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#bigfoot #bigfootencounter Coastal Bull Elk Hunt Turns Into Bigfoot Nightmare! Ever wonder how you made it out of a situation alive you knew had to be a miracle? Well, that is what happened to me when I found myself staring down a bigfoot, a real-life, massive, and ready to tear me apart bigfoot. I am not sure what happened in those last seconds, but there we were, in a staring contest, a contest I had to win or, well, I was never to be found, that I was sure of… https://pacwestbigfoot.com/

That moment you are literally running for your life, you start to realize that there is a God deep down inside, and you also realize that you don’t know Him as well as you should. And when you are running from a monster in the woods, well, you better know him…

The ash could still be seen here and there; Mt. St. Helen had only six months earlier, which was frightening to witness, erupted. What was more frightening to witness is bigfoot, and not from a safe distance, but one that is literally chasing you! I did; I watched the volcano blowing ash in the sky from atop a mountain nearby where I lived in Days Creek, Oregon, at the time. You could not see it actually spewing out, but you could see the sky for sure, filling the atmosphere with deadly ash. But, still, this was nothing compared to being chased by a literal legend turn reality. Here is how it happened, and how I barely escaped with my life…

It moved off slowly into the trees and fog high above me along the rugged coastline and out of sight. That was the last time I’d see him, the last time I’d be crabbing with bigfoot… I pulled up the last crab pot, and while I know these things are probably dangerous, I felt an emotion I’d had not felt in a very long time as he disappeared, the feeling of loss. https://pacwestbigfoot.com/crabbing-with-bigfoot-on-the-oregon-coast/

Natural Bridges And A Clan Of Bigfoot – Man Encounters Multiple Bigfoot In Washington State! https://pacwestbigfoot.com We have our own natural bridges in the State of Washington, and just so you know, Bigfoot hang out there, and I mean a clan of them. Other than being in a car accident not a year later, watching multiple Bigfoot walking by in their own weird way and observing them for at least a couple minutes was a pretty crazy moment in my life. Here is what happened, what I saw, and please, keep my last name out of it, I am still in service of the government and do not want to risk my job, or retirement, thanks Dave.

Soda Mountain And The Family Of Bigfoot… https://pacwestbigfoot.com I was getting away to think that day, a day that would change my life forever. I literally watched as a family of Bigfoot passed by completely unaware of my presence, at least at first. I was up towards, well, actually, I was on Soda Mountain right before winter in the Pacific Northwest hit, and already there was a light dusting of snow on the ground. It was an amazing event, and to be honest, I think a natural fear of these things is a good thing, but also a sense of wonder is also a part of that experience. I never felt in danger-danger if you know what I mean, but I knew after a few I had to leave, immediately… Here is my encounter story, Dave.

The Bigfoot Of Copper, OR. – “I Couldn’t Believe What I Was Seeing!” https://pacwestbigfoot.com I love history, and, well, historical places. And about 5 years ago I had the chance to visit one, and I have to say, I was not ready for what I saw, a Bigfoot! Copper, Oregon was once a series of copper mines and a small group of folks that lived out and around that area working in them. For a long, long time now, the only thing out there is a lake people from southern Oregon love to fish and swim in. But, apparently, there is also something else that lives out there, Bigfoot. I know this for a fact because I saw one just five years ago, and it was a pretty frightening experience. Here is what happened.

It was there, amongst the trees. It swayed, staring in my direction for what seemed an eternity. Then, and very quietly, it turned slowly and disappeared. Fall was here, and so was Bigfoot… I never believed that such things existed, I mean things like bigfoot or, sasquatch if that is your choice of names for these creatures. But, for nearly three consecutive falls I had seen one, heard it, and, well, talked to it I guess you’d describe it to be… https://pacwestbigfoot.com/ Subscribe Today At: https://pacwestbigfoot.com https://soundcloud.com/pacwest-bigfoot/the-fall-of-bigfoot Here are some based on true Bigfoot encounter stories & interviews from the PacWest! All of these stories are based on true accounts. These are real accounts shared by people for the first time on the PacWest Bigfoot blog, and here only. If you have a real account and would like to share your story please get hold of me here and let’s get your story out there… Please contact David at: pacwestbigfoot@gmail.com

Young Lovers And The English Point Bigfoot... https://pacwestbigfoot.com It was a long time ago, but my girlfriend at the time and I had a pretty scary run-in with a Bigfoot around and just outside the English Point area in Idaho. Well, to be young again would be great, but I am and have been in love with my wife of 30 years now since that craziest and scariest time in our life. Oh, that girl is my wife today. But, here is my, well, our encounter story…

"I Had To Get Out Of There!" - Bigfoot Follows Boy Outside Of Cave Junction, Oregon https://pacwestbigfoot.com Life sucked growing up. To be honest, my parents were less like parents and more like children themselves. And because of this fact, it put me in harm’s way one day of a Bigfoot outside of Cave Junction, Oregon where we lived for a couple years. Since then, just so you know, Dave, I was adopted by some great folks and harbor no ill-will towards my biological parents, they were just part of a culture that abanded all but selfishness, and that led to self-destruction. I pray for them continually, even today. But, let me tell you what I saw, what I experienced, and why I know that Bigfoot is real, as real as you and me.

I remember the last night I ever heard the howls coming floating down off the mountains, over the fields, and into my room as if they were meant for me…, it was truly frightening for sure. It was 1981, the last year we’d live there. My dad had finally decided to sell the small farm to a young couple from up north, and we would move to town. And I have to say, I was happy about this fact, very, very happy.