Charmaine Fraser’s Account: These experiences happened at my Grandparents property out in the Carmyllie Forest area and we spent a lot of our childhood there, at the farm house, it was very heavily wooded back then and there is a quarry and steams, my brother currently lives there. The area has changed in the last 30 yrs but it is still quite remote.
The first incident took place during the day when I was sent out to get the newspapers that got delivered to the neighbours at the bottom of the road. I was with the dog and we were coming down the long path that leads to the track running past the bottom of the property and out on to the farm road. Just before I got onto the track the dog stopped suddenly and started to growl, whine and bare her teeth.
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I was lucky enough last month to receive a comment from George Prices Daughter and I instantly wanted to not only pass on my thanks but also share her Fathers Account. For a serving soldier to make a statement that he saw a wild hairy human type creature whilst on exercise is not something we come across very often, it must of made a great deal of impact on Mr Price and I for one am very grateful he came forward and went on the record. It has made it easier for a number of other witnesses from the armed forces to come forward with their accounts also. Salisbury Plain is an old and ancient site set in the downs. Chalk based and almost flat, the area is not well forested but it does have a small pocket of woods and the River Avon runs close by and also the River Wylye
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
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.
YD: Deborah. I came across your website whilst searching for some help. I want to report something I saw on new years day this year while I was walking my dog. I know you usually take reports of Bigfoot’s and Yetis but I don’t know how else to explain the “things” that I have saw or who to go too to report it. I guess you could call them Little Foots. Because I saw something in the woods that wasn’t large, but they were short. Two little small and hairy human type figures.
I regularly take my dog walking in some woods near the village of New Marke. These woods are called Errington Woods. Well on New Years day I was on my usual walk with the dogs when I heard these chattering noises, it sounded like two men muttering. and it sounded to me almost ape like. I looked into the trees where the direction of the sounds were coming from and I came across these two creatures both stood near a felled tree. They were about 3 feet tall and covered in tawny coloured hair. They were both males and I saw anatomy on one. They looked like small primitive humans and one was wearing what I can only assume was a loin cloth. They each had a mane of hair down their necks. They were very muscular and I got the impression that they were not children or young, that they were fully grown. They were just two little men covered with golden tawny hair.
(read parts 1-3 in earlier article) All the while Patch is cowering in the back, not making any noise but shaking in fear, we were all spooked but i had to find out what was going on, we had been trying work all this out for months now, the figure in the road, the invisible running footsteps, weird human shaped dark figures, and the dog’s continuous fear. I was determined to go back and look. I turned around once more and parked at the beginning of the prints. Everyone got out with me. Jon was looking at the prints and Rob was keeping watch, scanning everywhere just in case this “creature” came back. I’m reluctant to give a description on the shape and size of print as its been a long time and i cannot remember with full detail. Mobile phones with cameras were available at this time but i didn’t have one neither did Jon or Rob.
(see earlier post for parts 1 and 2) The encounters at Paull seemed to be intensifying as if this thing was ‘testing’ us. Seeing how far it could go. This particular night we had lots of snow in Hull and the Paull area. By the time we got to our spot down Newlands lane the snow was a couple inches deep at least but it had stopped. My memory is hazy but i believe it was either late 02 or very early 03. Our routine and sightings of ‘it’ had taken over the pool games. Now we didn’t go out for pool as such but more to experience this…whatever it was. Driving down the lane turning round and then pulling over in the passing place on the left had become routine although the snow bound road and countryside gave a different dimension to things. The most obvious being everything was much ‘brighter’ It was cold and very quiet as I let Patch back in the boot. We sat in the car, windows half down having our smokes talking in low voices. Watching the bend in the road ahead carefully, ears pricked for any noise..nothing?? There was no unusual activity.
This is Isabella from the far north, somewhere in Scotland where, if you recall, it appears a family of Bigfoot have become habituated to a locality near my home. For more than a year I’ve observed what I can of their presence, after the alpha male of this clan appeared on the hill above my cottage, making himself known for reasons I’m still trying to figure out.
As you know, it’s become clear that his clan communicate — generally undetected — through bird calls. And what I thought an unusual presence of a huge band of owls in the woods next to my home is actually bigfoot conversing on their travels between the mountains beyond and the river below. And he watches me as well, having made a hidey-hole in the rhododendron shrubbery over the lane, where he can see me at the dining table as I write. It even seems that this bigfoot throws primitive woven stick-toys into the garden for my dog.