Girl hears whistles while picking huckleberries in a foggy area file# 05727


Date:August , 2003?
Klickitat county, WA
Nearest town:
Trout Lake
Nearest road:

early afternoon
Gifford Pinchot National Forest near Mount Adams in Washington.


Description of event: My family and I, we usually go camping up near Mt. Adams past Trout Lake, Washington in the Gifford Pinchot National Forest. We pick Huckleberries, it's a family tradition. I was about 13 years old then, I was pretty young. It was really foggy out and cold. We went to the Huckleberry fields and set up for the day like we usually do. Somehow I found myself picking around the camp by myself. My mom and Grandma were not too far away. I notice that it's really foggy and I can't see very well anymore. I walk back where I just came from and I didn't see anyone. I started calling for my mom! Mom!! Mom!! Then I heard a whistle.

I wasn't thinking much about it but I thought it might have been someone getting my attention so I followed it. It lead me back in the direction I was picking huckleberries. I followed the noise and I heard it again on the other side of the road. I followed it again but got a really bad feeling. I turned around and headed back down the road towards camp area. Not too far up I see my Mom and Grandma sitting on the side of the hill. I went over to them and asked them if they heard me calling for them. Neither of them said they did. I was shook up about it. I didn't make a big scene about it but I eventually told my dad about it. I didn't really want to talk about it because I started almost crying every time.

Even to this day it can be hard to talk about without tearing up. My dad said that it is in our cultural that Big Foot's will do or also allure you with the sound of a baby crying. I feel fortunate to say I heard something, there's that possibility. I am so happy that whatever it was I came out of there safe and a believer.

record updated:2012-01-02 10:07:32