Sierra Tahoe Bigfoot Research: Update

About to hike into the desert, at the end of my street.

Please send Sierra, Tahoe, Nevada, or any other sighting reports you'd like to share with me at stbigfoot@gmail.com. All commnication will be kept confidential, unless given written consent to post sighting reports here, or on our other blog, NevadaSasquatch.blogspot.com

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I'm sorry to have been absent these past couple of years. My life has taken a few unexpected twists and turns, and needless to say, my squatching has been put on the back-burner for now.

Recently I just haven't had the opportunity to do anything bigfoot related in some time. Mainly, because now I find myself living in Mohave County, AZ. The desert has always been a special place for me, having lived in a few around the world, throughout my half century of life. I'm just a few miles from the Colorado River, and Laughlin, NV. In the photo above, there has been some sighting reports, just over that mountain range you can see in the distance, near Kingman, AZ. I hike quite often, a few miles into the desert, to do a little target shooting and to get some badly needed exercise. There would be so much food here for squatch, and the river is only about 4 miles from here... but the summer heat! Not yet technically summer, and it was still over 100f degrees outside, at 10pm, when I began to write this.

Another setback is that my good squatching buddy, I've mentioned before, "Woodrat," suffered a stroke in the summer of 2015. He lost quite a bit of mobility, though doing much better now. He's relocated out of the country, and now lives in Lima, Peru. He's living the expat life down there, surrounded by his wife's side of the family, and he's doing well. Just no squatching in Lima.

As for myself, I will probably be making my way toward Colorado soon, to be near my kids, who live out there with their mom. Time has passed too quickly. Logistics and new career paths are slowly coming along, and I hope to get out there soon. I know my son would love to get up into the Rockies with me to do some hiking.

The Sierras will always have a hold on me though. Of course, it's been where I'd concentrated my efforts for 6 years, while I was actively seeking the squatch. It's difficult to explain, though it might be easier to understand. I feel I've satisfied my need to constantly seek "the truth."  I feel that I'm in a place, where I "KNOW" the truth about bigfoot. I started this as a journey to satisfy my childhood curiosity. Though I never had the chance to see one, I've experienced enough. I've heard first hand accounts, from incredibly credible people. I've seen enough, heard enough, and felt enough during my trips out into the field. They are real. No one can tell me otherwise. I'm at peace with it, and no longer feel the need to constantly invade their domain, searching for evidence of their existence.

Please don't get me wrong. I will, when given the opportunity, spend more time in the back-country, listening and observing, but it will be while I'm camping, hiking, hunting or fishing, and enjoying their home. It won't be me, going out to search for them. One thing I've taken from all this is that you will see them, when they allow you to. Either by accident, or on purpose. Actually stalking them with human ears, eyes and a camera, are a rather fruitless endeavor. We've had far more experiences in camp, sitting in the dark, no campfires, or by lying in our tents, just listening. Trying to track them down, and to see one.... hopeless. To see one is like hitting Powerball, and getting struck by lightning on the same day.That's my humble opinion.

For now, I will check back once in a while, if I get some news, or an interesting report. I do receive some interesting reports, but it's important for me to get an email confirmation, that it's OK for me to post the sightings here on the blog. Many times, I never hear back from the people who report it. many times, they just want my opinion, to validate what they believe they saw... sometimes, I don't think they write to share the info publicly, and that's totally understandable. This is why I always ask, before I post. I always omit key location info, mainly to keep the "hunters" away. So please keep this all in mind, if you send me anything.

I wrote more than I expected, with more detail than I planned on. I just wanted to make all aware that I'm still here, and that I'll post any pertinent news, when I receive any. Before I left Reno, I did have one last experience, near one of the ski resorts at the North end Tahoe. It was during an investigation with a witness, who had just had a sighting in that area. I captured some great audio, as a squatch was vocally interacting with a pack of coyotes. One of the best experiences I'd had to date. Hopefully I'll get up the motivation to edit the sound clip, and post a report on that exciting evening.

If you plan to venture out, and do some of your own investigating, please stay safe, responsible and respectful. (If you want need some safety tips, please feel free to write me.)

Thank you.

BIGFOOT: Aggressive Encounter With Multiple Sasquatch in the Jarbidge Mountains, Northern Nevada

Jarbidge Mountains, NV from IsuzuGeek.org
I recently received a report from a Reno man, regarding some possible encounters he's had with sasquatch, over the past few years. The following is an excerpt from his most compelling interaction, of which he also had an eye to eye sighting that lasted several seconds.

It was 10-15 minutes tops, from when I laid down and I started hearing movement outside the tarp and began hearing the squishing of the mud under something's feet. It was moving very stealthily and came up to within a few feet of the tarp directly behind my head and stopped. I'm lying there trying to decipher the sound I just heard and the tarp starts being pushed down at my mid section. It was pushed down about a foot and me not thinking at all and really freaking out on the inside without making noise on the outside reacted and swatted at the pushed down area and hit something pretty hard that hurt my hand. The tarp went back up immediately and what was standing there shuffled back and smacked the tarp directly behind my head causing me to let out an “AHHHHHH!!!!!!” sound and I consequently re-chambered a round into my Glock .45.

Please go over to our Nevada Sasquatch site to read this excellent description that the witness wrote up.

CLICK HERE>>> BIGFOOT: Hunters Encounter An Aggressive Group of Sasquatch in the Jarbidge Mountains of Northern Nevada

BIGFOOT: Possible Sasquatch Encounter near Spooner Summit, Nevada, South of Lake Tahoe

This report can be found on our Nevada Sasquatch Blog.

CLICK HERE to read the report.

Spooner Summit Trail.
Photo from ExploringtheAmericanWest.blogspot.com


Sierra Nevada Mountains, NV, CA, California

BIGFOOT: Daylight Sighting Report From Nevada County, California

Map from CalGold.org
I received this report, from whom I find to be a very credible witness. I left his report in his words, and have only XXX'd out a few things for privacy's sake. The area in which this sighting took place is near the area we have had many reports of sasquatch activity.

Thank you Richard for your report.

My name is Richard X. XXXXX, I am employed as an XXXXX teacher at the Nevada County Campus of Sierra College. I have held this position since 1985. Prior to that I was employed as a University and College XXXXX instructor at three different institutions.

I have lived in and around forest environments most of my adult life. I have spent many hours alone in the Tahoe National Forest, most of it fishing, hiking and climbing mountains, camping in some god awful places, wandering on back roads and cutting oak wood for heating my home and for resale. From the time period I was allowed to carry a gun until I was thirty-two years old I was an avid hunter. During that time and since, I have been exceptionally fortunate to have seen three Mountain Lions, one Wolverine, a few Pine Martins, numerous Black Bears in various colors and one Fisher, all living in a wild state within fifty miles of my home in rural Northern California. They stayed alive during and after my experience with them. If there are wild Gray Wolves in the Sierra, I have not seen them.

However:

The following statement is about an experience I shared with a friend while riding in a car on a paved back road at an elevation of about 4,500’on September 27th 2012. My companion at this time was Ms. Neville XXXXXX, a sixty-five year old registered nurse who grew up in Nevada County and has lived an outdoor experience and worked in the outback of Alaska in numerous professions. She is currently employed.

With dusk approaching but visibility still 20/20 we topped out after driving up a fairly steep hill from a river. After about 100 yards on the flat I subliminally noticed a tall shadow between several trees on the right side of the road. As we approached it began to move from a standing posture to a bounding four legged movement leaping across the road in front of us. Two double legged bounds on pavement and it was in the brush on the far side of the road and up the steep scree of cliff face adjacent. The animal was moving at about ten to fifteen degrees away from our vantage point and very quickly, it was no more than twenty feet in front of us when it ran across the road. I did not get a clear look at it’s full face there was a brief eye contact between the two of us. Although I had visual contact with the creature for three seconds at most, I have a very vivid image of the total happening etched in my mind. It was covered with matted black hair. It was not fur, it was hair and about two to three inches in length. I could see separation in the coat that allowed me to see skin which was light, almost white, in color. I was able to see it’s rear feet which were long and wide with toes, the bottoms of the feet were dark brown, almost black. Hair extended completely over the top of the feet. It had no apparent neck, even shorter than a standard human would have. The head was about three quarters the size of mine with a flat foreface and rounded skull. There was no snout, I saw no ear protrusions. I do have a slight memory of very dark eyes looking at me as it began to bound across the road but that was before I was fully focused on the animal. It had very long forelegs and a very flat short chest and trunk. It’s chest reminded me of a adolescent male of our species only much more massive; the shoulder girdle and chest of a primate and not as hair covered as the legs and back.. It’s back was level as it bounded across the road indicating to me that it had limbs of equal length front and back. The creature had lightly muscled limbs that appeared to have longer hair than the main body. It had a distinctive buttocks and no discernable tail; it’s hips more narrow than it’s shoulders. The front legs/arms were moving slightly away from my line of sight and all I could see was the hands or paws were covered with the same long hair extant on the rest of the creature, I could see no finger like appendages. The bounding was very natural and athletic, its legs and arms nearly straight as it quickly bounded across the road.

To say I was astonished would be an understatement. Neville, my companion at the time said: “Another bear, two in one day.” We had seen a yearling digging away at a stump a half hour earlier. I stopped the car and said: “That was not a bear.” She said: “Oh my god, it wasn’t, what was that?” We both made the realization at the same moment. “ A Bigfoot.” Until this experience, I thought most of the proclaimed Big Foot sightings were probably bogus. Seeing is believing, I have to take it all back. To know there is a breeding population of an unknown species living within twenty miles of civilization is mind boggling. Why hasn’t some idiot hunter person shot one and brought it to town on the hood of his or her pickup? What do they eat? Why don’t they get run over? How many are there? How long do they live? This experience has been very humbling for me. My awareness of the out there is forever changed. I think of how fortunate I have been to have had this eye contact experience.

My explanation of the mystery is simple: Human beings follow trails and dislike climbing straight up cliff faces. We are primarily fearful when out of earshot of others of our species. I wonder if a Yeti can get lost? Others of the wild do not . Theirs is a less troubled existence for sure. When we want to go over a mountain, we go the easy way. Who knows what lives out there in the real woods? As I was driving over the Sierra the day before yesterday I realized that the mountains on both sides of the highway had probably never had a human foot pressed down on them. There is so much space where we do not travel. My life has been altered, it is a good thing. The Yeti is one smart critter.

My companion and I stopped off at a local eating establishment and drew what we remembered seeing on paper napkins. Both artists, our memory of what we saw were nearly identical.

A description of the creature to the best of my ability: As to its location , I am mute.

1. At least seven feet in height, not more than 200 pounds in weight. It appeared to be young.

2. Covered with coarse matted black hair as much as three inches in length; light colored skin visible below the hair in places.

3. Front and rear appendages of equal length, very gangly.

4. Large back feet shaped much like a bear or human but more narrow than a bear.

5. Small or non existent neck, flat face, no apparent snout.

6. Human adolescent size cranium, no ear protrusions.

7. Flat chest , short torso, wide shoulders, narrow hips.

8. Very athletic, very fast.

In case anyone ever reads this try to think outside the box.

I , Richard X. XXXXXX, of sound mind and body do declare the above to be a true statement.

Richard XXXXXXX 1.17.2015