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Dixie Banshee
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Posted: Thu Nov 22nd, 2007 07:13 am |
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Nobody can personally account for where these creatures spend the better part of the day. BF, like other nocturnal animals, have a tendency to sleep in stages. I've heard these creatures at different times of the day, usually within a time frame that is consistent with other locations. The variation difference between daytime activity is about every 4 to 5 hours.
These creatures, as a family unit, separate every morning with the older males "bedding" in different locations from the "Alpha" male and his harem. I believe that they are strategically positioned to be able to give alarm when an intruder invades their given territory. This ensures safety toward the very young that stays with the females and the "Alpha" male.
I was deer hunting a location bordering a swamp with numerous creeks flowing into the basin along the Big Black River basin in Mississippi. I had noticed that a large buck was using a thick cane-infested area as a day time bedding area. Within this thicket I could see a large Red Oak tree that grew right along the bank of one of these creeks. This area was thick! So thick, that the trails that were leading into the thicket was very tight and low toward the ground with honey-suckle vines and briars infested and entwined all around leaving a tunnel-like effect. I decided to check out that oak as a great place to set up a tree-stand in order to ambush that buck, as I was seeing him at night feeding in the surrounding fields. Naturally the only way into this thicket was by "bellying" or crawling. It is no fun crawling around with a rifle but I was more then determined! The first weird thing that I noticed was that the path into this thicket kept inverting back upon itself. A deer will, most of the time, use a direct route unlike this method. After navigating through the different turns upon my knees I broke out into an area within this thicket that was trampled down in a rough oval-type circumference.
Now remember two things: (1) I was hunting and thinking deer at the time. (2) I was upon my knees looking at cane that was thrashed which caused it to leave "mounded" type positions within this clearing. The wind was blowing into my face as I always hunt face into the wind. I started panning my view from the right side toward the oak back toward the left.
On the left-hand side of this clearing I immediately saw a large dark object with its buttocks sticking up, it's knees and arms curled up under itself, and it's head facing toward the only opening that I could determine was within this thicket. Back towards me!
Holy S&%t! I was looking at a sleeping BF, only it's eyes just then decided to open!
Upon seeing me it sprang itself up into an up-right position clearly angry that I had disturbed its nap. It started "working" itself up into a fit-type frenzy, walking back and forth upon all-four limbs using its knuckles for the front support, occasionally reaching into and behind itself grabbing handfuls of cane and ripping it up, throwing it into the surrounding air. It was clearly working up it's courage as I had it cornered. Up until this time I had not noticed any scent except a wild animal musk-like odor that is very similar to a sex-addled buck deer, but when it started working itself up into a "mad fit" that is when I was hit with combination skunk, eye-watering, sulfur-type odor that threatened to make me violently sick.
It was pacing back and forth, right to left, never taking it's eyes off of me without actually seeming to directly look at me, sort of like looking out of the corner of it's eye depending on which side was directed toward me. It was getting louder and more rapid in it's movement. The only thing that I can compare it to was the ape in the movie, "Greystoke, The Legend of Tarzan," which was actors costumed and trained to portray great apes in their natural movements when working themselves up into a rage stage.
It did not take me long to figure out that I had better stand up to protect myself. I was shaking so hard that my knees felt like jello and my rifle was vibrating up and down in my hands, keeping tempo with the rest of my quaking body.
I have no idea how long it was between when I first saw it open it's eyes and when it decided to charge me but it seemed like forever even though it did not last long at all actual time. It was pacing back and forth towards it's right, my left side, then toward the left side. All at once, in the middle of one of it's pacing maneuvers, it charged straight toward me, at first upon it's knuckles, then it stood as tall as it's semi-erect knees would allow it too into a bipedal position screaming and raising (bleep) for all it was worth!
I've thought back upon it and have spent a many sleepless night wondering just how close I was going to allow it to get to me before I actually pulled the trigger on my rifle as I had already clicked the safety off and was just before ready to shot it (it was a male as it was equipped that way), when just as it assumed the bipedal position it shot off to my right side tearing into the thicket as if it was made of paper.
I have the scars upon my elbows to prove that of which I originally crawled into, I can attest that I slowly backed out of standing as erect as I could, never taking my eyes off of the creature as it slowly paced me out. It followed me about one and a half miles to where I had parked my truck before entering the woods. I almost never got my hands into my pocket to retrieve my keys as I was still shaking so bad.
My facial features were very pale and I honestly believe that due toward this incident this was about the time I started assuming gray in my beard. It was one of the most horrifying moments in my life! I cannot imagine someone not familiar with these creatures, what could they have felt if placed into this sort of situation. Makes me understand why people never go back into the woods again as I actually thought about hanging up my rifle and doing exactly that. But then I got mad. There is no way I'm allowing this creature to take from me one of the most important things in my life; hunting and camping in Man Above's creation. This was about the time I decided to devote all my spare time into learning about this creature.
One other note about this incident: I have seen this creature a number of times over a 40 year period and this was the second time I was clearly able to witness it's eyes. Both occasions I was given the impression of fear. You could see the fear plainly. They are as scared of us as we are of them!
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Posted: Thu Nov 22nd, 2007 07:47 am |
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so you were face to face with one of these..... they bed in the thickest of the thick eh....
why did you not kill it?
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Posted: Thu Nov 22nd, 2007 09:38 am |
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great account DB...I had 2 very similar, one in a deer stand, another in a fishing boat, but both with 30-50 ft......I can relate to your being scared....
and to answer your question for me anyway bama, I had a 7mm mag rifle, and I wasnt sure it would do enough damage, and I got the distict impression from the one I saw, that if I shot, and didnt take him out, I was going to be a grease spot
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watch1
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Posted: Thu Nov 22nd, 2007 03:29 pm |
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Bamabigfoot wrote: so you were face to face with one of these..... they bed in the thickest of the thick eh....
why did you not kill it?
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Bamabigfoot,
Dixie Banshee will have to tell you why he did not shoot but from reading many things written by others, most that have had a chance to shoot one of them have either been so frightened to shoot or they could not shoot something that looked so human in the face.
There have been hunters that have shot these creatures, some out of fear, some by mis-identification (thinking they were a bear or some other animal). Going by some of these stories I have read and heard..when one of them is shot..and they start screaming..the hunters have left the area in a hurry.
Most will not follow these creatures after they have shot them for fear of the others retaliation.
I don't know about you..but I would like to be able to walk through the woods without having to worry about one of these critters wanting to get even with me..after I had shot one of them.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22nd, 2007 05:32 pm |
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Dixee, You were face to face with it.... did you look into it's eyes? If so, did you get the feeling that it was human? Also, What did it's eyes look like?
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Posted: Fri Nov 23rd, 2007 01:06 am |
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Wow! I'll bet you and the BF both have nightmares about that day! I've often wondered why they give man a free pass instead of regarding him as prey. Surely our technologymust perplex them. Do they fear us for it? Do they recognize the similarity (stories about their reactions to children would indicate they do)? Do they have a moral code or even a religion? A memory of having a relationship with man in the distant past? Is it a combination of one or more of those? It's interesting that you saw fear in his eyes.
So it was sleeping in a very dense thicket. I'll think twice about bushwacking through thickets from now on! I've seen thickets that appeared to have game trails and bedding spots in them, but we usually attribute them to deer. I haven't seen any so dense as what you described with trails into them. What's your opinion of the arched branches that are sometimes identified as BF bedding places? By themselves, they don't seem worth the bother of construction, and yet, I've never really seen broken off branches or anything around them to indicate that they may have been covered over wigwam style. Perhaps they are some type of signpost or marker rather than a bedding spot? Perhaps they're not related to BF at all.
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Dixie Banshee
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Posted: Fri Nov 23rd, 2007 06:34 am |
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Bamabigfoot:
"why did you not kill it?"
Several reasons I have thought of through the years since. Until a person actually goes through something of this nature they cannot fully comprehend the numerous emotions that still haunt me from that day.
Was I ashamed that I did not shot it? No, I really wasn't, even after thinking about it during the aftermath.
I still find myself awaking from a deep sleep by the thought of, "how much closer would I have allowed myself before pulling the trigger." This thing was charging straight toward me screaming its lungs out and I was literately shaking in my boots.
Was I a coward and froze up? I would like to think not, but find myself wondering if I did catch a form of "buck fever" which if it meant physical harm to me, then in that case, I may not be having this conversation with you.
Of doubts, I had many: (1.) Is my gun strong enough to stop this creature? (2.) If so, where will I be able to shot it to have a chance at maybe stopping it? The head? The chest? (3.) Already knowing that these creatures bed down in an location that remains within 'calling" distance from each other, if I do some how, wound this creature, will it's painful screams lure the others in to protect the injured one? These were running through my mind in about 2.7 seconds. Would I have pulled the trigger? I would like to think so if I felt that it was going to harm me.
Did it scare me? You (bleep) right it did, still does when I think about it. I will come closer to telling of this on a forum such as this then to be able to tell it in person. It was a very traumatic situation to me and I take it very personal.
The thing that I noticed the most was the fear in this creatures eyes. I would like to think that maybe had more do with me not pulling the trigger. Bama, you asked what do the eyes look like? They are more oval-shaped then ours as ours are described as tear-shaped. The more circular orb can be an asset when it need to see nocturnally. The pupils are black with rarely any whites of the eye seen. When they appear frightened they will widen their eyes just as humans do when you can then see clearly the full oval shape with the black pupils surrounded by white. They seem to cock their heads farther back so you can better see under their thick brow-ridge which protrudes over the eyes sort of as a small baseball cap bill, yet not so long.
Lorraine, they are not allowing man a free pass, they are just smart enough to have figured out that man can be his own worst enemy and is destroying this world that we live in. They fear us for many reasons as everything it has observed us touch, we have somehow destroyed. I fear us! I don't believe that they have a religion but they do adhere to a survivalist tradition as it has worked for many centuries. As to an relationship with man, I think to not trust us as humans would be a very smart move to survive. Something happened in it's past that caused this rife. They are too intelligent to not recognize that we are the closest thing to a actual contact that there is. It knows it can manipulate us and is cognizant to the fact that we catch on to things fairly quick so it should sense no large communication problem.
The bedding nests are only used once as survival means constant movement. I've notice that they build these type structures only for certain reasons, maybe sickness, breeding, nursery,etc., but will use them only once as any length of time in one location increases the chances for discovery. If they built a different nest every day then we would be walking all over these structures in the woods so it is only periodically done.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23rd, 2007 06:53 am |
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The main reason that I asked "why did you not kill it" because since you were terrified, face to face with it and with no ready means of escape I thought maybe you would do it out of self preservation.... however you do mention that you sensed it's FEAR.... this must have been really strong to keep you from acting in your own self interest.
This must be true that they really do fear us.... that would explain why they tear off running thru the briars at the least indication that we are coming their way. I wonder why they fear us so? Is there some event in their past that they recount in their history .... maybe that the Indians or the early settlers hurt them badly?
Looks like that sort of event would be recorded in our own history... unless it is so old that we have forgotten it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27th, 2007 06:11 am |
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From what past history that I have been able to find about the first contacts between these creatures and white men went something like this: They saw a monster, they formed a posse, they hunted it, put the dogs on it, shot at it.
You can read this large collection of old newspaper articles posted on the BFF.
http://www.bigfootforums.com/index.php?showtopic=5705&st=0
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Posted: Sat Dec 1st, 2007 02:33 am |
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"This must be true that they really do fear us.... that would explain why they tear off running thru the briars at the least indication that we are coming their way. I wonder why they fear us so? Is there some event in their past that they recount in their history .... maybe that the Indians or the early settlers hurt them badly?" -BamaBigfoot
BB, Keep in mind that these creatures watched the "Trail of Tears" from the shadows. I am sure this made quite the negative impression on them as far as the white man was concerned. It very likely caused them to retreat deeper into the forests...I know I would have!
Wow, DB! What an AMAZING story! I am fairly certain I would have had to change my undies!
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Dixie Banshee
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Posted: Sat Dec 1st, 2007 03:19 am |
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FBF, it is ironic that you mentioned, "The Trail of Tears." In the Cherokee language, the event is called Nunna daul Isunyi— “the Trail Where We Cried,” refers to the forced relocation in 1838 of the Cherokee Native American tribe to the Western United States, which resulted in the deaths of an estimated 4,000 Cherokees. The Cherokees were not the only Native Americans forced to emigrate as a result of the Indian Removal efforts of the United States, and so the phrase, “Trail of Tears”, is sometimes used to refer to similar events endured by other Indian peoples, especially among the Five Civilized Tribes, Cherokee, Chickasaw, Choctaw, Creek, and Seminole. The phrase originated as a description of the forcible removal of the Choctaw nation in 1831.
I was told by a Chahta (Choctaw) elder in Oklahoma that these creatures actually traveled with the tribe as they were forcibly moved west from Mississippi. Not as a traveling companion, but along the outer fringes of the procession. Then he made mention of the fact that these creatures were already subsiding in Arkansas, Texas, and Oklahoma which caused a general uproar between the different troops as territory and females are jealously protected.
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Posted: Sat Dec 1st, 2007 05:29 am |
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Dixie Banshee wrote: I was told by a Chahta (Choctaw) elder in Oklahoma that these creatures actually traveled with the tribe as they were forcibly moved west from Mississippi. Not as a traveling companion, but along the outer fringes of the procession. Then he made mention of the fact that these creatures were already subsiding in Arkansas, Texas, and Oklahoma which caused a general uproar between the different troops as territory and females are jealously protected.
DB
Wow! That's fascinating on so many levels! One wonders if they sensed the new settlers were pushing them out, too, and chose to follow the Chahta to wherever they were going, if they somehow felt their lot cast with their NA neighbors, or if they had some sort of dependency on the NA settlements (perhaps raiding crops, etc.). Perhaps they originally came east following man.
Did your Chahta friend elaborate on "general uproar"? It would be interesting to know how they go about defending or determining territory. We can assume it involves the same sort of threat displays we get from them, and they seem to answer broadcast bellows as challenges, but it would be interesting to know how far they go in defending their territory and females from one another. They seem to avoid physical encounters with man, even when defending territory. One wonders if they physically defend their territory among themselves.
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Posted: Sat Dec 1st, 2007 07:07 am |
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Wow hats off the the person that posted all those newspaper clippings over there. That took some time.
You are right from the birth of this nation the white man has ganged up chased shot at and at times possibly killed the Sasquatch.
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Posted: Sat Jan 5th, 2008 07:36 am |
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"Midmorning of the next day, Te-lah-nay comes to a ledge overlooking a forested valley. She has never seen anything so green.
She threads her way downhill and tries to find a ford across Cane Creek. The Koha (river cane) is so tall and thick that it's nearly impossible to get through, but finally she comes upon an almost hidden trail and slips through the Koha and into the creek.
Finding the cane just as thick on the other side, Te-lah-nay wades downstream until another narrow trail appears.
Suddenly, just at an abrupt bend in the path, she hears a snort. Right in front of her, reared up on his hind legs is No-ko-see (Bear). He is so close that she sees his small red eyes.
For a few seconds time stands still, then with a grunt No-ko-see raises a front paw, turns and ambles away." *
* p. 161-162 from If the Legends Fade (http://www.ifthelegendsfade.com)
This is an account of an encounter my gggrandmother had during her journey back to north Alabama from Oklahoma (~1842) where she (and her sister) had been forcibly removed to ~2 years earlier.
The location was in the Devil's Backbone area, later known as Freedom Hills the ancestral hunting ground of the Chickasaw.
The original manuscript for the book came from her dictation of said journey to a Methodist minister a few years before she passed. I suspect her encounter was likely with something other than a bear but most likely the anglo mindset of the minister rationalized it into No-ko-see as political correctness was alive and well even back then.
Lesson to be learned...stay out of thick canebreaks! 
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Posted: Fri Feb 29th, 2008 02:42 am |
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| My children's paternal gggrandmother walked the "Trail of Tears" from Cherokee, NC to Fort Campbell (if I remember correctly). We did a family tree and this part of it brought me to tears. I can only imagine how the big guys would have perceived it as it was happening.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26th, 2008 02:09 pm |
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Bear,
first off I love the show w/ you,Shane and Becky . I can see me asking you tons of questions Sir so I hope I don't bug ya to much.You seem to really understand these creatures on a level many don't . pertaining to this encounter, is it possible that the bigfoot see where the mature buck bed and kinda take over that spot knowing that if a nice buck like that ain't been hunted by man,then they know where to bed? not at all saying buck are smarter than BF...I've havent hunted in 4 years or so but I do know how rescorceful a buck can be.that's the one experience of two I had was huntin' buck . anyway....what a cool story. I myself think if it was me the BF would have been scared of me within seconds and ran..not cause i'm scary but the stench of the mess in my drawers and the high pitch scream I just know I woulda let out would have driven everything away!! LOL
now if you was one of my huntin' buddies I known for a long time that I could joke around w/ after hearing that story..I woulda said "so in other words ya didn't get the buck" LOL....we wern't exactly nice to eachother all the time , but buddies still the same LOL
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Posted: Sun Nov 16th, 2008 11:28 pm |
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| I have read this post many times and each time trying to imagine what it felt like to come upon this creature sleeping and then to have it ranting and pacing now knowing what was going to happen next. I say you should have started talking to it as you do have a sexy voice. lol diane
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Posted: Mon Nov 17th, 2008 01:55 am |
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| LOL@Diane. I,like diane have read this post many times and i get something out of it everytime.Thanks Bear for sharing such a great post.
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Posted: Mon Nov 17th, 2008 05:02 am |
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 That's quite a tale DB! I'm sure you must re-live that event from time to time, I know I would. Thanks for sharing it with us! 
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