Submission by : Confidential
DATE: August 27th, 1995
LOCATION: About two to three hundred feet inshore in the woods off off Kootenay Lake, B.C. about 10 miles from Kaslo B.C.
OBSERVED: In late August of 1995 I went on a trip to British Columbia
for some outdoor adventuring with a friend of mine. One day we took a canoe
trip in lake Kootenay and after about a half an hour of rowing we decided
to go ashore for lunch. We were in a very remote and heavily wounded area
of the lake and wee found a small clearing in which to spread out enough
to eat. About five minutes later we both heard some weird sounds coming
from what sounded like a couple hundred feet behind us. We had some hunting
knives on us but nothing else and my friend was wary in case it was a bear
or something, but both being the curious type we decided to push our way
through the brush to see what was making the sound. It was like a deep
murmured growl, as we got closer we could hear the sound getting louder
but couldn't see anything, the brush was really thick though and we figured
we'd have to be pretty close to see anything. As the sound kept getting
louder we suddenly could smell this disgusting odor, it almost made my
eyes tear up. Then all of a sudden John grabbed my arm and didn't say a
word, he just pointed and before I looked in the direction on he was pointing
I was looking at his face and it was though he'd seen a ghost. Well when
I turned my head I saw what caused his reaction. I couldn't believe my
eyes, it was only about 20 feet away at this point and the reason we hadn't
seen it sooner was that it was bent down kneeling above something, it looked
like it was tearing a small animal apart and eating it. It was HUGE, we
both were frozen for a few seconds and luckily it did not see us, we then
started to back up without turning our backs on it and got too about 50
feet away when it stood up and turned and looked right at us, it was at
least 7 to 8 feet tall, I'm 6'4" and I weigh about 260 pounds and it was
much taller than me. It was covered in dark thick fur similar to bear fur,
it's face was for the most part furry as well with just a bit of black
leathery skin on it's forehead and cheeks showing through, It's eyes were
horrifying, we both thought it was going too kill us. Neither of us could
move, we didn't want to turn our backs and run because we were sure it
would chase us and catch us in seconds. Then suddenly it grabbed it's dead
meal off the ground and turned away from us and ran off into the brush
inn the opposite direction, needless to say we turned as ran as well straight
back to our canoes and I think the hair on my head was still standing when
we got back too civilization and went to a coffee shop to talk about it
and try to calm ourselves down. We passed a policeman on our way out of
the coffee shop but we both agreed not to mention it to anyone, we both
have good jobs and families and don’t want to be looked at as loonies.
Anyway, I'll never forget that day and I know I’ll never go into the woods
again. At least not in B.C.
From the Western Bigfoot Society public reports page.