Reports received to date: 29
Reports debunked to date: 6
1) 5/11/2006: At about 11:30pm eastern I heard a very strange vocalization. It was similar
in tone to the "Ohio Howl" vocalization heard on page 2 of this site, but it was 4 quick, short, LOUD vocalizations.
From the direction it sounded like it was coming from, it had to be at least 50 yards away or I could've seen whatever it
was. Both of my bedroom windows were closed because it had been cool with rain showers all day & night. My bed is about 6'
from the window on the side the sound was coming from & it sounded like it was right beside me. The next morning I couldn't
find any sign of anything except the faint odor of skunk in the air, which may or may not have been related to the sounds.
2) Approx. 5/25/2006: My neighbor heard similar sounds behind his house at night. But they
were more gutteral.
3) 8/4/2006: I heard the same sounds about 30 minutes ago that I heard on 5/11/2006 but
this time they seemed to be coming from a small area of woods that is on the same side of the street as my house. These woods
start about 100 yds. from my house. I might not have reported this incident, but earlier this afternoon my dog looked towards
those same woods & whimpered a bit. I couldn't see, hear, or smell anything at that time though. There have been other times
when she was in the house & ran to the doors like something was very near. But I never saw, heard, or smelled anything at
any of those times either. But now I'm beginning to wonder what she sensed all those times.
4) Mid 1970's (This report is edited to protect the identities of the witnesses)
"When I was growing up prior to moving to Albright, we lived in Cransville and my brother and I was riding in the back
of one of my sisters friends truck. We was going thru the woods and my brother and I seen something running up right, thru
the woods. It was tall and harry but fast. It started chasing the truck we ducked down in the truck and the guy driving, took
off...and a big harry thing had swooped over the back of the truck..We being young kids didnt know what it was. My sisters
thought it was her friend and others playing a trick on us. But I dont believe a human could run fast enough to keep up with
a truck and a bear I dont believe will run on two legs very far. And I've heard that there has been sightings in the Cransville
swamp years ago. And I have never been back to those woods"
5) 10/30/2010: While deer hunting today in the Pleasantdale area, I heard 5 or 6 rock clacks
Related info: A couple weeks ago, my brother found a dead deer. Something dragged
the carcass to the creek & left nothing but hair
10/6/2006: The following is the report verbatim as reported to me: "1960's age 8-Up tree
eating acorns, climbed down & walked off in woods. Have heard them in woods(Vocals)Had them hit building I lived in, throw
things at me(rocks & nuts)seen glimpses of them while hunting, etc... Some family members have had encounters in same locations.
Hope this helps.
Details you wanted to know: Sounds, setting, time of year, etc...Sounded like Arabs in prayer, but later best described
as backward talking. Also growling, scream/howl type sound. Sounded like several answering each other. Deep woods-farm, different
times of year throughout. Locations: Near Hurricane, Water tank hill, & hills 1-2 miles behind, Hurricane Creek Rd., Cutt
Rd. All in Putnam County. Also Kilgore Creek Rd. near Milton in Cabell County. Quiet for about a year now"
1) 10/19/2006: The following is the report as I received verbatim: "Details: Saw wild apes
like Bigfoot at Meadow River after low flood near Rt. 60. Was 2 Bigfoots last Nov. 23rd & 3 Bigfoots last Nov. 24th, 2005.
And since did not see any more"
2) (The following report was forwarded to me by Billy Willard, who first received it)
"I'm (name witheld) from Franklin, WV. I just wanted to tell you what my wife and I experienced. It was weird, noises we'd
never heard before.
We were camping sept. 23rd - 27t of this year. Just last month. We were at Sherwood Lake State Park in neola WV. That is in
The campsites are all on one side of the lake. I setup camp while the future wife went for some groceries in Lewisburg about
30 minutes away.
While she was gone around 9pm (good and dark), I started hearing strange calls from across the lake. At first I thought it
to be a hoot owl, but I haven't heard a hoot owl sound quite like that. Reason I first thought it was an owl was because it
made a "hoo" sound. It started slow. hoo hoo
then it would start to call slow to fast and longer. like:
Its like to me it would start slow and windup faster like the sounds of primates on animal planet.
Then quiet a couple minutes and it would start again. It called in approximately the same place for about 25 minutes until
I heard a second call very similar to those I'd been listening to down the other end of the lake. This one was a little higher
pitched. By this time my wife came back and noticed the calling. (one would make a call, then the other back and forth)
She asked me what it was, and I told her it was a hoo hoo monster because that's the sounds it made. Then I told her it was
probably bigfoot because I'd read a sighting story about a father and 2 sons were hiking around the lake, and on the side
where we heard the sounds, he and his sons see 2 peeling bark off of some sapplings and eating it. He then said he and his
boys ran away before they were noticed and this was in 1991 i believe"
3/27/2007: The witness filed the following report: "I'm a little reluctant because I'm
not sure of what I heard, I do know that it wasn't someone doing fence work. There were 3 to 4 sharp knocks and the other
side of the hill would reply ,sometimes 1 knock and others 3 to 4 times also. The variance of the knocks tells me that I was
not hearing an echo. But what I did not mention earlier is that my dog was with me. She was around 5 mos. old at the time.
I could here a chatter that sounded like native Indian language.It was very still that morning and no breeze until the sun
got higher in the sky .Around 10 - 10:30 am. When my dog, (Mabel is her name) heard the chatter she immediately headed for
the noise on a dead run. I yelled for her to come back. She didn't. But a few seconds after she disappeared around a little
bend on a rise, she came running back and ran right past me with her tail tucked. I yelled out at what I had heard,some mild
cursing I guess you would say. For I thought that it may be some other hunters and that they may have tried to hurt the pup.
I got no response. I did here some loud thrashing and footfalls from above me to my right. I passed it off as deer being spooked
by all the commotion. I then turned around and headed back the way that I came into the area. I found my dog about 30 yds.
ahead of me on the trail. She was shaking pretty badly. Of course I patted her and rubbed her gently until she calmed down.
This took several minutes of patting and rubbing. After she felt more at ease I leashed her and headed back towards the farm.
I found a promising looking area to sit and watch for squirrels. It was still very calm and quiet,so I sat down and leaned
back against a tree. Dog was right by my side but still very alert to the surroundings, her ears would perk up very often
as if she was hearing something that I could not. I would cast my gaze in the direction that she was looking just to see if
she had spotted a squirrel or chipmunk. I did not see any game or even birds for that matter. I remember thinking,boy this
is awfully quiet. Almost an eerie type of silence,except for a horse fly or mosquito now and again. After sitting there for
a while longer, the hairs on the back of my neck began to tingle and feel like they were about to jump right out of my skin.
Mabels hair was standing straight up on her back also. I quickly looked around in all directions and did not see anything
unusual. I thought then that it is time to go. No sooner was I standing and after taking a step or two the wood knocking started.
At first I thought that an adjacent farmer was doing some fence work. Then when I heard the knocks from the other side of
the hollow I went still for a few moments trying to figure out were they were coming from.Well the pup was quite agitated
during this time and was tugging at the leash to get the hell outta there. This I did and in a hurry. The wood knocks seemed
to be staying parallel to me as I was heading back towards the farm. This went on for several hundred yards until I came to
the property gate. Then they just abruptly ceased. A short while later and several yards from the gate,the wooded areas and
feilds around me finally came to life.The birds were chirping and flying and the chipmunks were giving me the riot act. When
I got back to the camp(farm house) my hunting pal was already back from his hunt. He gave me one look and said what in the
hell is the matter with you. All that I could say at that time was: I don't want to talk about it right now. After a few hours
I told my hunting partner what I had experienced. He just looked at me and said man you were all jammed up when you got back
and that he had never heard of anything like that before. I have never ventured past that property gate on the farm to hunt
or scout an area since that experience happened. And I don't plan on going back to that area alone. I've never had anything
close to that happen to me before or after. It is still locked in my mind.
9/27/2007: I'm posting this report here with the permission of the witness who first posted
it on Billy's Yahoo group: In early June of 1983, I was at Pipestem State Park in West Virginia
with a college group. Pipestem has a lodge at the bottom of an 1800-
ft-deep hollow, and we stayed there. You could only get down there
by a tram, a hiking/horse trail and a service road. The entire area
is dense hardwood forest, and like every hollow in West Virginia,
there was a river at the bottom.
One afternoon, a friend suggested hiking down the trail. It was a
nice sunny day and not too hot, so off we went for what was supposed
to be about a two-hour hike down the trail. We never saw anyone else
on the trail.
We were about 30-min. into the hike, just strolling and talking away,
when suddenly, there was a loud, bone-chilling scream just above us,
slightly behind us, no more than 40-50 feet away. We froze. This
was the only time I have felt such instinctive fear. We looked
uphill but couldn't see anything because of thick underbrush. I
said, "What was that?" and he said, "I don't know but we need to get
the hell off this mountain run!"
Luckily, the trail had no roots or rocks and we were running
downhill, so running was easy and we made good time, stopping to
catch our breath after about half a mile. I asked my friend if he
thought it had been a mountain lion, bobcat or bear. He said no to
Then it screamed again it had followed us!!! It wasn't quite as
close this time, but still easily within 50 yards, and again uphill
and slightly behind us, hidden in the underbrush.
We then ran all the way to the bottom, slowing down a couple of times
to catch our breath, but we never stopped again.
We got to the bottom and had to cross the river, which was about
maybe 80-100 feet wide, thigh-deep and very rocky. The service road
leading to our lodge was on the other side. I can't swim and I have
hydrophobia, so this freaked me out but we HAD to cross here. So my
friend helped me cross the river, and I noticed he kept looking back
at the mountain the whole time.
We felt safe after crossing the river, and followed the road to our
lodge. I listed animals again, hoping he would tell me it was
something he recognized. But I guess he didn't want to go down a
list of every North American animal that can possibly make noise, so
he explained that he came from a big hunting family, and had hunted
all over the continent. He had heard every kind of growl, scream,
howl, screech, etc. there was, but he had never heard anything like
The scream is hard to describe because I can't compare it to
anything. It was incredibly loud and menacing. It wasn't "pure" --
it had texture. It started suddenly and trailed off only a little
before it ended, and lasted 5-10 seconds. It didn't sound like a
wild animal as much as a wild person although there is no way a
human could have made that scream. I've read where some people
describe it like a woman dying, and I would definitely put it in that
category. I think it had a "feminine rage" tone to it.
My friend said that he knew of no animal that would have given up its
position by screaming, or that would have followed us like that, or
that would have followed for such a long ways, only to again give up
So I asked him if he thought it was a Bigfoot, and he reluctantly
said he did, even though he'd never believed in them before. And of
course, we didn't want our friends to think we were crazy, so we
promised to keep it to ourselves.
My college group went to Pipestem every year, but I NEVER hiked there
again, nor did I stray far from the lodge. It left a lasting
impression -- I was raised in the country and I had never been afraid
of the woods before, but ever since then, I've not felt completely
safe in the woods unless I've been with other people.
I've listened to recordings of Bigfoot howls and whoops, and I've
heard the same kind of "voice" quality in them, but neither the howls
nor whoops sound like these screams. I've listened to various animal
recordings over the years, and I've never heard anything like the
There was no smell, but I don't recall wind on the trail I have a
distinct memory of cool wind along the river and that it felt so good
after we'd been running. I also remember that only moments before
the first scream, I mentioned to my friend that we didn't hear any
birds. And I remember that upon the first scream, no birds startled
and flew off it was like they were all frozen like they get when a
hawk or eagle is nearby. Except for the screams, the woods were
11/23/2007: This is the witness report verbatim: While working as a security guard on
a local strip mine I had a brief encounter with a large, bi-pedal,black/brown haired creature at about 3am. The full details
of my sighting can be found on the BFRO site. I kept the sighting a secret for almost 16 years,never even letting any of my
wives know(3 wives..LOL)about it. Having long been fascinated with the legend of sasquatch,I convinced myself over time that
my eyes had played tricks on me because I believed that sasquatch only resided in the Northwestern U.S and British Columbia.
However,after seeing and hearing about sightings all over the U.S and the possibility that these creatures may migrate vast
distances..I decided to finally tell my story. Good site. I would love to become more involved in the research and field work.
I reside in the coalfields of southern WVA. Thanks.
Date: spring or early summer of 1952
Details: crossed the road in front of us about 2 miles south of buckeye on US219
The witness called me & said the creature he saw was about 5'-5 1/2' tall with long dark
hair & was moving from the direction of one river towards the direction of another at about 1:15am near a ravine