It has become almost an accepted phenomenon right across North America – but now a man has reported that he saw a Bigfoot-like creature walking in a field just ten miles from Bristol. The eye-witness said he was on a train from Exeter to Bristol Temple Meads, which was approaching the city on a bright Friday morning in November last year, when he saw a massive creature taking huge strides along a hedgerow. The report was made to the British Bigfoot Sightings group – a team of researchers based around the country who collect and investigate sightings of upright hairy ape-like creatures in this country.
I was chatting with one of my friends who also has an interest in the weird and the wonderful and we were discussing that not only do we get face to face accounts of creatures that come in and the figures that are seen but also the amount of Growls and Howls that get reported across the UK by ordinary people just going about their day, Unexplained Screams, Whoops, Howls and Growls some reported as Screeches or Blood Curdling Groans, my friend went on to tell me his experiences with something unseen that growled at him and his Mother, here is his account in his own words: Me and my mum went on holiday to Devon in the early 90’s possibly around 95 at the time we were on a trip to the Devonshire Coast and one evening we went to visit my Auntie and Uncle and my Cousins as they were staying in another holiday camp not too far away. I remember it was getting a bit late and we knew the entertainment planned by the holiday park for that evening was pretty much the same that we had seen at our camp the previous nights and we decided to go back as we were both hungry and we could get some food on our way back to the camp we were staying at.
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I believe we share a couple of common denominators.
One is Dominic Campion who is a long time great friend and the other being the extraordinary and fascinating interest in the hairy man, Woodwose, Bigfoot etc.
I’m not one for shooting my mouth off, or to exploit or take advantage of a situation or even abuse artistic licence that no doubt we’ve both and many more have witnessed and seen over the years. But now after approx 6 years I think I’m confident enough to share my experience or should I say experiences without being judged or ridiculed which is the main reason I’ve kept quiet for so long. It was only by chance that I actually opened up to Dominic in the first place. This only came about after Dom had in April 2017 posted trail cam footage of a deer close to his home on Facebook. I left a comment referring to him searching for Sasquatch in that area and the rest is history as they say. To find out that one of my best mates was and is into the whole concept of the existence a large bipedal hominid roaming our earth was a major relief to me. I’ve always believed ever since watching the famous Patterson Gimlin footage way back when. But to actually think of the possibility of ‘some…..thing’ living on our shores is mind blowing and never ever really crossed my mind until my two encounters.
One of the Witnesses to the British Bigfoot/Wildman has today made a video of his account in Epping Forest in 1974. NE Wildman Research had an experience back then with a friend when they were fishing in the Blackweir pond area. Known to locals as The Lost Pond or even The Suicide Pond it is an eerie place to be in the daytime, let alone at night with only a pocket knife for protection.
NE Wildman Research: The Lost Ponds is a strange place at the best of times, I have been to that area so many times as a boy with my friends, we would fish late or just play as boys do coming home when we were hungry, there was a weird feeling to this place even in the day but this night it got weirder still. The lost pond is in the area of Loughton Camp within Epping Forest, one of the old Hill forts from ancient times.
The proper name for the water source was the Blackweir Pond, but it was known to us locals as the Lost Pond because it is hidden away in the middle of the forest in a hard location to get into and it is not visible to any passers by, there are large trees and bushes all around it, so that’s how it got its name but not its reputation. Even the pond itself has an eerie feel It was strange circular-ish pond where we used to fish at night for carp. I say strange because it had a local and well told reputation at school as the suicide pond, it always feel dark and solemn when your there to be honest, and its said normal sane individuals would inexplicably be overcome with grief or sadness and throw themselves into the waters and drown themselves for no reason, well that was the local story at least, but we were not deterred from fishing as it was a good little spot, quiet and out of the way. Not many people fished it other than us so it was always a place we would head too, there and “the gravels” were our two favourite spots.
Box Hill is a summit of the North Downs in Surrey, approximately 19 miles south-west of London. The hill takes its name from the ancient box woodland found on the steepest west-facing chalk slopes overlooking the River Mole. The western part of the hill is owned and managed by the National Trust, whilst the village of Box Hill lies on higher ground to the east. The highest point is Betchworth Clumps at 735 ft. Box Hill lies within the Surrey Hills Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty and forms part of the Mole Gap to Reigate Escarpment Site of Special Scientific Interest. The north- and south-facing slopes support an area of chalk downland, noted for its orchids and other rare plant species.
I would like to report an experience that happened to me just last month (Aug 2017), I was unsure about coming forward, and to be honest I still am, I was in Brackagh which borders a road and is near human habitation in Co Armagh. I was out as I like to walk and I was exploring an old stomping ground of many years from my youth, I spent a lot of time down here as a lad with my friends or on my own, for hours on end. Back then the area was different, as this is now a nature reserve and is used by dog walkers on a loop walk trail, you can leave the trails and paths if you want too, but I doubt anybody does. There are seven peat rompers ( raised narrow walks) and I had walked three or four of them at least that day already, so id been out for quite some time at this point.
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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