It was covered with black hair all over her body. She ran across the county road, squatted down and when I got close to it, she made eye contact with me, jumped up and began to run beside the truck!

I know what I saw and I never believed the reports until it happened to my daughter and me that rainy night.

I was tree planting in British Columbia back around 2000. My partner and I were dropped off at a site that hadn’t been seeded for 10 years, and as such there were no evidence of human activity there at all. I remember remarking to Andrew that the truck tires leading in to the sight, now 10 years old, looked like artifacts on the moon. It was a little bit spooky, I guess, but it was nothing we really thought about.

Anyway, after a couple of hours of planting we came across some giant footprints in the middle of this nowhere. Bigfoot, right? I never believed in this sort of thing, but here was this massive, inconceivable footprint, and we followed it from step to step, each stride being about four feet. The footprints were fresh, too, I mean, it hadn’t been there more than a day or two, and as we followed the trail we came to a part where there were dozens of these prints all over the place, and then they all vanished into the forest. I never for a second believed in something like Bigfoot, and I can’t really say that I do now, but I honestly don’t know what it was we saw. I mean, if it was a hoax, why would they do it out there, in the middle of the interior of BC where nobody would see it, and if it wasn’t a hoax, what was it?

When I was 35 years old I was visiting my twin brother who at the time was living in Mad River. We were deer hunting high in the Trinity/Shasta Park in a thick-forested area. We split up and after 20 minutes all my hair stood on end because I began to feel there was something behind me in the ferns and forest. And then after 5 minutes a huge rock (30 pounds) was thrown into the creek bed near to me, and frightened I decided to head back to the truck. I waited in the truck for 40 minutes before my brother showed up. He had no idea what I was talking about, so I know he didn’t throw that rock. I’ve been hunting deer for 35 years all over America and this was the creepiest thing that has ever happened to me.  Personally, I think it was the Bigfoot who threw the rock at my head, and just so you know I’m not nuts, I have an MS and PHD in Organic Chemistry from Arizona State University.