Bigfoot hunter claims to have killed beast and has proof

[Pete]

Bigfoot hunter claims to have killed beast and has proof


http://www.foxnews.com/science/2014/...ast-has-proof/

"Self-proclaimed professional Bigfoot hunter, Rick Dyer, has finally released the photos of the hairy monster he allegedly shot and killed last year.

"Bigfoot is 100 percent real – there's no question about that," Dyer told KSAT.com.

Dyer says he shot and killed the mythical monster in a wooded area of California near Loop 1604 and Highway 151 in September 2012......."



It ain't true unless the BFRO says it is.

Gee, is everything I posted above done in Pink?

[Dusty]

Well, the vid's not blurry, but nobody noticed a sulfurous, rotten meat smell this time...

[JimP]

Can't be...I saw her with Bill Clinton at de Blasio's inauguration in NYC.

[Team Sergeant]

Like Nessie bigfoot was a prank, now way too many stupid people locked on to the idea it might be real. Nothing that big can stay hidden above ground for hundreds of years.

[mark46th]

The Patterson Bigfoot 16mm film was up in Northern California. A film crew went up to the little town and some admitted to the hoax. They named the guy in the bigfoot suit and pointed him out as he entered a diner. He had the exact walk of the creature in the film, even swinging his arms in the same manner.... Pretty funny...

[Sdiver]

I speak Bigfoot .... Goonie Goo Goo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=awrfIReVQtA

[cbtengr]

This guy has caught Bigfoot before, a great big rubber one.

"Rick Dyer claims to have killed Bigfoot on September 6, 2012, after luring him with pork ribs he nailed to a tree
Dyer has released a photo and claims to have performed DNA testing on the body

Dyer was involved in a Bigfoot hoax in 2008, when a rubber ape suit was passed off as the real thing


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[PRB]

Originally Posted by JimP

Can't be...I saw her with Bill Clinton at de Blasio's inauguration in NYC.

I'll et you could bait her with ribs too....or a young female aid.......

[mojaveman]

Why does that image look like a cheap Halloween mask?

In a rural Northern California bar:

"Hey man, wonder what kind of rifle he used?"

"Don't know but be careful the next time you have a few beers and go running around the woods in that old gorilla costume you bought on e bay."

[Requiem]

... that came across Bigfoot tracks in the snow while on an orienteering exercise in the Brooks Range.

Report # 6486 (Class B)
Submitted by witness on Friday, June 13, 2003. Special Forces team follows bipedal trackway, gets screamed at

YEAR: 1988

SEASON: Spring

MONTH: March

STATE: Alaska

COUNTY:

LOCATION DETAILS: The team was flown by helicopter out of Wainwright A.F. Base in a south-easterly direction for about an hour before being dropped off in the wilderness for an orienteering excercise lasting several days. The location is north of the Brooks Range and south of the region of the National Petroleum Reserve. Technically, the area is in the North Slope Borough of Alaska.

NEAREST TOWN: Not pertinent.

NEAREST ROAD: None

OBSERVED: In March of 1988, I was the Team Commander (Captain in rank) of a Special Forces "A" Team, conducting a Strategic Reconnaisance training mission in Alaska. There were 11 soldiers on the Team with a lot of Special Forces experience between them. We were wearing rucksacks and walking through the deep snow in a wooded area with cross-country skis. As we approached an area where the woods were too thick to go through on the skis, I decided to walk ahead on snow shoes with two other soldiers to check out the way ahead. After walking about 200 meters into the thicker woods, we came across a set of tracks that immediately drew our attention. The tracks were obviously of a two-legged creature walking through the woods on a course perpendicular to our own. Human tracks of any kind are extremely rare in that part of Alaska but these were particulary unique due to the length of the stride and the fact that there was no crushed snow on either the entry or the exit side of the holes.

We stopped to investigate. When each of us took off our snow shoes we sank into the snow to a depth of about 2 feet (above the knee). When we attempted to take a step in the deep snow, we left an area of crushed snow on the entry side of the hole and then crushed the snow again upon taking our foot out of the hole to take the next step. Our feet made a drag mark in the snow as well no matter how hard we tried to extract the foot without touching the surrounding snow. The best any of us could do was a stride between steps of about 1 1/2 feet. The tracks we were looking at had a stride of over 5 feet between steps and left the snow on both entry and exit from the hole totally untouched. After discussing the rational possibilities for a while, I sent one of my men back to bring up the rest of the Team. Between the 11 men on that Team, we had over 150 years of combined Special Forces experience in the woods all over the planet. They also had extensive experience in the tracking of everything with either two or four legs. We all studied the tracks and tried to come up with a reasonable explanation for what we were looking at. Only one explanation seemed to fit everything we saw but it was not a reasonable explanation. Based on our group experience in tracking humans, we made an approximate determination as to the height and weight of the person who had made the tracks based on the stride and depth of indentation in the snow. THe group consensus was a two-legged person about around 9 ft tall and weighing approximately 500 to 600 pounds. That was our best educated guess.

I then made a decision to set the training mission aside for a while and to follow the tracks through the woods. Wearing snow shoes, we followed those tracks for about an hour before we heard it. From somewhere ahead of us (and quite a distance from what we could tell) we heard the most horrific sound any of us has ever heard. Every other sound in the woods went instantly silent and we could almost hear our hearts beating. The only other time any of us has heard that kind of silence in the woods or jungle was in the last seconds before initiating an ambush. It is as though every creature and insect in the woods knows that something is about to die and they go silent out of fear or self-preservation. After hearing the sound (it was a cross between a howl and a roar), my Team Sergeant (the most senior and experienced member of my Team) stopped me and said, "Sir, speaking for both myself and the rest of the Team, we really do not want to know what is at the end of these tracks (expletives deleted)". This was surprising to me in that, through all of their years in Special Forces, these men had never expressed a fear of anything on two or four legs. I understood their consternation and agreed to resume the original mission. There was also a general consensus not to discuss the incident with anyone upon our return. Mind you that we were on a training misson and did not have live ammunition so any eventual confrontation with whoever or whatever made those tracks would not have been without a great deal of danger. Our curiosity to know what it was that made the tracks was overcome by the reality that we would be no match for it and, more importantly, that we really did not want to know what was at the end of those tracks. Tracks in the snow are much easier to deny and ignore than actually seeing what made them. My soldiers, and I, were afraid of what we heard and saw and the soldiers just didn't want to know.

The tracks stayed on the military crest of ridgelines and in low areas as much as possible. The only times the tracks crossed a ridgeline was in a saddle where it would not be seen. The thing which struck us all as odd was that, while the tracks depicted someone far too large to be human, whatever was making the tracks was moving through the woods exactly as one of us would have if we were conducting an escape and evasion. Whatever it was knew the land (as it maneuvered to bypass clearings well before they came into view) and was making a concentrated effort to remain unseen. I still think that the sound we heard was intended to warn us to back off and not follow.

I have thought back on that incident hundreds of times and wondered how it would have turned out if we had proceeded to follow the tracks. There are pros and cons to both sides of the issue. As for me, there are just some things that cannot be denied. Since then, I have had a VERY healthy respect for Sasquatch.

ALSO NOTICED: There was no denying the tracks and what they meant. As for the sound we heard, it was like nothing any of us had experienced in all of our years in the various woods and jungles around the world.

OTHER WITNESSES: 10 Special Forces soldiers other than myself.

OTHER STORIES: No

TIME AND CONDITIONS: Middle afternoon. Clear day, not snowing, temperature around freezing.

ENVIRONMENT: Thickly wooded area, rolling terrain.

Source.

I found this story some time ago while amusing my youngest son with Bigfoot stories on the 'net. Since then, he's found "Bigfoot" tracks in the snow in the woods below our house. They were amazingly Bigfoot-like, very similar to those described here. But the answer to the mystery-prints was very simple. Son was disappointed that no, he had not found evidence of Bigfoot in our woods.

Susan

[The Reaper]

It was Jim Hopper and his team out of Fort Bragg.

They were the best.

TR

[TOMAHAWK9521]

Originally Posted by PRB

I'll et you could bait her with ribs too....or a young female aid.......

I'm betting on the latter. How else will President Bathory keep up her appearances during her tenure in the WH?

[steel_eel]

Originally Posted by The Reaper

It was Jim Hopper and his team out of Fort Bragg.

They were the best.

TR

I would love to hear all the legit Military stories about bigfoot encounters. I've heard a few but most were hearsay.

[Team Sergeant]

1986 I was on patrol with the Sr. Weapons Sergeant and Ranger in the woods of Ft. Bragg. It was about 0100 and if I recall it was late Fall. There we were moving as quietly as we could while attempting to locate the "enemy". Sr. Weapons Sergeant was on point and I was just behind him. As we moved towards the edge of a swampy area we heard the most horrible sound, it was an extremely loud snorting sound followed by the forced expulsion of air, also very loud. The source could not be more than twenty feet in front of us but we could not see it. (No NVG's) The sound was then followed by a loud stomping noise as if something was hitting the ground with a baseball bat. At that moment Sr. weapons turned around and looked me straight in the face and whispered "WTF was that?"

I was astounded! Not by the horrible noise but that the Sr. Weapons Sergeant actually cussed! I've never heard Sr. Weapons cuss before, ever! I looked back at him and put on my best poker face and replied; "I don't know!!" To which he quickly replied; "Let's get the f**k out of here!!!" Again I was astounded, he cussed again!

As we moved with great haste I almost started laughing out loud, I had to use all my strength not to laugh. When we had put a few hundred meters between us and the source of the horrible noise I could no longer contain myself and called to Sr. Weapons Sergeant. I calmly asked him if he'd ever been deer hunting? He replied "no". I then told him we woke a sleeping deer and probably a big buck and that it was attempting to scare us. If I recall his reply was; "It sure as f**k worked!"

That was the first and last time I ever heard Ed K. cuss. It was a good patrol.

[Pete]

Must have been the same deer we encountered.

Sleeping out on one of the western ranges next to a stack of ammo - don't remember which range.

Quite night, all quiet, all of a sudden a loud blast (hey, loud noise when you're asleep), everyone sits straight up and there is a deer about 20 feet away. Another loud snork and it bounds off into the darkness.

I've never seen something in the woods I couldn't explain.

The interesting thing about bigfoot sightings is they all end up the same way. If it was from a car they kept going. If it was in the woods the human turns tail and runs or the critter runs and then the human takes off.

Nobody says they advanced on it.

People who walk a lot in the woods can see many things. I've "seen" many things while walking in the Uwharrie Forest but never the Uwharrie Beast. How the sun shines on or shadows a rock can create many "beasts" but if you keep your eye on it as you move forward it turns into a stump of shadowed rock.