Year: 2005
Month: March
Day of Month (number only – e.g. 16): March 5th
Time of Day: 1 am
County: Washington Ferry
Terrain Description: Mountains/hills
Lighting Conditions: dark
Nearest Town or Landmark: Malo
Description of Encounter Area: mountians/hills covered with pine, tamerack, fir, aspen, cotten wood,
so much land you could get lost in it and not meet up with another person for days.
Are There Food and/or Water Sources in the Area? (if so, describe): berries, nettle, grouse,
turkey, elk, deer, ground squirrels, lakes/creeks, needles from the surrounding trees.
Occupation/Background: Janitor/house cleaner. ex-wildland firefighter
Number of Witnesses: 1
Length of Observation: no more then 5 to ten seconds
Any Odor? If so, Description: I have encounter a type of dirty soggy dog smell before, but not on this
encounter. I smelled it back in october of 1999, it was in our garden, took our gate off the hinges.
Vocalizations Heard?: yes
Wood Knocks Heard?: Yes
Recordings Made?: No
I have a number of different encounters to talk about. This one encounter happened in March
of 2005. There was snow on the ground and it was quit warm for early March. It was so warm
that with the wood stove going, it got pretty hot in my room. I went to and opened the window
to let some cooler air in. It was 1am in the morning, as I stood there letting the cool air hit me
is when I heard a howl that I had never heard before. I stood there only a few seconds listening,
But I could get what I heard out of my mind. It wasn’t until later after trying to describe what I
heard that he said I probably heard a Bigfoot. So later I started listening to different recorded
calls when I ran into one that sent chills up my back. I was like thats what I heard. Since then
I have talked to people who have had encounters with them. One guy four miles from where I
live had one walk across his front yard. I heard the howl one more time in August of 08′ same
year I found the 17 inch footprints. Last year 09′ I was honored to run into a family group I never
thought was even there until I heard them on the other ridge from where I was. This year I
went camping at a lake where a friend told me that her ex brother in-law had an encounter with
a bigfoot. He was so scared he to this day refuses to ever go back to that lake. I went there and
heard one come out of the brush behind my tent, the next day I found a handprint on my ice
chess. These are just a few encounters I had, there are other encounters from the srrounding area. From Danville to Keller on the Colville Indian Reservation, from Loomis to Orient. Oh one thing I
have a picture of the hand print.