bear off the lawn, or a cougar either. So .. what was it? Second thing, about 2 years earlier, maybe a mile further upstream, I found huge footprints in the mud. The river had dropped a bunch overnight and exposed a wide shelf of rock with an inch or so of muddy scum on it. I was hiking up the bank fishing and found tracks where something bipedal had come out of the river, crossed that rock shelf, and gone up over the clay cut bank where it was too steep for me ... and i was a darn portable kid. Back in those days the limit on trout was minimum of 8 inches long. We cut a notch in the handle of our fly rods 8 inches from the end of the butt to compare the fish we caught to so we'd know if they were legal or not. Using the notch on my rod, I guestimate those tracks at 24.5 inches long and 8.5 inches wide. That is bigger than the standard report for bigfoot tracks by a good bit, but within the outer limits of reported tracks. Since the mud was still wet, I figure the tracks were less than 3-4 hours old. When I saw those tracks, I looked around a little bit, swapped ends, and headed back for the boat. I rowed out in the middle of the river and chucked out the anchor where I could see in all directions. Another time, 10 miles from there, something followed a high school friend and I. There's a big rocky knob sticking out from the mountain that's 1500 feet high or something like that. There's supposed to be a cave with indian artifacts up there so we decided to go look. We climbed up one side of this knob zig-zagging up the different smaller facets of the main bluff. Never found it. Got up on top, pushed a couple boulders off (we were 16-17 year old boys, what else do boys do but push rocks?) to listen to them smash when they hit, then hiked to the other side and climbed back down. Something followed us from just after where we dropped off. We could hear it, but it stayed out of sight. If we ran, it ran, if we walked, it walked. We stayed out of heavy brush in open timber as much as possible so it couldn't sneak up on us. Finally, we crossed our up-bound tracks in the talus and saw 3 sets of bipedal tracks, not two. The third set seemed to have a longer stride than Pat, and Pat is 6 foot 4 inches tall. It could have been someone following us messing with us, but I don't know anyone down there who'd go to the effort and definitely nobody who was local there who was taller than Pat, the locals are all part indian and mostly about 5 foot 5. Anyway ... no answer, just ... thought provoking ... I'm 60/40 convinced there's something out there. There's just enough accumulation of "stuff" to think that is the simpler explanation than that there isn't anything there and it's all a mistake of one sort or other. I wouldn't be totally shocked to run into something, I wouldn't be totally shocked if there were a way to "prove" it to learn there wasn't, either. It's interesting enough that when I have time and nothing better to do, I go wander around and look deliberately. Beats watching sports reruns, if nothing else. [/QUOTE]
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