Oregonbigfoot.com file# 01507

REPORT OVERVIEW

Date: September 19, 2001
Kanawha county, WV
Nearest town: Mossy
Nearest road: Route 612
Conditions: clear
Time: night
Location: Get off of route 64 east heading toward Charleston WV. At the Mossy exit turn right, go down to the stop sign and go left to Page Kincaid mountain road go until you reach top of mountain. That is the spot.

REPORT DETAIL

Description of event: Some friends and I were riding four-wheelers about 5 years ago. We had been gone all day, probably on a 15 mile ride. The area is rough terrain so you cant speed. We came out on top of the mountain at about 2:00 in the morning, so we stopped to relieve our bladders after the long ride. So we are standing there talking and one of my friends says "be quiet, listen". It sounded like someone was letting their bear dogs run which is not uncommon this time of year. The noise kept getting closer and closer until it was right up the hill about probably 50 yards from us. Whatever it was, it was walking down the hill on two feet but it was no bear. The way it was stepping it was breaking brush and didnt seem to care about the noise it was making. There was no smell like some people describe just big heavy footsteps. It would take about ten steps and stop and just keep coming until it finally stopped right up in front of us. Now, we couldnt see anything but we could hear something breathing. So we just quietly backed up and got on the four-wheelers and got the hell out of there. The spot that this happened is a crossing for a lot of animals from mountain to mountain. This is a different story. My cousin, myself and two girls were camping back in 2003 on top of a mountain near where the other story happened, at a place called XXXXXX Farm. We were all sitting around the fire the first night we were up there. The moon was full that night and I could see something like the silouette of a man standing in the wood line. This was starting to scare me and my cousin said "what are you looking at?" because I hadnt spoken in about 5 minutes, I just kept watching whatever it was. So I told him "there is somebody standing over there" but he didnt believe me. So we pulled a four-wheeler over there and it was gone, and he said I was imagining things. Now I don't drink as I am a Diabetic, so I was sober. So Joey took his beer bottle and threw it over in the wood line, and we just kept standing there talking. Well all of a sudden something threw the bottle back at him and it hit him in the back of the leg. Now by this time I am scared sh*tless because we are at least 8 miles away from anyone, and none of our friends new where we were going camping. So we jumped on our four-wheelers and left everything behind and got the heck out of there. We came back for the stuff the next day armed with high powered rifles and saw that our sleeping bags were destroyed. These stories are true, so please read them and maybe do some research on the mountains in that area.

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