Witness Account 7/12/2015 : I have been hiking since 2004 mostly alone and all over Ireland. In December 2015 I was in a very remote and isolated area of the Sperrin’s. I had walked to three hill tops surrounded by dense forest and was heading back up a hill towards a tree line to my car when I seen something very tall and large moving faster behind me one km away. It was walking heading down the hill towards me on a route I had just taken. I am not easily spooked but I did not hang about as I am of the opinion if it wanted to, it could have caught up with me easy. I have pondered this for a while now but I have not a clue what it was to this day, as I see people on the hills and mountains at various distances. But this was taller than a 6ft person at the distance I seen it. Eight feet plus is my guess. As I didn’t have a gun only hiking poles I was not about to wait and find out. My hiking bag now has binoculars added.
Way up on Holcombe Moor is an Army Training centre and lots of land owned by the M.O.D Posted with danger signs it is not accessible to your average human. But as this area is very close to the source of the River Irwell along which many British Wildman sightings lie. I recently got back in touch with the witness to see if they would appear in the new documentary Elusive, but sadly ill health and fear of being identified prevented him from appearing, but he did manage to fill me in a little on some of the details.
This is the original Account, which was taken by A. Bird in 2013.
D. B witness statement: I am an ex service personnel who wished to tell you about two separate sightings of what I believes is the same creature, over an eight week period in the 1980’s, both happened to me whilst training, up in the hills close to Holcombe, This is only a short hop from the Forest of Bowland and has many different habitats, with high wind swept hills and low valleys where its wooded and damp. It rains all the time. And is an ideal area for the M.O.D and the land is posted for mines and artillery.
New in today by the wonderful blog Beasts of Britain, Andy is one of the leading pioneer’s in the subject of the British Bigfoot, and has himself done many hours of outdoor research and is influential in bringing this subject to the fore of the UK’s Fortean thinking, I would like to thank Andy for his time and effort, late nights and wet days, trudging muddy fields and marshy ground, in the pursuit of evidence. And his unbending three thinking attitude, like the explorers of old.
Witness account: I was over Cannock chase with a girlfriend about 25 years ago on a warm summers night when she noticed something in the tree line watching us? And honestly when I looked, it looked like a large man in a fur coat standing in the trees watching us, when I turned on the car lights “it” ran deeper in to the trees. “He” was very big and it did look as though he was sloughed over as well, (leaning forward) the side of him as I saw him through the trees looked like a bodybuilder. I didn’t hear anything on the night, strange not even when he moved through the trees. I never knew there were strange things happening over the chase until one of my friends mentioned it about a year ago. This happened to me close to the German Cemetery at Cannock.
He described the “thing” as wolf like, it was dark, hairy and crouched over, as the witness backed off the almost doglike thing growled at him, This account is one of the many “wolf like” creature reports in the UK.
Exeter, Devon EX6, UK. I thought of an incident that occurred several years ago on the edge of Dartmoor and I think it may be of some interest to you. I have never really been able to make much sense of it but thought you may be interested. I’m writing this account around 12 years after it occurred, however I can remember it quite clearly, I think it was around 1998 – 1999, I was staying at the Haldon Lodge caravan site near Kenford in Devon
There are more researchers than people realise, split across differing social platforms, that are out looking and making note of strange experiences and finds they come across. I am often asked if I do this work alone, and many are surprised when I tell them of hundreds of new people who work quietly in the background, searching online or out in the woods and the community is growing daily.. As we reach out into other subjects like Bush craft and Wild Camping we tap into another source, a source of people used to being out there in the “wild” used to the noises and finds that are natural, as you will see from the reports I will release this week, we are being contacted by them, everyday a new witness from the outdoors community comes forward. This is just one of the seven reports I have taken this week alone.
How do we answer the question of “there is no history of the British Wildman/Bigfoot”?
A legend exists in various forms that giants were either the original inhabitants, or the founders of the land named Albion. As early as the first century Albion and Caldionia and the islands of the Iernians and the Albiones. which are now Scotland, England, Ireland and Wales were noted in historical text as plagued by giants.
These are the very first paintings of Britains Giants, dont let the costume’s fool you, the clothes are the Artists era, and not historically correct.
It was mid July 1979 that Ron and Betty Harper discovered that something powerful and unknown had torn the bark off their old oak tree; also the local animal population – including squirrels and birds – seemed to have vanished and sightings began to surface of something prowling the area day and night. Their goat was badly frightened by something on a number of occasions.
See earlier Post: Days had gone past since our first encounter. We discussed at great length what it could have been. Normally you would have a rational explanation but we just couldn’t explain it. Now come on, just how do you climb up a sheer vertical rock face of 30 ft in 3 seconds or less in the dark? We decided to go back in the dark. Not late this time, and we had something for protection.
My gran, who is sadly no longer with us, used to live on Broomhill estate, Knottingley. About half a mile north of Niners. So it was a good place to meet, Lee and myself got ready at her house. We were going prepared this time.
I had a BSA meteor air rifle on which I had ‘under slung’ a powerful 3d cell torch. Not exactly a 12 gauge but it felt good to have it as we climbed over my grans back garden wall and headed for Niners once again. The night was still and quiet as we walked across the fields.