November 30, 2025 • 43 mins
In this chilling episode, Fred from Alaska—shares powerful firsthand accounts of the mysterious being known locally as the “Hairy Man.” Speaking with calm certainty and cultural grounding, Fred explains that these encounters aren’t isolated legends or personal oddities; they’re a long-standing reality for many First Nations families across the region, passed down through lived experience as much as oral tradition.
Fred recounts his own unnerving experiences alongside stories from relatives who have faced the Hairy Man in remote stretches of Alaska. One standout moment takes place near a quiet pond, where what begins as an ordinary day turns deeply unsettling when the creature reveals itself—displaying awareness, strategy, and an intelligence that feels deliberate rather than animalistic.
The episode then shifts to an even more harrowing hunting camp encounter: nighttime disturbances, unseen movement in the treeline, and a mounting sense of being watched culminate in a terrifying confrontation that leaves no doubt the group was being targeted and tested.
Throughout the conversation, Fred emphasizes respect for the land, the people who live closest to it, and the beings that may share it. He calls on more Alaskans—especially Indigenous voices who have kept these stories quietly within families—to come forward. By gathering and comparing accounts, Fred believes we can better understand the patterns, behavior, and purpose of these encounters, and maybe finally bring clarity to one of Alaska’s most enduring mysteries.
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Fred recounts his own unnerving experiences alongside stories from relatives who have faced the Hairy Man in remote stretches of Alaska. One standout moment takes place near a quiet pond, where what begins as an ordinary day turns deeply unsettling when the creature reveals itself—displaying awareness, strategy, and an intelligence that feels deliberate rather than animalistic.
The episode then shifts to an even more harrowing hunting camp encounter: nighttime disturbances, unseen movement in the treeline, and a mounting sense of being watched culminate in a terrifying confrontation that leaves no doubt the group was being targeted and tested.
Throughout the conversation, Fred emphasizes respect for the land, the people who live closest to it, and the beings that may share it. He calls on more Alaskans—especially Indigenous voices who have kept these stories quietly within families—to come forward. By gathering and comparing accounts, Fred believes we can better understand the patterns, behavior, and purpose of these encounters, and maybe finally bring clarity to one of Alaska’s most enduring mysteries.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Now one of your pudding. I got a string going
on here, something just because my dog. Something killed your dog.
My dog. We're flying through the air over the tree.
I don't know how it did it, Okay, Damn, I'm
really confused. All I saw was my dog coming over
the fence and he was dead. And once you hit
the ground like, I didn't see any cars. All I
saw was my dog coming over the fence. Sat, what
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are you putting? We got some wonder or something crawling
around out here? Did you see what it was? Or
was it was? Standing enough? I'm out here looking through
the window now and I don't see anything. I don't
want to go outside. Jesus Quice, you better hello, get
(01:03):
somebody out here.
Speaker 2 (01:05):
What went on out there?
Speaker 1 (01:06):
I've thought of a bit of about six ft nine.
I don't know. You see him out there? Yeah, I'm
right away. Oh.
Speaker 2 (01:12):
Readings from Alaska Red Roll Curry, young tribal console member
from doing Him Alaska quick update. I did the interview
yesterday with one of my relatives on camera. He didn't
like being on camera. I told him if he wanted
to remain anonymous, that's fine too. It's not in our culture.
So as a little gun shy as far as being
on camera, which I understand. I just don't care what
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anyone thinks because there's too much of this stuff going
on to just keep ignoring. You'll hear him tell what
he's been through. Me and him, we've known each other
since knee I I have elementary school yearbooks wearing them together.
He's a relative of mine, and we grew up over
in Bristol Bay, commercial salmon fisherman and all that stuff.
One thing I wanted to touch on is usually when
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stuff happens like that to any of us out in
the bush, First Nation, we discussed it amongst each other
a little bit, but once we get back to the village,
it's not something we go downtown. Hey we saw Harryman
up there. It's just not what we do. Having someone
else share is important to me, because, like I've said,
these things that happen out in the bush are not
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unique to me. I am nothing special when it comes
to having encounters. I've had several myself, but it's not me.
It's the area. He shocked me when I asked him, Hey,
you've got any good Harry Man stories? Just shooting in
the dark? He had called me and wanted to get
something to eat when he came into town from dealing here,
I agreed to go get something to eat. I asked him,
(02:38):
as we're getting off the phone, by chancing any good
Harryman stories, And the first thing out of his mouth
was New Yakuk River. I'll leave it at that. It
was not a friendly encounter. I'll let him say it
in his own words. He'll the off camera and it's
just going to be campfire style. I'm just gonna chop
it up with them, and it's not gonna be like
what day, what time. It's not even like that. We're
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too close for that kind of interaction. It's just going
to be natural and casual. I feel it's more honest
that way. It doesn't feel forest or directed or scripted.
I'd just rather him just tell it. How are you
spelling it? But while I'm here, I have something I
wanted to share back in It was nineteen ninety eight.
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It was the last time I attempted to stay year
round in Dillingham, just because the job opportunities were just
not doable. Me and I we'll call him William. I
reached out to him. I wanted to try to get
him to talk about this experience. Me and William we
went chicken hunting. He picked me up where I was
staying and doing him there and we went out to
Lake Road. Now spruce chickens back then, fifty hundred of
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them on the side of the road. It is not uncommon.
We call them dumb chickens because you can get out,
check a rock and get one that type of thing.
So we're actually just going out to be social, hangout,
do our village boy thing or whatever. We get to
thirteen mile gravel pit on Electing Get Road and as
we're pulling in there, they had started blocking it off,
but there's trails around it for four wheelers and snow
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machines in the winter time. So we pull up to
the gate, he kills the angine and we decide we're
going to hike to the back of the pit check
out this little pond that accumulated from melting. They developed
pond back in there, and he wanted to check it out.
Someone had said of beaver was moving in there or something.
So we get back in there and it's a good
two hundred yards to the back of the pit. It's
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approximately seventy five yards wide and then off to the
left it has this huge mound of overburden that had
been pushed off to the side to access more gravel
and whatnot. So as Williams walk and he handed me
a little fujifilm insta camera thing. It click disposable kind.
He just turned on the whole thing to get processed. Well,
he had it too many goes, I'm going to vote
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the other side of the pond, and I want you
to take a picture of me. I'm going to walk
out halfway into the pond up to my knees because
he had on some hip waiters and he goes trying
to squat down and get the perspective like I'm dead
center in the middle of this pond. And I was like, okay, yeah,
it was just something he wanted to do. I thought
nothing of it. We were armed. All I had was
like a nine milimeter and a little holster, a little
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smith and wise and just noisemaker. Really not discounting the
nine millimeter, but here in Alaska nine milimeters you use
that on people. So as I'm talking to him and
he's walking around, I was like, well, like an old lady,
we're guys. We bust eacha oller's chops constantly. So he
gets around there and he goes, I don't have a
good spot, and I wasn't paying attention to him, honestly,
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I was doing something. I had heard something back by
the truck, almost like someone slamming the door of the truck.
That don't happen in Dilly here. Typically someone's not going
to go rummish through your vehicle and it's parked on
the side of the road. Not typically, at least not
back then. So I looked back at the truck and
I'm not paying attention to him. And as I'm looking
at the truck trying to figure out what that sound
came from, Coblue, I heard a splash. So I thought,
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oh shit, William Vilkin in the pond. So I turned around.
I'm getting the little Fuji throwing out of my pocket
to get a picture of him. So I turned around,
the ponds rippling from whatever splashed in there, and he's
standing there, pale white. Click. I took the picture. I
just took it just because it all happened so quickly,
and I was whinding it and I was like, what
did you throw in?
Speaker 1 (06:17):
Yeah?
Speaker 2 (06:17):
All he had to do was get my attention and
he goes, I didn't throw anything in that came from
up the hill. I was like, I did tumble down
on some him. I didn't hear it because normally here
it wasn't that kind of deal. He had this look
on his face. They said, did you throw it? Are
you missing with what's going on? And he goes, I
don't know, but I don't feel right. And so I
started to just sense in the area because we're down
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in the bottom of this pit and we got walls
around us and trees behind him. So there's a little
bit of a bluff of the overburdened line and it's
about a four foot height tip where the grass and
the trees and with the rest of the top soll
begins and then pushes back. So I'm discussing with them,
and at this time I'll continue around the pond to
come to where he is now. He had brought a
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firearm as well, but he left it in the truck.
I had a nine millimeter on my hip just make noise,
scare bear off. The only rifle he had was like
a little four ten for the dumb chickens, the spruce chicken.
So as I'm talking to him where I had gone.
The trees were behind me now, so I'm basically facing
back the direction I was just at with him in
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between me and this little pond, and I'm like, hey,
are you messing with me?
Speaker 1 (07:25):
Man?
Speaker 2 (07:25):
Because this ain't cool. I don't want to have something
out here chucking rocks at us. And I brought up
the Harry Man. He goes, I think it was a
Harry Matt and I laughed because I wasn't mocking him.
I just didn't get any sense of danger because typically
the pressure changes. And I'm like, so, what makes you
think it's a Harry Man? And he points back behind
over my shoulder. I thought he was joking. When I
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turned around, there's birch tree, a spruce tree, and then
a little thing of I think they'd be poplars older
or something like that, A little batch of those, and
they were grouped and fanned out up towards the top,
almost like a willow. Behind this willow right offset from
these two, this birch and this spruce tree was a
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very big dark shadow swinging back and forth. Now, if
you were to initially look at this shadow moving, it
would appear it was shadow blowing the wind and the
leaves and the trees and stuff, because it looked very fluid,
like it was happening in nature, but it was the Harryman.
I was stuck. I knew what I was seeing, and
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I knew what was going on. I had already drawn
the nine millimeter and I was asking him. I was like,
do you think it is going to follow us back
to the truck? Should I shoot it? And he's not
saying nothing to me. I hear him walking behind me,
and he goes over and he picks up this rock
and he goes, I'm gonna throw a rock at I'm
going to try to scare it off to give us
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time to get back. Because we had almost two hundred
yards to get back to the truck. We had a
distance to go, and this thing was fifty feet away
at most, and it was on an elevated position from us.
I was against throwing the rock. I said, don't throw
that rock. Let's just back out. I'll wing shots over
its head, but let's get to the truck. Let's get
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the hell out of here. Now we go a spruce
chicken hunting at dusk, so it's moving towards darkness, and
I don't want to freaking be out there. This thing's
over there. It's doing this number back and forth, and
then this kind of like a squirrel chatter, but in
the cadence of a squirrel chatter, but with popping like
a like that. But it was very fast, very I
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can't even imitate it. It was unreal fast. It's still
clicking pop sound. And so I tell William, I'm like,
let's just slowly, let's start walking. You walk backwards, keep
your eye on it. I'm gonna guide you, and then
we'll switch. I'll turn around, I'll watch it, and then
you guide us. So we keep an eye on the scene.
I brought up to him. I said, also look around
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when you're not looking directly at when you're the one leading,
look check our flanks. Make sure there's none moving around us. Now,
when I speak of these things and how they operate
and how they seem to move, now this is all speculation.
I'm not an expert on this shit. But one thing
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I've noticed is typically not all the time, but for
the most part, if one's letting you see it, there's
others around, right. So I talked them out of throwing
the rock, and we're back and why And the whole time,
this thing's just doing this number, just swam back and
forth every once in a while, doing that kind of sound.
It didn't like lunch or do any any kind of
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sudden like aggressive stuff per se. Just this mere presence
was the feeling in the air. It's hard to explain
when you can sit there and stare at something and
it's not saying anything to you, but yet you're in
the presence of something that puts a fear in you
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that you can't shave. You can't sit there and make
something good of it. I only say these things because
this is what I've experienced in Alaska. Let me be clear,
I'm not trying to speak anything on Lower forty eight.
You guys got generational populations that have been through those areas,
so far different dynamic as far as overall population and
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potential interaction. Up Here in Alaska, we're so isolated. I
think that's a contributing factor to how aggressive they get,
because they haven't had the outside of the villagers and
stuff that from what I'm told, they snatch us, eat
us all this stuff. Anyway, let me continue. I'm sorry
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I go off on tangents every once in a while.
I apologize. I just want people to understand that up
here in Alaska, it's not roll one, not unique to me,
and to this creature up here, it doesn't seem to
want anything to do with it, which hey, is probably
getting shot at all the time, honestly. So we're back
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in the way, William decides I'm going to toss this
rock down when he gets rid of the rock out
of his hand, because I had him, Hey, just make
sure I'm not going to trip over anything. I want
to keep an eye on it until we get a
little further away, since I had the gun in my hand. Now,
as I'm walking backwards and I told him check our
fights and everything, he's looking in the pit. He's looking
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left ring the pit. Right at the bottom of the pit.
The pit, the walls go up and there's trees up there.
So I'm puny. Look up the hills too. Now, as
I say look up the hills too, we hear a
god awful scream coming from back by that damn truck
where we're going. I didn't know whether to shit or
go blind, because at this point they usually shake a
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tree scream you leave the area. They stay at a
certain distance typically, but they let it be known that
they don't want you around. They'll throw stuff, shake a tree,
break lambs, that type of stuff. We heard the scream
and all our our plans went out the window, as
far as we're going to take terms of lead frog
and paying attention. Look at it now, no la shit.
We immediately start just Paul asking towards the truck. Now,
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the scream just came from that direction. But for us,
if we could get to the truck, that means we
could get out of there. And so William is booking.
I've seen this guy run before. He was running, so
I was keeping up. And we get up by the
truck and off in the side, just off to our
left where that screen came from, because we got the
iron fence, the two swinging iron gates for the pit,
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and we're on the opposite side of that, and off
to the left the tree line starts and then it
goes up a burn that wraps that wall back towards
the pond where we were just behind us. So about
halfway up this incline, just in the tree line, I've
seen it. It was sitting there doing this number, just
bobbing then looking back and forth just doing this. There
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was something in the looking its eye. It didn't come
at us, but the way it was looking it wasn't
just like looking at as curious just looking at our form.
It was looking me in my eyes. As soon as
I saw it. It looked directly at me. There was
nothing there as far as it was obviously intelligent. But
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what I mean by nothing there is it looked like
dead black eyes just staring a hole through me. Knowing
it was a little further away and not immediately by
the truck. All this happened in a brief second as
we're running along and I glanced up and then I
made eye contact and I was doing a thing or
whatever doing this number. All this happened relatively quickly because
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we ran slid under the gate, jumked in the truck,
and I'm trying to look up the hill at the
one I deem it is more of a threat. It's closer.
This type of thing, the one that was at the
back of the pit that he saw over my shoulder,
it was actually in the middle of the pit for
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more sasquatch out to see. We'll be right back after
these messages, and I had this Pouji film camera, So
I'm like, I'm gonna get a picture of that. I'm
getting it ready to go. As I'm getting ready, at
the windshields all filthy. It's dolling him. This is back
before the road was paved all the way out to
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the lakes, so there's a lot of dust and grime
and stuff. As I was going to hop out to
take a picture of this, saying out in the middle
of the pit. We had a camera, why not, I'm
getting ready to jump out the door to at least
open it up and get outside to get a clear
picture of it without the filthy windshield. I went to
grab the doorknob and William grabbed my leg and shook it,
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and I looked over at him three feet roughly from
his door. I couldn't even see it all the way,
but there was another one standing next to the truck
on his side, so we just left. He backed out
of there. We almost got stuck backing out because we
flew across like rode into the opposite ditch and hand
to ride the ditch until he could make it up
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back up onto the road. That was creepy from the
standpoint of They basically had us encircled now there's an
argument to be made, if they really wanted to hurt us,
we wouldn't have made it out of the pit. And
fair enough, well, what was the point of them showing themselves?
What was the point of the eye contact. There's so
many unknowns with this, That's why it bothers me, and
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I'm trying to coax my fellow First Nations. Come forward,
share what you've seen, Let's get some data together, Let's
see if there's something we can figure out about it.
Because there's so many unknowns, it's all speculation. I can
assume what they wanted. I can assume it was bad.
I can assume a lot of things. Grant you, I'm biased,
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so I immediately swing to it was nefarious. It was
trying to size us up to get us. But that's me,
and that's not fair to the situation. It's just how
I felt inside with how this stuff was transpiring. And
in many of the cases, like when we were attacked
on the nuw Yakuk, I've heard several people say, hey,
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they didn't hurt you, they could have got you. You
weren't hurt. I say bullshit. I no longer have a
relationship with those family members. They were a large part
of my life up to that point. I missed them
and I love them. That whole thing separated us because
I wanted to talk about it and they didn't. It
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does a lot of damage to keep these kind of
things in. I know, it's really easy for people to
just fluff at all their just stories and blah blah blah. Yeah,
I understand this could be skeptical, but everyone wants to
see one until they do, and then when they do,
they want nothing else to do. Was going back out
in the woods. Typically, none of this crap is unique
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to me. There are so many of us from the
remote villages that have had encounters that to an outside
person would seem Jesus outland as shit. You got these
guys claiming all this stuff is going on, but yet
there's no news reports of this and that. Yeah, and
there's a reason why the ridicule. No one wants to
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be looked at as, oh, that's that guy that goes
and talks to Harry Man. Because even though ninety eight
percent of the villagers know the hairy Man's real, maybe
two percent will acknowledge it. That's all socially pressed because
they feel they're going to be mocked or ridiculed. I'm
forty six now, I'm over given that shit what anyone thinks.
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I'm just going to tell what I know, share what
I've experienced, and hopefully encourage others to come forth with
what they have. You can remain anonymous, you come on
a camera however you want to do it. But I
want the Alaskan based stuff to be shared. All these
outside entities bringing this Hollywood garbage hype to every aspect
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of Alaska. They use just enough truth that's compelling to
get people to come back for the next episode, promising
meat and potatoes, and you don't even end up with
potato skins. At the end of the series, We'll see
how it goes. I wanted to share with you something
that was shared with me around the campfire back in
two thousand and five at hunting camp. Now, this particular
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incident happened off the Quejack River. An elder that shared
this with me, who since passed, was very adamant in
telling us younger guys, don't go into the woods alone,
don't whistle. I'll explain why he gave us that advice.
So this was back in oh sixty seven, sixty eight
somewhere in that general area, if I remember correctly. Now,
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they were doing prospecting bear hunt. Basically, they were out
and about is what it boils down to. He was
trying to feed us a line of whatever we know
the business. He was upriver up to Queijack, which connects
Lake Illam, the largest lake in the state, to Bristol Bay.
That lake is so big, and with it being connected
to the Queenjack, you can get a resident harbor seal population,
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Sea lions, belugas go up in. They're chasing salmon. It's
an awesome place, just vast Alaska's so big. So they're
on the west side of the Queenjack. I forget the
name of the creek offhand. It was a native named creek,
and there's a lot of Queues, more consonants than vowels,
will put it that way. So they're about twelve miles
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he said from the Queen Jack west. He didn't specify
exactly how far below Iliono they were, but he said
it was sparsely wooded. So they were back in there
having a good time doing what Indians do out in
the woods. They had found a trail and this particular
trail was well worn, and they're like, this almost looks
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like someone's path to get water because of where there
was a natural spring not too far away from where
this path ended. So they decided they wanted to explore it.
So they bring their firearms and they just dropping along,
not necessarily looking for any sign in particular, just enjoying
a nice beautiful day. Now, this path is just windy
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through berry patches, grub, the tundra and scrub brush and
into the black spruce and cottonwoods and what have you.
So just as they were coming around a couple of
these islands of black spruce and the way the trail cut,
they noticed something moved and it was almost like it
was just out of sight because the trees are over here,
and as they're coming around, this thing was moving around too.
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So they were just catching glimpses of something dark moving
on the trail ahead of them, and it was only
thirty five forty yards in front of them. So they're like, oh,
So they start calling out. They thought it was someone
and this was their path, and so they were hey
over here. No response, So they continue around this little
escurve in the trail, and once they get up to
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where they should be able to see this person, because
where or the vantage point they had. Once they came
around the bind, it was open except for the trees
immediately to their right. And these weren't very big ones.
They're black spruce and whatnot. It was basically scrub timber.
He said. The tallest tree must have been about fifteen
feet tall. So they were looking around and this island
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of trees wasn't too dense, and so they're like, he
must be hiding. He's got to be hiding, because the
trail continued on in the open tundrad before it reached
a bigger timber a little further away. So they decided
they split up a little bit. There was three people
in the group. They decided to take a look. Hey,
you look over here, I'll look over this ridge here,
and this elder he goes up on the ridge to
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look to see because they knew the trail was wrapping
around they could see it wrap around this little rise.
So he went up on top of the rise to
see what was on the other side. On the other
side was huge beaver pond and a small creek that
kind of wound back into the bigger timber. Now as
he's up there, he hears screaming behind him, coming from
just where they were standing moments ago, next to the
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small stand of the black spruce and whatnot. His hunting
partner that was with them was on the ground, laying
with his on his back, putting his hands up sid
no screaming out. The other guy that was with them
wasn't that far away, starts firing into the trees, basically
shooting right over there buddy, and his buddy was on
the ground. He wasn't moving, but this guy's popping shots
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and he knows they're not shooting for nothing, so immediately
he turns around. He's blessing a football field away and
he's running down and he's looking to see what they're
shooting at, and he notices trees just starting to Then
they hear a loud scream. The guy that was on
the ground starts firing from a laid back position, shooting
into the trees, and all of a sudden, the trees
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just explode, and this huge hairy man just takes off
running the direction of the beaver pond. The elder takes
aim Boom boom, takes a few shots. They don't think
they hit it because it was gone. It was moving.
So he immediately he runs right back up that rise,
and when he gets there, this thing jumped in the
beaver pond and disappeared. Cobluche gone. So immediately they're all
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posted up on this rise. They're all watching this rise.
They got their guns trained. They're just looking for air bubbles.
They wanted to kill it. I can't explain why I
didn't ask. I just listened. So they're watching the pond
and it's getting on in the dark, and they realized,
we need to set up camp. We don't even know
where this thing is. It hasn't come out of the water.
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It probably drowned itself. Maybe we hid it in along
and then it went under, and maybe it'll be floating
tomorrow morning. So they go back down near the stand
of trees where they were just firing on this thing
at and they decided that's the place they want to
stay because there's a couple already down spruce trees they
could use for firewood, and they would just moneyuk right
there and go to sleep by the fire and wait
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for the morning to come. So as they're walking down
now they'd been watching this pond from this rise directly
behind him about i'd say seventy yards is roughly where
he said the trail was. And it's just a larger
island of the black spruce and all that kind of stuff,
and one island, I mean, they're sticking up out of
the tundra. They're a little isolated island of small black
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spruce and various other little scrubrush. So they get set up,
they get a fire going. Now it had only been
a half hour, and they decide to go back up
and look. And now it's getting it's not dark yet,
but it's getting on into dark. He decided, I'll go
along and be quiet. You guys wait right here. He
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goes up on the rise, and as he gets onto
the rise and kind of peeks over to see if
there's any movement, he sees it right next to the
beaver pond, looking right at him, almost like he was
just waiting. The harry man was sitting there waiting and
knew he was going to be peeking right there, because
he said, as soon as he comes over the rise,
immediate eye contact. So as he's looking at it, he's
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going to put a shot right between its eyes. His
word's not mine, so he raises his rifle and it
dives back into the beaver pond. Now he figures, okay,
it's holding its breath and this is the game is
going to play, So I'm gonna retreat back to camp.
We'll deal with it in better light, and he does.
He heads back to camp. Now, before he even gets
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to camp, gunshots start going off again into the same
standard trees they were literally right next to at this
point camping out. The same hairy man was in the trees.
So there had to been some kind of underground water
source for this sinc to jump into the beaver pond
and moments later came out of somewhere behind this stand
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of trees in another part of the marshy tundra and
is now in the trees. His hunting partners saw it
soaking wet and water falling off of it when it
was making a ruckus before they started shooting again. Can
you imagine you see something jumping a beaver pond and
then all of a sudden, a moment later, it's behind
you almost one hundred yards and your buddies are firing
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on it. He could only deduce that there was some
underground tunnel or water connecting way, which is very viable.
Anyone's been on the marshy tundra in Alaska, Nos, it's
like a vegetative waterbed, so it's totally plausible. Now he's
literally running and tripping and falling over these tundras. They
got these little mounds that kind of kick up, these
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little mounds of turf, of mossy, very little berry shrubs
and stuff like that. So he's making his way and
he's kind of panic stricken because this thing just jumped
in the pond and now his hunting partners are firing
on it, and this thing is just screaming up and
just making all sorts of rap. It would be unnerving,
but these are some salty dogs. They didn't stop firing.
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One of them did because he ran out of ammo,
and this elder and the other guy were shooting the
same weapons, so they still had plenty of ammo. And
as soon as he got to a spot where he
saw a movement, he started firing into the bush. Now
it's getting on in the dark, and as soon as
he started pitching in with the firing on this thing,
it went silent. They didn't see it move anymore. It
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just went silent, so they thought, oh, okay, we killed it.
They didn't have a good enough light source to go
in to the there's a little island of trees to
fetch it and drag it out. So they figured, let's
move a little further away from the trees and reset
up camp and set a new fire over here. So
they do that, and gosh, the brass ones to have
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this happen and go, okay, we'll wait. We'll just move
a little bit of ways away. And so they decided
that they're going to take turns keeping an eye on
this particular area because they know that's the last place
they've seen it. And they're all set up, and this
particular elder takes first watch the whole time they got
tunnel vision on this island of trees. Periodically, of course,
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he would check his six and look around because they're
in a more open part of the tundra, so they're
able to easily see around three hundred and sixty degrees. However,
behind them is that rise that goes up, and on
the back side of that a good fifty yards is
the big old beaver pond. So he's cognizant of that.
He's really he knows that the potential of it going
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back in behind the tree line and wherever marsh it
came out of, and then going back to the beaver
pond and coming out over there is very high. But
he was confident this thing was dead because all the
sound and everything stopped like it had just died. His
word's not mine. So he's doing his thing. He's keeping
an eye out. He does his first watch, no problem.
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He wakes up the other guy. Now Guy number three
has no more AMMO for his rifle. It's miles and
miles back to where they parked the skiff on the
river bank of the Queen Jack, so he's not going
to be of any help with that rifle. So him
and the other guy had made plans. I'll hold the gun.
They had it worked out basically, so I'm not going
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to go into the finer details. It just bogs it down.
Second guy takes his watch. He's had to have been
a couple hours into it, and stay tuned for more.
Sa squatch out to see will be right back after
these messages. Now, this elder said that he heard a
very sorrowful, moaning, growling kind of sound. He imitated it,
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but I'm not even gonna try it, So just envision
a moaning, growling, screechy type sound. And it wasn't coming
from the beaver pond direction or this other direction where
the stand of trees were. It was coming from pretty
damn far away. He didn't want to guestimate, but he
said it had been at least a couple miles away
that they heard it, and it was coming from the
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bigger timber further to the west. Now, anyone who's been
out on Alaska tundra, especially down south central, they know
what I'm talking about. There's the Muskeg, which is swampy,
marshy tundra, and then you got these stands of black
spruce and whatnot, and they're just dotted all over, especially
in certain areas. It's just all over the place. So
that's the kind of train it is. And there's a
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couple of these little islands between that big timber further
to the west and where they are with that moaning,
grounding sound. He had got a couple hours sleep, so
he was a little more rejuvenated, so he joined his
hunting partner and keeping an eye out because now there's
been activity, there's a sound, and they want to be
sure that they're on top of it. They just shot
at this thing. They're thinking there's some get back coming.
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There's another hairy man coming. There definitely was. As they're
discussing what they're going to do, because they're assuming this
thing is dead in the trees, and they're talking about
how they're going to get it out of the trees.
So they decide, they're talking a monkey each other, that
we're going to cut it up into pieces and we'll
drag it back to the skiff piece by piece, because
they knew it was big. And so as they're discussing this,
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they hear that moaning growling sound again, this time way closer, like,
way closer, and it should be in a spot where
they could see it. And so they're training their eyes
and it is pretty dark, and they got the fire
going behind them because they don't want to look at
the fire directly and have it ruined their night visions.
So they have the fire to their back and they're
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looking out into the darkness and being smart about it. Now,
as he explained it, he had some snuff, the kind
of you snort or something. Forget the name of it.
There's a Yupik name but it's basically tame. It's made
from a fungus that grows on birch. Anyway, so they
had that and they were sharing some of it, and
they weren't worried, so they started discussing some of their
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old trips and stuff. They were just chopping it up
a couple buddies. Then they hear that same scream at
the same distance, and this time it caught their attention
because now they see the figure. And he said, it
must have been about four hundred yards away, and this
thing was huge, very big. It was on fairly dark,
but this thing was darker than the dark, so its
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movement stood out and they noticed it was running and
then it would stop, and then it would run back
and then once it got back to the same side.
Let me preface this. There was a small tree island,
one of these little tree islands, and the that it
was running back and forth behind it looked like but
what was happening in reality is it would run back
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over here and then once it got back to the
other side, it would scream. But little did they know,
they're focused on that thing behind them on the trail
that s curved, little trail that they came around one
of those smaller islands of trees. They hear a snaps,
their attention off with the scream, and then they look
over that direction. Now it's on in the dark, so
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they can't really make anything out. Now their trail back
to the skiff is blocked something big screaming over there,
and they're assuming something's dead right over there. So they
know there's trouble coming and they don't know what to
do about it at this point because they have nowhere
to go. Now. The cracking sound and whatnot was one
of these things breaking a tree, and they kept hearing
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this kind of sound like something flailing through the air,
and it was landing in the trees in front of them.
So the one their back trail on that little s
curve of the trail is chucking pieces of timber into
the other stand of trees where they had been firing
on the one. Now they're being heavily distracted here. There's
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grunts and noises coming, there's stuff flying, and periodically the
elder that shared this with me is looking back over
in the direction of the big dark when they saw
screaming and running back and forth as a distraction. Now
when he looks back, he doesn't see anything. And then
they hear that screaming moan sound again, and this time
it sounds like it's right up next to that trees
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in front of them, and so they're trying to figure
out what the hell as that's going on. Again, they
hear that, and this tree was thrown land went right
over their heads and landed right behind them in the
direction of that beaver pond and the rise that was
behind them. And immediately they're shook. They're like, oh, this
changes things. Now they're throwing stuff at us. Now. Unbeknownst
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to them, this is twenty twenty high on his part.
They were distracting them because they were going to get
their injured buddy out of the trees. So when they
were distracted the big one that was making the moaning
groaning that initially distracted them in the distance, they turned
around to see it dragging the injured buddy back in
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the direction of the big timber to the west. Immediately
they opened fire. They just start shooting. They emptied both rifles,
and at that point when they first started shooting, the
bigger one was helping the smaller, more injured one. They
disappeared into the darkness out of view. So immediately they're
reloading looking in the direction that the thing was throwing
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sticks from. They couldn't see anything. It was pitch black.
But they started hearing this huff and grunting coming directly
towards them up the trail. Now, remember this is an
S curve trailer and it's dark, so they could hear it.
And then when the S curve got behind the patch
of trees, it muffled the sound. And this thing came
from that hidden point on the S curved trail up
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into the trees where they had fired on the hairy
man just earlier. Now, when it got into that standard trees,
the pieces of wood it was throwing over into there.
Who knows why, no idea why it was throwing these
pieces of wood into the stand of trees. However, once
it got into that position, they were shooting at sounds
periodically of the movement. This thing started throwing these pieces
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of wood that it threw from the one little stand
of trees to the other one directly at them, very accurately.
One of the pieces hit his hunting partner in the
shoulder and knocked him back almost into the fire. The
other buddy was woken up by this. Of course, he
has no AMMO for his rifle, so all he can
do is start popping shots with his pistol. Again, it
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was only a twenty two pistol, just for small game.
That's very common. A lot of people have a small
game rifle always with them, especially the natives, a rouse
and rab and whatever. So he's ready with his old
pistol and they're all watching the stand of trees. As
these trees are coming in at them, they split up
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a little bit. They wanted to be moving targets. They
didn't want to stand still. Now, when he's expressing this
to me, this is the only point of the story
where he said he really felt fearful. The rest of
it was just let's deal with this. And at this
point it got fearful for him because as they were
dodging these incoming pieces of broken tree, it was like
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hitting the fire to put the fire out, That's what
he assumed. So what they did was they were trying
to make a torch real quick because they realized we
got to go. We'll just make a torch out of
this and we'll make a go for the boat. Dark
or not, we'll have a torch. They had no flashlights
with them because typically they weren't doing anything at night. Now,
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as they're fashioning this torch out of a torn sleeve
off of one of their flannel shirts, they dipped it
in some of the whiskey they had. Did they dipped
it in some of the whiskey get it lit. But
once they got it lit, there's still smaller pieces of
this debris flying in at them periodically. It's not a
constant bombard minutes, every so often their piece coming and
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noise being made, so again they're distracted. Now, just as
they get done lighting up this torch and turning around
to decide how they're going to cut down and get
back onto that trail and follow it out to their skiff,
they turn around and the light from their torch reveals
dancing fire in some black eyes about fifteen feet away.
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Twenty feet away. One came up from behind as they
were distracted, and it was basically just right over there. Thankfully,
the trail they had to go to was off to
their left from the direction they were standing, towards the
rise and the beaver pond they were at, so they
turn the noise had subsided once they saw the one
in front of them would was behind them, but now
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in front of them. The noise behind them had subsided
and they heard it run off in the direction of
the big timber. So now they're like, okay, let's go.
And as they're backing down to the little s curve trail,
this thing would stay that same distance. Now they got
this torch going. It's not very bright, and they're back
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walking with this torch out in front while ones keeping
a gun trained on it. They didn't want to shoot
them anymore. They realized they didn't want to do that.
They wanted to go, and so they got past the
escurve part. The whole time, this thing's twenty twenty five
feet away, not making a sound. Everything around was dead quiet,
not making a sound, just staring at them, every once
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in a while, moving its head a little bit, but
other than that, it was just They would move and
it would just move forward and stop. They would keep moving,
and once it would start moving, they would stop, getting
ready for attack. But that wasn't the case. This thing
basically escorted them but three minles doing this exact same thing,
and then finally screamed at him, kicked him around on
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the ground and grabbed tufts of earth and whatnot, and
was just throwing it up in the air wild just
making a weird display, and then turned around and just
disappeared into the darkness, running away from them. Oh goodness, gracious.
I've been in some Harry encounters, but certain ones like
these kind of experiences. They have this real There's many
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ways you could look at it. Were they initially curious?
Did we make mistakes shooting it? Was it an organized thing?
They didn't know. It's all speculation, but it bothered him,
probably till his dying day. But again, he shared this
with us at hunting camp. There's so many variables with
these things. Sometimes they're killing people, sometimes they're eating them,
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and sometimes they're pushing people out, And without any definitive answers,
it just leaves this open thing. I don't know if
all of them up here are killers. Never had or
heard of a good experience, nothing peaceful in nature. There
was always a predatory overtone to most of what I've
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shared so far and what I've been told over my lifetime.
Be careful in the woods.
Speaker 3 (41:12):
They say you don't gotta go home, but.
Speaker 2 (41:16):
You can't stay.
Speaker 3 (41:22):
I don't want to be. We're all uppen. Try this
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job that chart everything. Pride back, joy for me, joy,
stay right away. Concerns inside things consists aside inside and
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still start, said sass. Side side inside inside, stay still
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as fast, stay pass bas and fins and fans used
PST PST
Now one of your pudding. I got a string going
on here, something just because my dog. Something killed your dog.
My dog. We're flying through the air over the tree.
I don't know how it did it, Okay, Damn, I'm
really confused. All I saw was my dog coming over
the fence and he was dead. And once you hit
the ground like, I didn't see any cars. All I
saw was my dog coming over the fence. Sat, what
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are you putting? We got some wonder or something crawling
around out here? Did you see what it was? Or
was it was? Standing enough? I'm out here looking through
the window now and I don't see anything. I don't
want to go outside. Jesus Quice, you better hello, get
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somebody out here.
Speaker 2 (01:05):
What went on out there?
Speaker 1 (01:06):
I've thought of a bit of about six ft nine.
I don't know. You see him out there? Yeah, I'm
right away. Oh.
Speaker 2 (01:12):
Readings from Alaska Red Roll Curry, young tribal console member
from doing Him Alaska quick update. I did the interview
yesterday with one of my relatives on camera. He didn't
like being on camera. I told him if he wanted
to remain anonymous, that's fine too. It's not in our culture.
So as a little gun shy as far as being
on camera, which I understand. I just don't care what
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anyone thinks because there's too much of this stuff going
on to just keep ignoring. You'll hear him tell what
he's been through. Me and him, we've known each other
since knee I I have elementary school yearbooks wearing them together.
He's a relative of mine, and we grew up over
in Bristol Bay, commercial salmon fisherman and all that stuff.
One thing I wanted to touch on is usually when
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stuff happens like that to any of us out in
the bush, First Nation, we discussed it amongst each other
a little bit, but once we get back to the village,
it's not something we go downtown. Hey we saw Harryman
up there. It's just not what we do. Having someone
else share is important to me, because, like I've said,
these things that happen out in the bush are not
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unique to me. I am nothing special when it comes
to having encounters. I've had several myself, but it's not me.
It's the area. He shocked me when I asked him, Hey,
you've got any good Harry Man stories? Just shooting in
the dark? He had called me and wanted to get
something to eat when he came into town from dealing here,
I agreed to go get something to eat. I asked him,
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as we're getting off the phone, by chancing any good
Harryman stories, And the first thing out of his mouth
was New Yakuk River. I'll leave it at that. It
was not a friendly encounter. I'll let him say it
in his own words. He'll the off camera and it's
just going to be campfire style. I'm just gonna chop
it up with them, and it's not gonna be like
what day, what time. It's not even like that. We're
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too close for that kind of interaction. It's just going
to be natural and casual. I feel it's more honest
that way. It doesn't feel forest or directed or scripted.
I'd just rather him just tell it. How are you
spelling it? But while I'm here, I have something I
wanted to share back in It was nineteen ninety eight.
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It was the last time I attempted to stay year
round in Dillingham, just because the job opportunities were just
not doable. Me and I we'll call him William. I
reached out to him. I wanted to try to get
him to talk about this experience. Me and William we
went chicken hunting. He picked me up where I was
staying and doing him there and we went out to
Lake Road. Now spruce chickens back then, fifty hundred of
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them on the side of the road. It is not uncommon.
We call them dumb chickens because you can get out,
check a rock and get one that type of thing.
So we're actually just going out to be social, hangout,
do our village boy thing or whatever. We get to
thirteen mile gravel pit on Electing Get Road and as
we're pulling in there, they had started blocking it off,
but there's trails around it for four wheelers and snow
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machines in the winter time. So we pull up to
the gate, he kills the angine and we decide we're
going to hike to the back of the pit check
out this little pond that accumulated from melting. They developed
pond back in there, and he wanted to check it out.
Someone had said of beaver was moving in there or something.
So we get back in there and it's a good
two hundred yards to the back of the pit. It's
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approximately seventy five yards wide and then off to the
left it has this huge mound of overburden that had
been pushed off to the side to access more gravel
and whatnot. So as Williams walk and he handed me
a little fujifilm insta camera thing. It click disposable kind.
He just turned on the whole thing to get processed. Well,
he had it too many goes, I'm going to vote
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the other side of the pond, and I want you
to take a picture of me. I'm going to walk
out halfway into the pond up to my knees because
he had on some hip waiters and he goes trying
to squat down and get the perspective like I'm dead
center in the middle of this pond. And I was like, okay, yeah,
it was just something he wanted to do. I thought
nothing of it. We were armed. All I had was
like a nine milimeter and a little holster, a little
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smith and wise and just noisemaker. Really not discounting the
nine millimeter, but here in Alaska nine milimeters you use
that on people. So as I'm talking to him and
he's walking around, I was like, well, like an old lady,
we're guys. We bust eacha oller's chops constantly. So he
gets around there and he goes, I don't have a
good spot, and I wasn't paying attention to him, honestly,
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I was doing something. I had heard something back by
the truck, almost like someone slamming the door of the truck.
That don't happen in Dilly here. Typically someone's not going
to go rummish through your vehicle and it's parked on
the side of the road. Not typically, at least not
back then. So I looked back at the truck and
I'm not paying attention to him. And as I'm looking
at the truck trying to figure out what that sound
came from, Coblue, I heard a splash. So I thought,
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oh shit, William Vilkin in the pond. So I turned around.
I'm getting the little Fuji throwing out of my pocket
to get a picture of him. So I turned around,
the ponds rippling from whatever splashed in there, and he's
standing there, pale white. Click. I took the picture. I
just took it just because it all happened so quickly,
and I was whinding it and I was like, what
did you throw in?
Speaker 1 (06:17):
Yeah?
Speaker 2 (06:17):
All he had to do was get my attention and
he goes, I didn't throw anything in that came from
up the hill. I was like, I did tumble down
on some him. I didn't hear it because normally here
it wasn't that kind of deal. He had this look
on his face. They said, did you throw it? Are
you missing with what's going on? And he goes, I
don't know, but I don't feel right. And so I
started to just sense in the area because we're down
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in the bottom of this pit and we got walls
around us and trees behind him. So there's a little
bit of a bluff of the overburdened line and it's
about a four foot height tip where the grass and
the trees and with the rest of the top soll
begins and then pushes back. So I'm discussing with them,
and at this time I'll continue around the pond to
come to where he is now. He had brought a
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firearm as well, but he left it in the truck.
I had a nine millimeter on my hip just make noise,
scare bear off. The only rifle he had was like
a little four ten for the dumb chickens, the spruce chicken.
So as I'm talking to him where I had gone.
The trees were behind me now, so I'm basically facing
back the direction I was just at with him in
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between me and this little pond, and I'm like, hey,
are you messing with me?
Speaker 1 (07:25):
Man?
Speaker 2 (07:25):
Because this ain't cool. I don't want to have something
out here chucking rocks at us. And I brought up
the Harry Man. He goes, I think it was a
Harry Matt and I laughed because I wasn't mocking him.
I just didn't get any sense of danger because typically
the pressure changes. And I'm like, so, what makes you
think it's a Harry Man? And he points back behind
over my shoulder. I thought he was joking. When I
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turned around, there's birch tree, a spruce tree, and then
a little thing of I think they'd be poplars older
or something like that, A little batch of those, and
they were grouped and fanned out up towards the top,
almost like a willow. Behind this willow right offset from
these two, this birch and this spruce tree was a
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very big dark shadow swinging back and forth. Now, if
you were to initially look at this shadow moving, it
would appear it was shadow blowing the wind and the
leaves and the trees and stuff, because it looked very fluid,
like it was happening in nature, but it was the Harryman.
I was stuck. I knew what I was seeing, and
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I knew what was going on. I had already drawn
the nine millimeter and I was asking him. I was like,
do you think it is going to follow us back
to the truck? Should I shoot it? And he's not
saying nothing to me. I hear him walking behind me,
and he goes over and he picks up this rock
and he goes, I'm gonna throw a rock at I'm
going to try to scare it off to give us
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time to get back. Because we had almost two hundred
yards to get back to the truck. We had a
distance to go, and this thing was fifty feet away
at most, and it was on an elevated position from us.
I was against throwing the rock. I said, don't throw
that rock. Let's just back out. I'll wing shots over
its head, but let's get to the truck. Let's get
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the hell out of here. Now we go a spruce
chicken hunting at dusk, so it's moving towards darkness, and
I don't want to freaking be out there. This thing's
over there. It's doing this number back and forth, and
then this kind of like a squirrel chatter, but in
the cadence of a squirrel chatter, but with popping like
a like that. But it was very fast, very I
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can't even imitate it. It was unreal fast. It's still
clicking pop sound. And so I tell William, I'm like,
let's just slowly, let's start walking. You walk backwards, keep
your eye on it. I'm gonna guide you, and then
we'll switch. I'll turn around, I'll watch it, and then
you guide us. So we keep an eye on the scene.
I brought up to him. I said, also look around
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when you're not looking directly at when you're the one leading,
look check our flanks. Make sure there's none moving around us. Now,
when I speak of these things and how they operate
and how they seem to move, now this is all speculation.
I'm not an expert on this shit. But one thing
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I've noticed is typically not all the time, but for
the most part, if one's letting you see it, there's
others around, right. So I talked them out of throwing
the rock, and we're back and why And the whole time,
this thing's just doing this number, just swam back and
forth every once in a while, doing that kind of sound.
It didn't like lunch or do any any kind of
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sudden like aggressive stuff per se. Just this mere presence
was the feeling in the air. It's hard to explain
when you can sit there and stare at something and
it's not saying anything to you, but yet you're in
the presence of something that puts a fear in you
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that you can't shave. You can't sit there and make
something good of it. I only say these things because
this is what I've experienced in Alaska. Let me be clear,
I'm not trying to speak anything on Lower forty eight.
You guys got generational populations that have been through those areas,
so far different dynamic as far as overall population and
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potential interaction. Up Here in Alaska, we're so isolated. I
think that's a contributing factor to how aggressive they get,
because they haven't had the outside of the villagers and
stuff that from what I'm told, they snatch us, eat
us all this stuff. Anyway, let me continue. I'm sorry
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I go off on tangents every once in a while.
I apologize. I just want people to understand that up
here in Alaska, it's not roll one, not unique to me,
and to this creature up here, it doesn't seem to
want anything to do with it, which hey, is probably
getting shot at all the time, honestly. So we're back
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in the way, William decides I'm going to toss this
rock down when he gets rid of the rock out
of his hand, because I had him, Hey, just make
sure I'm not going to trip over anything. I want
to keep an eye on it until we get a
little further away, since I had the gun in my hand. Now,
as I'm walking backwards and I told him check our
fights and everything, he's looking in the pit. He's looking
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left ring the pit. Right at the bottom of the pit.
The pit, the walls go up and there's trees up there.
So I'm puny. Look up the hills too. Now, as
I say look up the hills too, we hear a
god awful scream coming from back by that damn truck
where we're going. I didn't know whether to shit or
go blind, because at this point they usually shake a
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tree scream you leave the area. They stay at a
certain distance typically, but they let it be known that
they don't want you around. They'll throw stuff, shake a tree,
break lambs, that type of stuff. We heard the scream
and all our our plans went out the window, as
far as we're going to take terms of lead frog
and paying attention. Look at it now, no la shit.
We immediately start just Paul asking towards the truck. Now,
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the scream just came from that direction. But for us,
if we could get to the truck, that means we
could get out of there. And so William is booking.
I've seen this guy run before. He was running, so
I was keeping up. And we get up by the
truck and off in the side, just off to our
left where that screen came from, because we got the
iron fence, the two swinging iron gates for the pit,
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and we're on the opposite side of that, and off
to the left the tree line starts and then it
goes up a burn that wraps that wall back towards
the pond where we were just behind us. So about
halfway up this incline, just in the tree line, I've
seen it. It was sitting there doing this number, just
bobbing then looking back and forth just doing this. There
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was something in the looking its eye. It didn't come
at us, but the way it was looking it wasn't
just like looking at as curious just looking at our form.
It was looking me in my eyes. As soon as
I saw it. It looked directly at me. There was
nothing there as far as it was obviously intelligent. But
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what I mean by nothing there is it looked like
dead black eyes just staring a hole through me. Knowing
it was a little further away and not immediately by
the truck. All this happened in a brief second as
we're running along and I glanced up and then I
made eye contact and I was doing a thing or
whatever doing this number. All this happened relatively quickly because
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we ran slid under the gate, jumked in the truck,
and I'm trying to look up the hill at the
one I deem it is more of a threat. It's closer.
This type of thing, the one that was at the
back of the pit that he saw over my shoulder,
it was actually in the middle of the pit for
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more sasquatch out to see. We'll be right back after
these messages, and I had this Pouji film camera, So
I'm like, I'm gonna get a picture of that. I'm
getting it ready to go. As I'm getting ready, at
the windshields all filthy. It's dolling him. This is back
before the road was paved all the way out to
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the lakes, so there's a lot of dust and grime
and stuff. As I was going to hop out to
take a picture of this, saying out in the middle
of the pit. We had a camera, why not, I'm
getting ready to jump out the door to at least
open it up and get outside to get a clear
picture of it without the filthy windshield. I went to
grab the doorknob and William grabbed my leg and shook it,
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and I looked over at him three feet roughly from
his door. I couldn't even see it all the way,
but there was another one standing next to the truck
on his side, so we just left. He backed out
of there. We almost got stuck backing out because we
flew across like rode into the opposite ditch and hand
to ride the ditch until he could make it up
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back up onto the road. That was creepy from the
standpoint of They basically had us encircled now there's an
argument to be made, if they really wanted to hurt us,
we wouldn't have made it out of the pit. And
fair enough, well, what was the point of them showing themselves?
What was the point of the eye contact. There's so
many unknowns with this, That's why it bothers me, and
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I'm trying to coax my fellow First Nations. Come forward,
share what you've seen, Let's get some data together, Let's
see if there's something we can figure out about it.
Because there's so many unknowns, it's all speculation. I can
assume what they wanted. I can assume it was bad.
I can assume a lot of things. Grant you, I'm biased,
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so I immediately swing to it was nefarious. It was
trying to size us up to get us. But that's me,
and that's not fair to the situation. It's just how
I felt inside with how this stuff was transpiring. And
in many of the cases, like when we were attacked
on the nuw Yakuk, I've heard several people say, hey,
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they didn't hurt you, they could have got you. You
weren't hurt. I say bullshit. I no longer have a
relationship with those family members. They were a large part
of my life up to that point. I missed them
and I love them. That whole thing separated us because
I wanted to talk about it and they didn't. It
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does a lot of damage to keep these kind of
things in. I know, it's really easy for people to
just fluff at all their just stories and blah blah blah. Yeah,
I understand this could be skeptical, but everyone wants to
see one until they do, and then when they do,
they want nothing else to do. Was going back out
in the woods. Typically, none of this crap is unique
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to me. There are so many of us from the
remote villages that have had encounters that to an outside
person would seem Jesus outland as shit. You got these
guys claiming all this stuff is going on, but yet
there's no news reports of this and that. Yeah, and
there's a reason why the ridicule. No one wants to
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be looked at as, oh, that's that guy that goes
and talks to Harry Man. Because even though ninety eight
percent of the villagers know the hairy Man's real, maybe
two percent will acknowledge it. That's all socially pressed because
they feel they're going to be mocked or ridiculed. I'm
forty six now, I'm over given that shit what anyone thinks.
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I'm just going to tell what I know, share what
I've experienced, and hopefully encourage others to come forth with
what they have. You can remain anonymous, you come on
a camera however you want to do it. But I
want the Alaskan based stuff to be shared. All these
outside entities bringing this Hollywood garbage hype to every aspect
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of Alaska. They use just enough truth that's compelling to
get people to come back for the next episode, promising
meat and potatoes, and you don't even end up with
potato skins. At the end of the series, We'll see
how it goes. I wanted to share with you something
that was shared with me around the campfire back in
two thousand and five at hunting camp. Now, this particular
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incident happened off the Quejack River. An elder that shared
this with me, who since passed, was very adamant in
telling us younger guys, don't go into the woods alone,
don't whistle. I'll explain why he gave us that advice.
So this was back in oh sixty seven, sixty eight
somewhere in that general area, if I remember correctly. Now,
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they were doing prospecting bear hunt. Basically, they were out
and about is what it boils down to. He was
trying to feed us a line of whatever we know
the business. He was upriver up to Queijack, which connects
Lake Illam, the largest lake in the state, to Bristol Bay.
That lake is so big, and with it being connected
to the Queenjack, you can get a resident harbor seal population,
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Sea lions, belugas go up in. They're chasing salmon. It's
an awesome place, just vast Alaska's so big. So they're
on the west side of the Queenjack. I forget the
name of the creek offhand. It was a native named creek,
and there's a lot of Queues, more consonants than vowels,
will put it that way. So they're about twelve miles
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he said from the Queen Jack west. He didn't specify
exactly how far below Iliono they were, but he said
it was sparsely wooded. So they were back in there
having a good time doing what Indians do out in
the woods. They had found a trail and this particular
trail was well worn, and they're like, this almost looks
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like someone's path to get water because of where there
was a natural spring not too far away from where
this path ended. So they decided they wanted to explore it.
So they bring their firearms and they just dropping along,
not necessarily looking for any sign in particular, just enjoying
a nice beautiful day. Now, this path is just windy
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through berry patches, grub, the tundra and scrub brush and
into the black spruce and cottonwoods and what have you.
So just as they were coming around a couple of
these islands of black spruce and the way the trail cut,
they noticed something moved and it was almost like it
was just out of sight because the trees are over here,
and as they're coming around, this thing was moving around too.
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So they were just catching glimpses of something dark moving
on the trail ahead of them, and it was only
thirty five forty yards in front of them. So they're like, oh,
So they start calling out. They thought it was someone
and this was their path, and so they were hey
over here. No response, So they continue around this little
escurve in the trail, and once they get up to
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where they should be able to see this person, because
where or the vantage point they had. Once they came
around the bind, it was open except for the trees
immediately to their right. And these weren't very big ones.
They're black spruce and whatnot. It was basically scrub timber.
He said. The tallest tree must have been about fifteen
feet tall. So they were looking around and this island
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of trees wasn't too dense, and so they're like, he
must be hiding. He's got to be hiding, because the
trail continued on in the open tundrad before it reached
a bigger timber a little further away. So they decided
they split up a little bit. There was three people
in the group. They decided to take a look. Hey,
you look over here, I'll look over this ridge here,
and this elder he goes up on the ridge to
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look to see because they knew the trail was wrapping
around they could see it wrap around this little rise.
So he went up on top of the rise to
see what was on the other side. On the other
side was huge beaver pond and a small creek that
kind of wound back into the bigger timber. Now as
he's up there, he hears screaming behind him, coming from
just where they were standing moments ago, next to the
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small stand of the black spruce and whatnot. His hunting
partner that was with them was on the ground, laying
with his on his back, putting his hands up sid
no screaming out. The other guy that was with them
wasn't that far away, starts firing into the trees, basically
shooting right over there buddy, and his buddy was on
the ground. He wasn't moving, but this guy's popping shots
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and he knows they're not shooting for nothing, so immediately
he turns around. He's blessing a football field away and
he's running down and he's looking to see what they're
shooting at, and he notices trees just starting to Then
they hear a loud scream. The guy that was on
the ground starts firing from a laid back position, shooting
into the trees, and all of a sudden, the trees
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just explode, and this huge hairy man just takes off
running the direction of the beaver pond. The elder takes
aim Boom boom, takes a few shots. They don't think
they hit it because it was gone. It was moving.
So he immediately he runs right back up that rise,
and when he gets there, this thing jumped in the
beaver pond and disappeared. Cobluche gone. So immediately they're all
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posted up on this rise. They're all watching this rise.
They got their guns trained. They're just looking for air bubbles.
They wanted to kill it. I can't explain why I
didn't ask. I just listened. So they're watching the pond
and it's getting on in the dark, and they realized,
we need to set up camp. We don't even know
where this thing is. It hasn't come out of the water.
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It probably drowned itself. Maybe we hid it in along
and then it went under, and maybe it'll be floating
tomorrow morning. So they go back down near the stand
of trees where they were just firing on this thing
at and they decided that's the place they want to
stay because there's a couple already down spruce trees they
could use for firewood, and they would just moneyuk right
there and go to sleep by the fire and wait
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for the morning to come. So as they're walking down
now they'd been watching this pond from this rise directly
behind him about i'd say seventy yards is roughly where
he said the trail was. And it's just a larger
island of the black spruce and all that kind of stuff,
and one island, I mean, they're sticking up out of
the tundra. They're a little isolated island of small black
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spruce and various other little scrubrush. So they get set up,
they get a fire going. Now it had only been
a half hour, and they decide to go back up
and look. And now it's getting it's not dark yet,
but it's getting on into dark. He decided, I'll go
along and be quiet. You guys wait right here. He
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goes up on the rise, and as he gets onto
the rise and kind of peeks over to see if
there's any movement, he sees it right next to the
beaver pond, looking right at him, almost like he was
just waiting. The harry man was sitting there waiting and
knew he was going to be peeking right there, because
he said, as soon as he comes over the rise,
immediate eye contact. So as he's looking at it, he's
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going to put a shot right between its eyes. His
word's not mine, so he raises his rifle and it
dives back into the beaver pond. Now he figures, okay,
it's holding its breath and this is the game is
going to play, So I'm gonna retreat back to camp.
We'll deal with it in better light, and he does.
He heads back to camp. Now, before he even gets
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to camp, gunshots start going off again into the same
standard trees they were literally right next to at this
point camping out. The same hairy man was in the trees.
So there had to been some kind of underground water
source for this sinc to jump into the beaver pond
and moments later came out of somewhere behind this stand
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of trees in another part of the marshy tundra and
is now in the trees. His hunting partners saw it
soaking wet and water falling off of it when it
was making a ruckus before they started shooting again. Can
you imagine you see something jumping a beaver pond and
then all of a sudden, a moment later, it's behind
you almost one hundred yards and your buddies are firing
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on it. He could only deduce that there was some
underground tunnel or water connecting way, which is very viable.
Anyone's been on the marshy tundra in Alaska, Nos, it's
like a vegetative waterbed, so it's totally plausible. Now he's
literally running and tripping and falling over these tundras. They
got these little mounds that kind of kick up, these
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little mounds of turf, of mossy, very little berry shrubs
and stuff like that. So he's making his way and
he's kind of panic stricken because this thing just jumped
in the pond and now his hunting partners are firing
on it, and this thing is just screaming up and
just making all sorts of rap. It would be unnerving,
but these are some salty dogs. They didn't stop firing.
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One of them did because he ran out of ammo,
and this elder and the other guy were shooting the
same weapons, so they still had plenty of ammo. And
as soon as he got to a spot where he
saw a movement, he started firing into the bush. Now
it's getting on in the dark, and as soon as
he started pitching in with the firing on this thing,
it went silent. They didn't see it move anymore. It
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just went silent, so they thought, oh, okay, we killed it.
They didn't have a good enough light source to go
in to the there's a little island of trees to
fetch it and drag it out. So they figured, let's
move a little further away from the trees and reset
up camp and set a new fire over here. So
they do that, and gosh, the brass ones to have
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this happen and go, okay, we'll wait. We'll just move
a little bit of ways away. And so they decided
that they're going to take turns keeping an eye on
this particular area because they know that's the last place
they've seen it. And they're all set up, and this
particular elder takes first watch the whole time they got
tunnel vision on this island of trees. Periodically, of course,
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he would check his six and look around because they're
in a more open part of the tundra, so they're
able to easily see around three hundred and sixty degrees. However,
behind them is that rise that goes up, and on
the back side of that a good fifty yards is
the big old beaver pond. So he's cognizant of that.
He's really he knows that the potential of it going
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back in behind the tree line and wherever marsh it
came out of, and then going back to the beaver
pond and coming out over there is very high. But
he was confident this thing was dead because all the
sound and everything stopped like it had just died. His
word's not mine. So he's doing his thing. He's keeping
an eye out. He does his first watch, no problem.
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He wakes up the other guy. Now Guy number three
has no more AMMO for his rifle. It's miles and
miles back to where they parked the skiff on the
river bank of the Queen Jack, so he's not going
to be of any help with that rifle. So him
and the other guy had made plans. I'll hold the gun.
They had it worked out basically, so I'm not going
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to go into the finer details. It just bogs it down.
Second guy takes his watch. He's had to have been
a couple hours into it, and stay tuned for more.
Sa squatch out to see will be right back after
these messages. Now, this elder said that he heard a
very sorrowful, moaning, growling kind of sound. He imitated it,
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but I'm not even gonna try it, So just envision
a moaning, growling, screechy type sound. And it wasn't coming
from the beaver pond direction or this other direction where
the stand of trees were. It was coming from pretty
damn far away. He didn't want to guestimate, but he
said it had been at least a couple miles away
that they heard it, and it was coming from the
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bigger timber further to the west. Now, anyone who's been
out on Alaska tundra, especially down south central, they know
what I'm talking about. There's the Muskeg, which is swampy,
marshy tundra, and then you got these stands of black
spruce and whatnot, and they're just dotted all over, especially
in certain areas. It's just all over the place. So
that's the kind of train it is. And there's a
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couple of these little islands between that big timber further
to the west and where they are with that moaning,
grounding sound. He had got a couple hours sleep, so
he was a little more rejuvenated, so he joined his
hunting partner and keeping an eye out because now there's
been activity, there's a sound, and they want to be
sure that they're on top of it. They just shot
at this thing. They're thinking there's some get back coming.
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There's another hairy man coming. There definitely was. As they're
discussing what they're going to do, because they're assuming this
thing is dead in the trees, and they're talking about
how they're going to get it out of the trees.
So they decide, they're talking a monkey each other, that
we're going to cut it up into pieces and we'll
drag it back to the skiff piece by piece, because
they knew it was big. And so as they're discussing this,
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they hear that moaning growling sound again, this time way closer, like,
way closer, and it should be in a spot where
they could see it. And so they're training their eyes
and it is pretty dark, and they got the fire
going behind them because they don't want to look at
the fire directly and have it ruined their night visions.
So they have the fire to their back and they're
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looking out into the darkness and being smart about it. Now,
as he explained it, he had some snuff, the kind
of you snort or something. Forget the name of it.
There's a Yupik name but it's basically tame. It's made
from a fungus that grows on birch. Anyway, so they
had that and they were sharing some of it, and
they weren't worried, so they started discussing some of their
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old trips and stuff. They were just chopping it up
a couple buddies. Then they hear that same scream at
the same distance, and this time it caught their attention
because now they see the figure. And he said, it
must have been about four hundred yards away, and this
thing was huge, very big. It was on fairly dark,
but this thing was darker than the dark, so its
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movement stood out and they noticed it was running and
then it would stop, and then it would run back
and then once it got back to the same side.
Let me preface this. There was a small tree island,
one of these little tree islands, and the that it
was running back and forth behind it looked like but
what was happening in reality is it would run back
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over here and then once it got back to the
other side, it would scream. But little did they know,
they're focused on that thing behind them on the trail
that s curved, little trail that they came around one
of those smaller islands of trees. They hear a snaps,
their attention off with the scream, and then they look
over that direction. Now it's on in the dark, so
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they can't really make anything out. Now their trail back
to the skiff is blocked something big screaming over there,
and they're assuming something's dead right over there. So they
know there's trouble coming and they don't know what to
do about it at this point because they have nowhere
to go. Now. The cracking sound and whatnot was one
of these things breaking a tree, and they kept hearing
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this kind of sound like something flailing through the air,
and it was landing in the trees in front of them.
So the one their back trail on that little s
curve of the trail is chucking pieces of timber into
the other stand of trees where they had been firing
on the one. Now they're being heavily distracted here. There's
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grunts and noises coming, there's stuff flying, and periodically the
elder that shared this with me is looking back over
in the direction of the big dark when they saw
screaming and running back and forth as a distraction. Now
when he looks back, he doesn't see anything. And then
they hear that screaming moan sound again, and this time
it sounds like it's right up next to that trees
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in front of them, and so they're trying to figure
out what the hell as that's going on. Again, they
hear that, and this tree was thrown land went right
over their heads and landed right behind them in the
direction of that beaver pond and the rise that was
behind them. And immediately they're shook. They're like, oh, this
changes things. Now they're throwing stuff at us. Now. Unbeknownst
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to them, this is twenty twenty high on his part.
They were distracting them because they were going to get
their injured buddy out of the trees. So when they
were distracted the big one that was making the moaning
groaning that initially distracted them in the distance, they turned
around to see it dragging the injured buddy back in
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the direction of the big timber to the west. Immediately
they opened fire. They just start shooting. They emptied both rifles,
and at that point when they first started shooting, the
bigger one was helping the smaller, more injured one. They
disappeared into the darkness out of view. So immediately they're
reloading looking in the direction that the thing was throwing
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sticks from. They couldn't see anything. It was pitch black.
But they started hearing this huff and grunting coming directly
towards them up the trail. Now, remember this is an
S curve trailer and it's dark, so they could hear it.
And then when the S curve got behind the patch
of trees, it muffled the sound. And this thing came
from that hidden point on the S curved trail up
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into the trees where they had fired on the hairy
man just earlier. Now, when it got into that standard trees,
the pieces of wood it was throwing over into there.
Who knows why, no idea why it was throwing these
pieces of wood into the stand of trees. However, once
it got into that position, they were shooting at sounds
periodically of the movement. This thing started throwing these pieces
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of wood that it threw from the one little stand
of trees to the other one directly at them, very accurately.
One of the pieces hit his hunting partner in the
shoulder and knocked him back almost into the fire. The
other buddy was woken up by this. Of course, he
has no AMMO for his rifle, so all he can
do is start popping shots with his pistol. Again, it
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was only a twenty two pistol, just for small game.
That's very common. A lot of people have a small
game rifle always with them, especially the natives, a rouse
and rab and whatever. So he's ready with his old
pistol and they're all watching the stand of trees. As
these trees are coming in at them, they split up
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a little bit. They wanted to be moving targets. They
didn't want to stand still. Now, when he's expressing this
to me, this is the only point of the story
where he said he really felt fearful. The rest of
it was just let's deal with this. And at this
point it got fearful for him because as they were
dodging these incoming pieces of broken tree, it was like
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hitting the fire to put the fire out, That's what
he assumed. So what they did was they were trying
to make a torch real quick because they realized we
got to go. We'll just make a torch out of
this and we'll make a go for the boat. Dark
or not, we'll have a torch. They had no flashlights
with them because typically they weren't doing anything at night. Now,
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as they're fashioning this torch out of a torn sleeve
off of one of their flannel shirts, they dipped it
in some of the whiskey they had. Did they dipped
it in some of the whiskey get it lit. But
once they got it lit, there's still smaller pieces of
this debris flying in at them periodically. It's not a
constant bombard minutes, every so often their piece coming and
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noise being made, so again they're distracted. Now, just as
they get done lighting up this torch and turning around
to decide how they're going to cut down and get
back onto that trail and follow it out to their skiff,
they turn around and the light from their torch reveals
dancing fire in some black eyes about fifteen feet away.
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Twenty feet away. One came up from behind as they
were distracted, and it was basically just right over there. Thankfully,
the trail they had to go to was off to
their left from the direction they were standing, towards the
rise and the beaver pond they were at, so they
turn the noise had subsided once they saw the one
in front of them would was behind them, but now
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in front of them. The noise behind them had subsided
and they heard it run off in the direction of
the big timber. So now they're like, okay, let's go.
And as they're backing down to the little s curve trail,
this thing would stay that same distance. Now they got
this torch going. It's not very bright, and they're back
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walking with this torch out in front while ones keeping
a gun trained on it. They didn't want to shoot
them anymore. They realized they didn't want to do that.
They wanted to go, and so they got past the
escurve part. The whole time, this thing's twenty twenty five
feet away, not making a sound. Everything around was dead quiet,
not making a sound, just staring at them, every once
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in a while, moving its head a little bit, but
other than that, it was just They would move and
it would just move forward and stop. They would keep moving,
and once it would start moving, they would stop, getting
ready for attack. But that wasn't the case. This thing
basically escorted them but three minles doing this exact same thing,
and then finally screamed at him, kicked him around on
(40:05):
the ground and grabbed tufts of earth and whatnot, and
was just throwing it up in the air wild just
making a weird display, and then turned around and just
disappeared into the darkness, running away from them. Oh goodness, gracious.
I've been in some Harry encounters, but certain ones like
these kind of experiences. They have this real There's many
(40:26):
ways you could look at it. Were they initially curious?
Did we make mistakes shooting it? Was it an organized thing?
They didn't know. It's all speculation, but it bothered him,
probably till his dying day. But again, he shared this
with us at hunting camp. There's so many variables with
these things. Sometimes they're killing people, sometimes they're eating them,
(40:46):
and sometimes they're pushing people out, And without any definitive answers,
it just leaves this open thing. I don't know if
all of them up here are killers. Never had or
heard of a good experience, nothing peaceful in nature. There
was always a predatory overtone to most of what I've
(41:07):
shared so far and what I've been told over my lifetime.
Be careful in the woods.
Speaker 3 (41:12):
They say you don't gotta go home, but.
Speaker 2 (41:16):
You can't stay.
Speaker 3 (41:22):
I don't want to be. We're all uppen. Try this
(41:50):
job that chart everything. Pride back, joy for me, joy,
stay right away. Concerns inside things consists aside inside and
(42:19):
still start, said sass. Side side inside inside, stay still
(43:00):
as fast, stay pass bas and fins and fans used
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