If you’re just joining us, please familiarize yourself with the earlier posts in this series so you’re reading this within the context it was intended. :)
Part One: Out on a limb
Part Two: The Science of Intuition
Part Three: What is NVCODE?
Part Four: “Warren”
Part Five: Pheromones or “ESP”?
Part Six: Sasquatch, Lust and Pheremone Chips
Part Seven: The Latest Science…
Part Eight: Infrasound
Part Nine: Reports and Ridicule
Part Ten: The Mountain Devil is in the Details
Thank you for being patient with me through all of this.
Meat and potatoes. That’s what you’ve been waiting for, right? Good. Let’s get down to business.
This is an excerpt from a bit of email correspondence I had with a long-term witness around the year 2000. She had been habituating for several years before I met her. I will refer to her as “C”. This was our first discussion regarding her habituation with Bigfoot and “telepathy”, or NVCODE.
“…To answer your question re: telepathic communication I would have to say, in a sense YES. Perhaps even though my experience is not like that of others I believe it could still be considered such. What I experienced was when I was leaving a research area. This has happened on more than one occasion. Leaving and walking toward my vehicle I am “struck”, with a really intense feeling of sadness. I know it is coming from the Forest people and is directed toward me.
I know they are sad when I leave, and this makes it VERY hard to do so. I always give a “mental” promise to return soon.
I have never experienced such a powerful feeling in the field as the one which comes over me as on these occasions. Although this sounds quite strange, it is literally like being HIT, almost knocked down, with the most powerful emotion imaginable.
The other thing I have felt was transferred to me is Love.
Interesting that these are emotions rather than “thoughts”. That is the main thing I would stress in my experience.
Something different, not what I would consider psychic, but still of a peculiar nature is the “knowledge” that I retain from each and every outing into my research area (when the BF’s are present, whether they are seen or not). Amazingly I learn something important every time without fail. I am often driving away from a research area realizing that I have learned something profound. I don’t recall the actual moment I obtained the information, but there has never been a time when I did NOT learn something……something impossible to learn anywhere else.”
The entire transcript of our discussion regarding this is available in the members media archives, in the Library section.
While your Warren is welcome to question the veracity of any account set forth, let me be clear on one thing: I worked with this witness via correspondence for nearly two years before I met her, and I came to find that she was a bright, articulate and honest individual. Not only that, but the first night she took me into the woods we were surrounded by five, large, whistling, stomping, somethings – one of which stunk AT me at close range. She was extraordinarily CALM throughout the entire encounter. (For those who have seen the Oregon Bigfoot: Search For a Living Legend DVD, this is the same encounter I refer to during my talk at the Bellingham Sasquatch Conference.) The conclusion I came to was that witness had more experiential understanding of these things in her little finger than most researchers would gain in a lifetime. Therefore, when she talked, I listened. And what she said in the excerpt above simply corroborates what I have heard from many others like her.
Another account was related to me last year by a witness/researcher, “L”, in British Columbia I have come to know well and respect. He has sent me numerous sound recordings, videos and field notes (available in the members media archives). He had never mentioned a word about telepathy to me or in any of his reports, until he sent me the following:
“Hello Autumn,
I have a very important story that I want to tell you about. You might find it to be of some value in your research. It happened to me last weekend.
On Sunday June 08, 2008, last weekend, I went out into my regular research area. There is a secondary road at kilometer 13, that turns west off the main logging road which runs north-south. The secondary road goes west for about 3 kilometers then goes down a fairly steep hill. Once at the bottom of the hill there is a reasonably steep side hill similar to a ridge on the north side of the road and some low wet area on the south side of the road. The road goes fairly straight for about 800 meters then turns south, goes through some newer logging then west again to the back end of the old logging.
At the end of the road, about another 3 kilometers further, is a clearing along the side of a gently slopping hill. It levels off somewhat flat in the clearing. The clearing is about 40 acres in size. At the south side of the clearing in the big timber bush there is a quite steep drop into a small valley. At the east end of the valley, just 500 meters south east of the clearing, is a small lake called XXXXX Lake. The valley runs west around the end of the clearing then swings north-west and carries on for about 3 or 4 kilometers.
The valley is only a few hundred meters wide but has a great supply of water and food, willow growth for cover and open places just right for spotting and taking game at close range. The valley is frequented by Moose, Deer, Bear and Grouse.
There is no human access to the valley except on foot and the going is tough. Hunters never go down there.
Sasquatch frequents the valley and I often contact them at the west end of XXXXX Lake just below the clearing. Over the past four years Mike and I have made many contacts with Sasquatch from the clearing. I guess that would probably be 1 out of 4, or, 1 out of 5 visits produce contact.
I think that the contacts are with the same family unit that I have been following in that area for the past 4 years. There is a large adult, a smaller adult, a juvenile and 2 years ago, 4 inch long footprints from a baby showed up.
The general area along the main road runs for nearly 40 kilometers with many lengthy side roads. I have hunted the entire area very regularly since 1980 and have had a great number of strange experiences there over the years. Also, I have had three certain and one uncertain Sasquatch sighting in that area since 1984. In 2004 I started to do Sasquatch research in the area from kilometer 6 to kilometer 25 to the west of the main road.
Since 2005 I have had many vocal contacts with Sasquatch in the area of kilometer 8 to kilometer 13. The clearing mentioned above at kilometer 13 has been my main contact place with a lot of evidence showing up along that side road on an annual and regular basis, including footprints.
A fellow researcher, Jim, and his girlfriend from XXXXXXX came to XXXXXX. They were camped only a few kilometers from the clearing along the main road. He had been there since Friday evening and I went out to join him on Sunday evening.
XXXXX Lake below the clearing has Loons nesting there annually, and Barred Owls nest in the trees around the edges of clearing. There is also a lot of other birds that nest there and make a lot of noise any time that I have been there during the spring and summer. Any time I would go there the Owls and Loons were always vocally active even if I didn’t get a Sasquatch response, and the birds made enough noise to make clear audio recording difficult.
On Saturday evening Jim and his girlfriend went to the clearing in the late afternoon and stayed into the late evening. He told me that the place was strangely quiet and had an uncomfortable feeling about it. When I joined him the next evening on Sunday we went to the clearing about 2 hours before dark and stayed there until about 2 hours after dark.
I found the place to be unbelievably quiet. I repeatedly made attempts to make contact with Sasquatch with vocal calls and banging on a dry log with a club. Just before dark there was an answer from behind XXXXX Lake. There were 5 or 6 answers over a period of about 20 minutes, then the answers began to get further away until they were not heard any more. They sounded strange with a very mournful overtone. Everything else was dead silent. No Birds chirping and no Owls. The entire place had a strange unpleasant feeling.
That was really strange because any other time that I have gotten a vocal response the Sasquatch have always come in close and played vocal exchanges until they got tired of it and left. However, on Sunday evening it was as if they took the time to let their presence be known, but weren’t in the mood to play games. Jim said it was like they just didn’t want to be bothered, like they wanted to be left alone.
I know that the Sasquatch were getting used to me and even likely recognized me, my vehicle and my presence for the past 2 years, and last year they even left me a huge mushroom as a friendship offering. But, on Saturday and Sunday evenings something was not right. I felt that something bad had happened. As we were there on Sunday evening a Cow Moose wandered around feeding in the clearing for over an hour at about dark, and even she seemed to be a bit on edge.
When we left the clearing about 2 hours after dark everything was still quiet as a graveyard. We drove out to where the road runs along the bottom of the ridge and when I drove up the hill on the road, I got a strong feeling that I should stop on the road and try some calls to attempt to contact Sasquatch. The feeling was strong enough that I could not ignore it. So, I stopped my vehicle and Jim pulled up behind me. He asked why I stopped and I told him that I was going to make some calls to hopefully make contact with Sasquatch. He asked, why here, and I didn’t know. It just felt like I should do it and do it there.
I made two loud calls and waited a couple of minutes. There was an eerie feeling that I couldn’t understand. It felt like something bad had recently happened close by. I tried two more calls. Then Jim said that there was something very creepy about the clearing and the place where we had just stopped. He felt very uncomfortable as if something was seriously wrong, but he didn’t know why.
Just after he said that I started to speak. The problem is that I felt like I had slipped into a light dream and words began to come out of my mouth without me consciously think of them. The message came through me that something bad had happened. The old one, or the old man. Something had happened to the old man or the old one. Then the message came more clearly. The old one or old man died. Oh my God, the Old Ones has dead. Jim looked at me with a really strange look on his face and asked, “What did you say”? I said, “The Old One has dead”.
I really don’t know why, but I still felt like I was in a light dream when I felt a huge lump in my throat and my eyes filled with tears and I could hardly speak. The final words were crystal clear and like broken English, “The old one has dead” , “The old one has dead”. The sadness in the air was so powerful and totally engulfing that I had lost control of my emotions. I couldn’t even speak and had to leave that place immediately. Jim asked me what I was talking about and all I could say was, “The old one has dead”. I can’t stand here any more I have to go. I got into my vehicle and my eyes exploded into tears and the lump in my throat was huge. The emotion was so powerful it was like I had just lost a close family member. It was like someone else was mourning through me and I was in a sort of light dream.
By the time I drove out to the main road, I felt O.K. but quite shook up. I was really confused about what had just happened. Jim spoke to me and said it was almost like I went into a momentary trance or something. He wanted to know more about who had died, but I really didn’t know. That was all the message that I had received. I could not say who the Old One was or what they died of or anything else. Who ever gave me the message was so full of mourning that no more information came to me.
Jim decided to go to his camp. I decided to go back up the hill to where the sadness and message came to me. I stopped in the same place and made two calls. The sadness was still incredibly evident. So, I spoke loudly and said,” I am aware of your sadness and I feel sad with you. I feel your mourning and I mourn deeply with you. I am so sorry about you loss and my heart aches and my spirit aches for you. Please accept my words of mourning for you. I will leave you in peace now.”
I instantly felt a warm friendship feeling come over me. An incredible feeling of another message came to me. I immediately knew that they had known that I was in the area and wanted to contact me. They wanted me to stop on the road where I did earlier to make contact with them so they could tell me the message. When I called out they recognized my voice and sent me the news that they wanted to share with me. All of their sadness and mourning came through with the message. These must be a very sensitive and very loving and very family devoted beings. The emotions that came through with the message were way too powerful to be anything but loving, caring human emotions. The one who sent me the message also sent all the emotions that were in his/her heart. I clearly felt what they felt.
They must have been somewhere around the ridge, and I felt that the death of the Old One must have happened close to where I was. The Sasquatches that we contacted from the clearing must be either family members or a neighboring family. When they left the area their voices faded off to the south. The ridge is about 3 kilometers north-east of the clearing.
Mike and I experienced Sasquatch’s ability to communicate via mentally transmitting their thought in 2002 when we were chased out of a clearing by a Sasquatch without even seeing or hearing it. It mentally transmitted the message to us that we were not welcome and it wanted us to leave immediately. We stopped in the middle of our lunch with the overpowering feeling that we were supposed to leave and leave now. We could not stay any longer so we left, to finish our lunch down the road.
What I have just said is the absolute truth and as a strong Christian man, I swear to that in the presence of GOD.
I wonder if what happened will be a turning point in my relationship with these people. I wonder if this will lead to a face to face contact sometime soon…”
I emailed “L” and asked him if he would be willing to allow me to share his experience with you. I grinned when I got the following email, because my good friend “L” had been holding out on me and it demonstrates, perfectly, how difficult this subject is for witnesses AND researchers to talk about.
“Hi Autumn,
You certainly have caught on how to make my day brighter.
Yes you may use my experience. I have had a hard time with my feelings about that experience and even now, a year and a half later, pretty much every day I still relive and think about that night.
What I had a hard time with is sharing it openly. But I have come to one decision. I consider myself to be a serious and exceptionally fortunate researcher. As such, I feel it is my responsibility to share for the benefit of other researchers and Sasquatch believers.
I have been so fortunate and privileged to have had the sightings that I have had over the years and the vocal contacts that I have had, and in Sept.2007 when one left a huge mushroom for me, as what I think was a friendship offering. But, the biggest privilege of all was that night when I was taken into their confidence.
I did not tell you the entire story of that night because I wasn’t sure of your response. I didn’t even tell James the rest until a year later, and he was standing only a few feet from me at the time I received the communication.
Now I am going to tell you the rest of what happened that night.
When the communication started, I couldn’t make out what I was being told. I told the message sender, “I can’t make out what you are saying, you will have to speak louder”. After saying that 3-4 times not only did the message come through louder, but a vision, like a live dream came along with it.
What I saw was a small face, a juvenile, peeking over the edge of a road drop off. Possibly close to where I was standing, I really don’t know. It was definitely the face of a juvenile and what I saw is on the bottom part of the picture below.
The face was in darkness but I could see real sadness in the eyes. It was the juvenile that told me the old one had died. Then he/she turned away and then I could see the juvenile follow two adults pushing their way through small trees as they went up a very steep slope. They were stepping while spreading the little evergreen trees with their arms and hands.
This vision was like a dream but was real and was even in color. The adult on the left was a female with part of one breast showing, I presume the juvenile’s mother. She was a real dark brown color with long head hair slightly darker. The adult on the right was noticeably bigger and heavier set, a large male I presume and likely the father. He was also very dark brown, but his head hair was slightly lighter color. The juvenile was about two thirds the height of the mother. He/she was more of a grey-brown and physically kind of lanky looking.
As the juvenile caught up to them, almost between them, it quickly looked back over it’s left shoulder, then the vision faded away and I sort of woke up and saw James looking at me with the strangest look on his face and asking me what was going on, what was happening.
I have also enclosed two Google Earth Map pictures of where things took place. [Editor's note: Maps are not published due to sensitive location information therein. The researcher is still working this area.]
I had driven up from the bottom of the ravine and as I crowned the top of the slope I simply had to stop. I could not drive any further, I had to stop there. It was a powerful feeling, far beyond my decision. I guess that is where they wanted me to stop.
Even now I still get a lump in my throat when I remember that youngster peeking over the bank at me and telling me of their loss. I sure wish I knew just how close or far he was from me. But I guess that really doesn’t matter. What is important is that I was taken into their confidence as if I were a friend.”
Did you notice, in both of these reports from “L” and “C”, that they stressed the POWER of the emotions they experienced and that with those emotions came a “packet”, for lack of a better term, of information and understanding?
More to come…
