FBI releases 'Bigfoot' documents from 1970s

[trimmer21]

You may want to look closer at BC. Down around Hope I think. City Ordinance type stuff.

Hope,BC actually developed a municipal bigfoot bylaw?? So,it's illegal to shoot a bigfoot within the town limits of Hope? They've been smokin' too much BC bud!! No wonder they're called "the left" coast.

[Bowjob]

Many places have passed laws making it illegal to shot one.
I can see the laws to DISCOURAGE masses of people from swarming the woods after a sighting, but the laws make shooting one equal to murder.

Wow!

thats crazy i did not know that.

[Bowjob]

I have not seen one but I have experienced a lot of weird things in the bush and felt that 6th sense of being watched more than once. Nothing would surprise me in the bush.

experienced a lot of weird things in the bush like? id love to hear some crazy story if u got one lol.

[trimmer21]

experienced a lot of weird things in the bush like? id love to hear some crazy story if u got one lol.

Buddy,that requires a whole different thread. LOL

[onelessarrow]

Look up utube howtohunt.com he's a BC guide that has lots of stories of bigfoot.

[Bowjob]

Buddy,that requires a whole different thread. LOL

i ment pertaining to this topic haha

[Bowjob]

Look up utube howtohunt.com he's a BC guide that has lots of stories of bigfoot.

will do thanks for that

[Fox]

Buddy,that requires a whole different thread. LOL

This is not the 70s anymore, ha ha ha.

When birds suddenly stop making noise, I mean total silence when it was just very loud. The feeling of being watched by many different directions at the same time. Later learning that they used to burn the people who died in that area under an apple tree so they would "live on forever", I was hunting over 3 apple trees near an old homestead.

Hearing snapping following you out of the bush, when you stop you hear 1 or 2 more steps then a stop, this continued until leaving.

Porcupines sound like screaming girls, very freaky to hear in the bush.

The smell of rotting flesh when walking out to a stand before first light with the gun encased, probably a wolf or bear but if I could smell it then it was close.

A swamp in North Eastern Ontario behind my grandpas old place, the ground was so soft you could not hear your own foot steps (or any others), heavy spruce cover so you could not see very far either and it also deadened the sound of everything but the wind. This was also the bush that my grandpa was stalked by wolves and a lynx when grouse hunting too.

There have been some really weird things.