Three Professional Workers Share Bigfoot Encounter Stories

There's something about the quiet hours of the night that seems to draw certain encounters out of the shadows, and a recent video compilation put together by the Buckeye Bigfoot channel really drives that point home. The video collects five eyewitness reports from people who were simply doing their jobs during the graveyard shift when they found themselves face-to-face with something that defied explanation. Three of those accounts are featured in the discussion, and each one is worth digging into. The first report comes from a long-haul trucker who has driven a stretch of highway through Oregon's Coast Range for over 15 years. He knows that road like the back of his hand, and he knows the elk and moose that frequent it. So when something stepped out of the tree line one night, his first instinct was to brake the same way he would for any large animal. But this creature didn't bolt. It didn't speed up. It didn't even seem to register that a fully loaded 18-wheeler was bearing down on it with headlights blazing and brakes squealing. It just kept walking at the same steady pace right across the road. By the time the trucker came to a stop, his headlights had the figure lit up close and full. He describes it as the tallest thing he had ever looked at from inside his cab, not quite eye height with him in the cab but close. The head was shaped like a football being held for a kick, covered in thick dark hair that rippled and moved as it walked, catching the light from his headlights. It turned its head toward the truck for just a second and a half, barely giving him a glance, then kept on into the trees at that same easy pace. The trucker sat there for a full minute before he could bring himself to keep going. He never reported it to dispatch because there was nothing to report, no damage, no incident. But he says he would literally bet his life that what he saw was a Sasquatch, and he still slows down a little more than he used to on that particular stretch of road. The second account shifts the scene to rural Maine, where a propane delivery driver with over 20 years of experience was making his rounds before an incoming snowstorm. With more than two feet of snow forecasted for the hill areas, everyone needed their tanks topped off, and he was rushing to finish his last stops as darkness was settling in around 5:30 or quarter to six. One of his customers had two 500-pound propane tanks sitting near the edge of the drive, and while he was filling the generator tank, he noticed movement near a brush pile and old wood pile about 40 to 50 feet away. His first thought was bear, since he had seen them tear through wood piles before going after chipmunks or mice denned up for winter. But then it stood up, just like a man would if he had been kneeling on the ground, and it kept going up and up. It had a head and shoulders, and it was on two legs. The driver pegged it for a Bigfoot in about two seconds. He describes it as big, tall, massive, and heavy-built like a tank, but a tank standing on two legs. He says he saw the face but also didn't see it, getting only an impression in the dusky purple shadows. The creature looked at him for just a second, then looked away like he wasn't anything to be worried about. They kept an untrusting eye on each other while he finished the fill, and when he left, it was still standing there by the wood pile. He didn't say anything to his dispatcher or his wife for days, and to this day he tries to arrange his route so he never has that particular customer filled toward dusk or in the dark. The third report comes from a security guard working the night shift at a gravel quarry up in the Adirondacks. His job is about as easy as it gets, mostly walking a set route and badging in at checkpoints. The last checkpoint of his shift is a catwalk on one of the stationary crushers, high enough to look out over the pit floor. Most nights he badges in and is already thinking about how soon he can get home. But on this particular night, when he looked down and out over the pit, something was standing down there, perfectly still and facing in his direction. The pit floor was wide open with no equipment parked nearby, so there was nothing to give him any kind of comparison or scale for size. It was just standing on bare ground under the sodium lights, which don't reach all the way down to the ground, so most of it was in shadow with just an edge of light catching one side. It didn't move a muscle, but the guard could tell it was tracking him because when he shifted along the rail, it shifted with him, just turning its head and following his movement. What makes these accounts so compelling is the professionalism of the witnesses. These aren't people out looking for something strange. They're working professionals, a trucker, a propane delivery driver, and a security guard, who were simply doing their jobs when something unexpected crossed their path. Night shift workers and commercial drivers have long been a significant source of credible Sasquatch sightings, simply because they're out on remote roads and isolated properties during the hours when most people are asleep. The consistency in the descriptions across these three reports, the thick dark hair, the massive build, the football-shaped head, the steady unhurried movement, matches up with thousands of other witness accounts collected over the decades. The video is definitely worth watching for anyone interested in hearing these stories told in the witnesses' own words. The full compilation includes five reports in total, and the way they're presented really lets the credibility of each witness speak for itself.