William Jevning is a well respected bigfoot expert and authority. He was a co-host on the very popular Sasquatch Chronicles podcast, and has written several books on the subject. But do you know where Jevning's interest began? Have you heard the story that ignited a fire in him that still burns to this day? Check it out:
This event occurred in the fall of 1974. One evening in October I believe, just before dark my collie began barking furiously toward the nearest stand of trees to our house.
We kept him tethered to his dog house at night because my parents didn’t want him “visiting” neighboring farms and getting himself into trouble, he was in the habit of herding the neighbor’s farm animals to our farm! My dad had told me that if I saw any raccoon’s or skunks to shoot them as they may have distemper and may infect the dog or my sister’s cats.
So I thought that was what he was barking at, they came into our yard often going after the cat’s food. I got one of my .22 rifles and a couple of bullets and let my dog go from his tether.
He ran immediately toward the tree line, when he got to it he came to an abrupt halt. He stood there rigidly for a moment very quietly; suddenly he turned and ran back past me as fast as he could to our house!
I was astonished, all the time we had him he never ran from anything! In fact he did things that were dangerous for a dog like chasing coyotes. This time however, he ran to the back porch of our house and sat on the top step shivering. I thought it very odd behavior for him.
I continued to the tree line where he had stopped. When I got to the spot where he had stopped, I could hear something moving in the maple leaves on the ground just inside the trees. I walked in after chambering one of the bullets I had brought. When I entered the trees, I came face to face with something much larger than any raccoon! It was between 7 and 8 feet tall, built like a man but covered with dark brown hair that was between 4 and 6 inches long.
The hair was matted and had leaf debris and twigs in parts of it. The creature was moving the leaves around with its right foot, and when it saw me stopped and just stood there about 15 feet in front of me. It looked as though it weighed around 700 or 800 pounds, growing up on a farm I could judge weights pretty good.
I thought what in the world is this? I hunted bear and deer and elk with my dad and uncle and knew most animals pretty well, but this? Then I thought, “Oh this must be what made those footprints we found in the snow!”
I then wondered what to do next? Of course all this thinking happened in moments, I decided to shoot in the air and see what happened, and my rifle was way too small to do anything to something so large.
I shot and then a second creature like the first came out from behind some brush on my right and stood by the first creature, this one was a little shorter than the first. Then fear set in and I took off running as fast as I could toward the house hoping the creatures weren’t following me!
I called John Adams and a couple other friends telling them what had happened, we agreed to track the creatures at first light the next morning. We all met at my house just before first light the nest morning rifles in hand. It had frosted heavily that night and tracking was easy. We followed the footprints in the frost a long distance only losing the trail when the sun came out and melted the frost.
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