{"id":298,"date":"2018-04-13T20:22:30","date_gmt":"2018-04-13T20:22:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kmhzone.org\/IDBv4\/?p=298"},"modified":"2018-04-13T20:22:30","modified_gmt":"2018-04-13T20:22:30","slug":"new-york-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kmhzone.org\/IDBv4\/2018\/04\/13\/new-york-11\/","title":{"rendered":"New York 11"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Year: 1998
\nMonth: September
\nDay of Month (number only – e.g. 16): 20th
\nTime of Day: 11 pm
\nCounty: New York Hamilton<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Conditions:<\/div>\n
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Terrain Description: next to stream next to snowmobile trail which led to unknown
\npond
\nLighting Conditions: clear sky night
\nNearest Town or Landmark: blue mt\/unknown pond
\nDescription of Encounter Area: thick trees and brush visibilty 30 to50 yds
\nAre There Food and\/or Water Sources in the Area? (if so, describe): stream bacon grease from
\nbreakfast<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Witness Overview:<\/div>\n
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Occupation\/Background: carpenter<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Encounter::<\/div>\n
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Number of Witnesses: 3
\nLength of Observation: 12 to 15 seconds
\nVocalizations Heard?: The scream was loud so loud that a woman would have been screaming at the top of her lungs. I used the example of her being raped because that is the instance a woman would be that terrified. Then it ended in 4 to 5 short grunts. While bear hunting 2 of my friends and we were sitting around the campfire. At around 11:00 pm we heard a woman scream very loud as, if being raped. I was convinced it was a woman until the scream (without breaking) lasted for 10 seconds, then ended in a series of low pitched grunts. We went to the edge of our fire light with a lantern and I had a shotgun. We didn’t see anything or hear anything so my friends told me to move forward ahead and I promptly told them to go #!%&@ themselves. They told me I had the gun so I offered it to them were they in turn told me to go #?@!&* myself. Last year, at
\nSharp Bridge state campground, my wife and I were awakened by a series of loud whoops lasting 15 minutes or so. They sounded exactly like the calls recorded on Monster Quest Ohio bigfoot episode.
\nAdded by Witness 6\/6\/2012: Dennis Luzak 10\/5\/11 4:30 The sun finally began to rise above the
\nmountains when my brother stirred from the tent. He joined me next to the fire to fend off the morning chill. I handed him the shotgun in my lap and said, \u201cDidn\u2019t you hear that last night?\u201d He smiled and looked at me like a parent who\u2019s heard this one before and said, \u201cWhat thing?\u201d I was a true believer in the creature called Bigfoot that morning on the second day of my bear hunting trip to the Adirondack Mountains. The experience I endured that night took away all the uncertainty I had about an ape-like creature roaming the forest of North America. The encounter gave me something in return. It had heightened my senses whenever I stepped into the forest. I heard every snap of a twig and the rustle of every leaf. I saw every shadow and every movement in the forest. I could smell the earth, trees, lakes and streams more intensely. I felt the ground under my feet, the wind through the trees, and the warmth of the sun with a new appreciation. Two of my friends, my brother and I had made camp next to a shallow stream about a mile down its fast moving waters. The closest public road was about an hour away. While we set up camp, two female hikers hurried along the stream bank. It was getting to be late afternoon and they didn\u2019t have much time to make it to the dead end road where we set off that morning. After a late supper, my brother decided to turn in for the night. He wanted an early start the next morning and advised me to do the same. My friends were there just to camp and the three of us had gone through a lot of pain and anguish to bring a case of beer along, so I decided to stay up with them. I could hear the stream gently splashing over the rocks behind me. The moon was full and bright, causing the stream and the trees that stood alongside it to shimmer in silver. The light from the fire barely penetrated the trees around us. It only cast a flickering yellow onto the trunks, branches, and
\nleaves of the closet trees. Then at about 11 o\u2019clock a loud, high pitched scream of a woman shattered the serenity of the night. The woman seemed to be screaming in my ear it was so loud, but she had to be more than 40 yards away. As I peered into the black searching for movement, I thought of the hikers I seen earlier that afternoon, and I said to myself, \u201cSomeone\u2019s being raped\u201d. The scream didn\u2019t stop; it kept the same blaring, unfaltering pitch. After about 12 seconds, I thought to myself, \u201cDamn, she\u2018s got a set of lungs\u201d. As the scream approached about 18 seconds, I realized this could not be a woman; no human has that much lung capacity. At the end of about 22 seconds, the scream broke into six low pitched grunts. My friends, wide-eyed from panic and the first visit to the Adirondacks, spun around and asked, \u201cWhat was that?\u201d To which I replied, \u201cHow should I know?\u201d We stood there, silently scanning the black for any sign of the creature. As we made our way to the edge of the fire light, they both pushed me ahead and said, \u201cGo see what that was.\u201d I answered back with a polite \u201c—- you!\u201d Then there was another push on my back followed with \u201cYou have the gun.\u201d Holding out the gun I offered, \u201cHere, you take it, and you go first.\u201d There were no takers. In the black all around us, there was silence. Not a living
\nthing made the slightest sound. We nervously sat back next to fire, our heads on swivels. None of us slept that night. Believing in something enriches a person\u2019s mind and soul. Do you remember when you believed in Santa Claus? Remember how you felt running to the Christmas tree to dive into all the presents that had magically appeared while you slept? Remember how you felt when you were told Santa Claus wasn\u2019t real? For me, Christmas had lost some of its mystery. I still don\u2019t believe in Santa Claus (the person anyway), but I do believe in Bigfoot, and this has given me back the mystery I once lost as a child.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Assigned Investigator:<\/div>\n
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Mike Humphrey<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Priority Level::<\/div>\n
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Historical – Over 10 Years<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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