Name: Shelly ********

Email Address: On file

Oregon

Lane, Linn, Douglas counties

Date of Sighting: 10/09/1966

Time of Day: 2:45pm

Blue River, OR

several hours/several different times

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I was hunting in the Three Sisters Wilderness with my Dad in 1966, it was my 15th birthday and my first hunt in the Three Sisters Wilderness. We were hiking out when I spotted my first one.  I saw a large dark hairy creature standing next to a big Ponderosa pine tree between 25-30 yards away.  It kept peeking around the tree at us as we walked past.  Next noticed it dart between some trees, and then peeked around the trees again.  It followed us until we Left the pine forest and started through some fir and scrub brush, that was when I lost sight of it   Asked Dad what it was and he told me to never mind, it would not hurt us.  Both Dad and I were armed with our hunting rifles, a sidearm each, and our hunting knives.

My last encounter was a bit on the violent side.  It was the summer of 2019 and I was exploring some logging roads, had to cross a marshy place in the road that went through some alder and willow.  When I reached the lowest point a watermelon size Rock punched through my windshield after leaving a 6-8 inch gash in the hood, and landed in the front passenger's seat.  Between those two events, I have found tracks and other signs of one being near.  In 1973 before going overseas, had a family group visit my campsite while home on leave.  When I woke up, I found some bare footprints next to my sleeping bag where a juvenile(?) squatted down and watched me sleep, it left me a rock by my sleeping bag.  After telling my Dad of the encounter, he suggested that I leave some of my fish hanging in one of the trees where I camped.  Did as suggested, in the morning the fish were gone, and the stringer was coiled up on the hood of my p/u in the center of the coil was a nice-sized agate.  On the last trip, before reporting back for duty, they left a large piece of petrified wood.  While camping out, I would pick around the rock bars for agates and petrified wood.

One other thing about these creatures, the ones I had close encounters with, did not stink like so many people describe them.  I have had a few who threw fist-sized rocks while I was in my canoe fishing on the lake.  I have only seen the one, but have had contact with several others, even during Cold Weather Mountain Warfare Training in the eastern Sierras of eastern California found signs of where one had been watching our camp, which was mostly limited to finding fresh tracks in the knee-deep snow where we were training.

Shelly, LPN (ret),

HM2c(FMF)/USN, Sgt/USA/USAR

A Việt Nam War Era Veteran

A 1st Gulf War Combat Disabled Veteran

The one I saw was either a dark brown or black, it was in the shadows of the trees.

Footprints around camp and gifts left after sharing part of my fish catch.

When I left a fish for them on my fishing trips while home on leave, they always left the stringer coiled on the hood of my p/u and began leaving gifts of agate, jasper, or petrified wood, after watching me collect rocks along the creek and lake shore, where I always camped on those trips.

This post by Thomas Marcum, Thomas is the founder/leader of the cryptozoology and paranormal research organization known as The Crypto Crew. Over 25 years of experience with research and investigation of unexplained activity, working with video and websites. A trained wild land firefighter, a published photographer, and a poet.