This story was sent to us by someone who wishes to remain anonymous. We get these sorts of emails all the time, but this one definitely takes the cake. It's about a canoer's encounter with a family of Bigfoots. Yep, I know. Crazy, right?
I was going through a rough divorce and decided to clear my head with a canoe trip. I was going to be in Grizzly country so I packed accordingly. My only problem was my canoe should have been retired two years earlier.
I was clearing my head going down the river and final felt calm on the third day. I loaded the canoe and took off down river knowing I would hit some rapids. When I did my canoe started taking on water. Between trying to bale water and navigate the rapids I was soon overturned and being carried down stream. All I remember is my head hitting a rock and passing out.
I don’t know how much later but that was when a Sasquatch pulled me out of the water. My head was bleeding and my ankle was badly strained and felt like it was broken.
The thing or beast pulled me to shore and left me under a tree. I was scared not by what I just saw, it was clear it meant me know harm but because I was right in the middle of grizzly and cougar country, badly injured with no way to protect myself.
Soon the creature appeared again and there were others. The one that saved me brought a long branch sharpened like a spear.
As strange as it may sound the rest gathered around me and began to go to the bathroom. The urinated in a circle and also passed feces in a way that it also made a circle. They then left and I passed out. When I woke up there was a fire near me and a stack of wood. There were also berries and a clay pot filled with water.
That night I could hear movement and a cougar appeared 30 yards away. It circled me and came closer but the minute it came close to the circle they had created it took off. A black bear appeared later and it was the same result.
When I awoke the next day I saw my sleeping bag and back pack next to me. The creatures appeared carrying other items including can goods and my tackle box. My pack had a first aid kit that let me clean my wounds and after doing this and eating a can of stew I felt I had my strength back.
One of the creatures appeared and took the empty can. It appeared he was asking for it and I made a gesture for him to take it. I looked around and took my fishing knife and held that out for him to take as well. I thought they used knives based on the spear they had given me.
Soon others appeared and engaged in acts that reinforced the circle. The one who saved me, who I distinguished by the gray hair on his neck then spoke in a language I did not understand and pointed up river. All then left and I tried to come up with a plan to get home. No sooner than my trying to get up, two campers in canoes appeared and saw me. They quickly came to shore and loaded me into a canoe and off to safety.
For anyone who doubts Bigfoot exists, I will tell you I know for a fact they do and I am alive today because of them.