Oregonbigfoot.com file# 01260

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Date: august 18, 1978
Canada county, Alberta
Nearest town: Rocky Mountain House
Nearest road: 11A West
Conditions:
Time: dusk
Location: 30 miles west of Rocky Mountain House, on #11 highway west.West of sunchild road turn off 1 mile, then 8 miles north on dirt road. And 1 mile hike down cut line to Baptiese river.

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Description of event: I went fishing with my black lab hunting dog,my two friends, and their little dog. I was 18 years old, one friend 19,other 13 years old. We walked from the pickup truck, parked in a small oil lease clearing down a cut line through native forest to the baptiese river. My friends sat at a big deep hole in the river on a bend and bait fished. I walked with my black lab dog, up stream on the small river fly fishing. I was approx. two miles up stream from my friends, while fishing I felt I was being watched. Never felt that kind of uneasy feeling before, my hair rose on my neck, but I never seen or smelled or heard anything. I looked at my hunting dog who is always by my side, but she was not indicating anything. So I turned in the water, and started fish back down stream towards my friends location. I had caught a couple of nice brook trout to eat. Once back to my friends location, we started a fire, cleaned the fish we all had caught and started to cook them over the fire on sharpened green willow sticks. I broke a piece of the cooked fish head off the sharp cooking stick. Then I made my dog bark for it, she did and I threw it to her. Just as she caught it in her mouth, then their was a high pitch, very loud,scream howl and then a very deep kind of growl grunt at the end. Right behind me in the thich bush along the river shore.At that instant my black lab bolted straight for the sound, barking and growling franticly.Then all of us stood with mouths open, we grabbed our fishing gear at the same time. We never said one word to each other,and started to run with fear. My dog came running out of the thick bush looking back over her shoulder with ears back. She was scared, this made my heart jump a beat, because she had no fear of even a grizzly bear we once came face to face with. My friends small dog was gone ahead of us running full tilt back for the truck. We ran about 300 yards down the river shore then up a long very steep cut bank along the river. Once we hit the top my dog beside me bolted again barking into the bush.I called her back and we stopped to catch our breaths from the hard climb. We listened to see if we could hear any movement in the bush, nothing. I mean not a sound of any kind,the forest was dead silent. I am a very avid hunter and have lived in the bush my whole life. Usually at dusk in this bush you hear all kinds of song birds and squirrels chirping and chattering before they go to bed. But there was dead silence not even a twig snapped. I said to my friends that the beast, beat us up the hill and is watching us. By the way the dog was looking into the trees, with her her hair raised on her back. So we walked slowly up the cut line through the thich forest. Then again right to the left of me the beast thing sream howled again and grunt growled at the end. My trusty lab dog bolted towards the truck this time, with her ears back and tail between her legs. I screamed at my friends RUN!!! Danny of thirteen years old began to cry looking at me. I pointed towards the truck and said run! Danny Run! I stayed behind me two friends as we run, looking now and then over my shoulder. Then again right the scream howl was so loud it seemed to be all around me. Now it sreamed two more times right beside me,until we broke out of the trees in to the small clearing.We jumped into the truck dogs in the back and spun dirt as we sped for home. I have heard all kinds of wild animal calls while I hunt,and when I guide American hunters. Never have I heard anything as scarry as that. Nobody seen a thing or could I hear a twig snap during the chase. I don't know of any large animal that could move so fast and so quiet, through the forest, also not be seen. WEpast a wide spaced aspen growth AS it screamed beside me and I looked to my left as I ran and seen nothing. I went back the next day with my 30-06 rifle and a other friend with a camera. Hoping the thing would come again, for this I would drop on the spot. Never seen a dam thing not even a track. Now I readone of the stories on your site. A young kid tells a story about his father as a boy in a camper with his friends. He hears a scream howl out side the camper gets scared and hides under the covers. Now his son later in life plays him a sreamhowl sound off the internet and scares the hell out of his father. I played that sound and that is eactly what the sound was that chased us. Even to the growl gunt ending, I will tell you the hair raised up on my arms when I heard it. Wanted the young man to know his dad was telling the truth about the sound.

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