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.
I was in contact today with a lovely lady who I shall refer to as Isabella, before I continue I would like to keep Isabella’s identity and area a secret, as the account unfolds you will no doubt understand why.
The witness herself was happy to be named, but we both decided in the interest of our Forest Friends Anonymity was probably the best route to take. I can’t thank Isabella enough for allowing me to share this moving and inspiring account with you all.
A couple of interesting reports from the Cleadon Area in the North East. Situated between countryside and shore, with an abundance of resources and cover, Cleadon would seem an ideal place for an encounter – but to have two separate witnesses report similar accounts at the same time to separate sources, speaks to the fact that something 7ft tall and hairy, that looks like a man, is walking the country roads of Cleadon. Locally it is known as the “Geet”, which is another of the names used to describe upright, hairy bi-pedal figures. The Cleadon Geet 2002/3
What happened took place when I was aged 16. I’m from Whitburn and had been to see my girlfriend who lived in East Boldon. It’s a bit of a walk so I used to catch the last bus which was at around 11pm, and I often used to miss it, meaning I’d have to walk home, which took around an hour. My well used and normal route was to walk along Cleadon Lane, a dark country road heading into Whitburn. It was a bit over grown with no lighting so you couldn’t see clearly – it was an eerie place to walk.
BRISTOL, United Kingdom — A Bristol resident says he witnessed an ape-like creature as it ate a piece of food with what he believes were improvised eating utensils. 58-year-old Harry, a retired man in Somerset County, who provided a last name but chose to remain anonymous, told Cryptozoology News, that he was walking through the Leigh Woods Nature Reserve on August 17 when the following event took place. “I usually take my dog, but lately I have avoided taking her there because she has been getting very skittish for some unknown reason,” said Harry. According to the man, he suddenly began hearing noises as if someone was “snapping twigs” and “making squeaky sounds”. “I thought it may have been a deer, so I went off the path to look,” he recalls. “This is when I saw this strange ape creature. It was sitting in the brambles, digging in the earth with a twig.” Reportedly, the alleged animal did this for about 5 minutes, then picked something up and began eating it. Harry believes this was a piece of raw meat.
Update of an earlier report, and area check by D. Howe
I don’t have too many details for this account, and although it is quite short, the description in my opinion sounds undoubtedly like a British Bigfoot Account: The witness and her husband were visiting the Forest of Bowland, an area popular with walkers and ramblers alike.
The witness stated: I was on a rambling holiday with my husband and we wanted to walk the Dunsop Bridge Tramper Trail. It was a nice day, and ideal for walking.
I would like some advice on an incident that happened earlier in the summer to me and my wife. I wanted to show you some of the photographs I took whilst we were there – I would really like to hear people’s opinions on what, if anything, they can see in them. It did not feel like we were alone that day and that’s why I took the photos. It was around 9.15 in the evening, it was a lovely summers night and I’m not a hundred percent sure, but I think it was late July, early August. We are lucky in that we have quite a lot of small woodlands in the area if you google Southrey, Lincolnshire you will see. My wife and I had been for a walk with the dog and we had parked the car just of road that heads to Bardney.
I grew up in the countryside near Essex, UK. Back then we lived in a very rural area surrounded by thick woods and fields. There were rivers and streams and fields. There was a small farm down a single track road. My first encounter of this thing that I can only describe as a beast was in our garden at about 11.30pm when I was about 13/14.
I would like to report something that happened to me and a friend when we were fishing the lochan last month. We are two fisherman from Scotland and we were fishing for pike in a small lochan within the Loch Lomond National Park. It’s something we both enjoy doing, and we try to get outdoors whenever we can.
Witness Report C.L. : Do bigfoots hiss? I ask because of a strange experience a friend and I had one night back in 2012. We were eating a Chinese takeaway while watching the stars, on Addington Golf course which is on the outskirts of South London and borders the Kent and Surrey countryside.
So there we were, eating egg foo yung from a plastic container, chatting away enjoying the night, when suddenly we heard the most terrifying hiss! It was the worst noise I’ve ever heard in all my life, and an image instantly came to mind – you know, when a beast bares its teeth and hisses? That’s what it reminded me of, but this noise was made by something far bigger and louder than any cat.
Witness Statement: Borough Woods is a small area in the north east of England, not far from Morpeth and I guess about ten miles, maybe less from Bolam Country Park. Fields and small woods follow the river and it is an area close to the country parks. I’m a fellow researcher and an avid FT reader, plus I work in the area, so naturally, I was regaling a couple of my colleagues with the story of “the beast” – only one or two of the local project officers had heard of it. Explaining the sightings from witnesses and the area itself.