Two Bigfoot Encounters: Oregon Campground Growls and Missouri Family Sighting

If you're looking for a video that delivers two completely different but equally compelling witness accounts, the latest episode from Bigfoot Society is absolutely worth your time. Jeremiah Byron sits down with two separate witnesses who share stories from areas that are practically synonymous with Sasquatch activity, and both encounters are the kind that will have you rethinking your next camping trip. The first story comes from a woman who was camping at Opal Creek in Oregon, an area that sits right along what researchers often call the Oregon Bigfoot Highway. She and her husband had spent the entire day exploring the area, hiking up to Jawbone Flats, checking out the old abandoned mine shafts, and visiting the famous natural water slides. They didn't see a single soul the entire day, which is pretty common for that remote stretch of wilderness. But things got weird once the sun went down. Right as it got pitch black, two people pulled up to the campsite right next to theirs and started unloading their gear. In the middle of the night. In an empty campground. That's already strange enough on its own, but what happened next is what really got her attention. She fell asleep and woke up to the sound of small pebbles hitting their tent. Over and over. Her first thought was squirrels going after the Jiffy Pop popcorn they had left out, but it just kept going. Her husband was awake and holding an axe, and when she asked him what was going on, he told her he had heard low-pitched growls that had him terrified. He was in full fight-or-flight mode. She didn't hear the growls herself, but the combination of the mysterious late-night arrivals, the pebbles, and her husband's reaction stuck with her. It wasn't until she started listening to Sasquatch Chronicles that the pieces started clicking into place. Jeremiah points out that Opal Creek is one of the most active areas in Oregon for sightings, sitting right under the Bigfoot Highway, so this encounter fits the pattern perfectly. The second story is the one that really got my attention, and it's a family sighting at Johnson's Shut-Ins State Park in Missouri, about a hundred miles southwest of St. Louis. The witness was around 14 or 15 years old at the time, fishing on a spillway with his father along the Black River. This was before cell phones were everywhere, so unfortunately there are no photos, but his description is incredibly detailed. He started noticing a really pungent smell blowing in the wind, something sour, almost like really bad body odor. He described it as smelling like a big armpit or trash, and he had never smelled anything like it before or since. They looked across the spillway, about 40 yards away, and initially thought they were looking at a really big beaver eating a fish. But then it stood up on its hind legs. It wasn't furry, and it definitely wasn't a bear. He estimates it was around five feet tall, and at first glance, he admits it looked almost like a man in a monkey suit because of the mist coming off the spillway. But once it stood up, there was no mistaking it. Then he looked up toward the tree line and saw two more. One was a darker color and the other was almost blondish or light brown, and they were standing next to each other at roughly eight and nine feet tall. The smaller one, which he believes was a juvenile, got startled and ran up toward the two larger ones, almost like it was running to its parents. So what he and his father witnessed was a family group, just standing out in the open about 40 to 50 yards away from them. His father never lied about anything, and he stands by the encounter to this day. Jeremiah mentions that the area is right outside Mark Twain country and close to Taum Sauk Mountain, both spots that have generated plenty of reports over the years. The witness also notes that he knows other people who have seen and heard things in that same area, it's just that nobody really talks about it because it's kind of accepted locally. Both of these stories are the kind that stick with you. The Oregon encounter has all the hallmarks of a curiousity event, with the mysterious campers, the rocks hitting the tent, and the low growls that only one person heard. The Missouri sighting is a classic family group encounter with multiple individuals of different sizes and colors, which matches up with a lot of the patterns researchers have documented over the years. If you want to hear both stories straight from the witnesses, definitely check out the full episode. It's one of those videos that reminds you just how active these hotspots really are.