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Southwest Ohio
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I like to revisit this story every now and again. A strange tale of a man’s experience on visiting Mt. Rainier. I was first turned onto this story by @canammissing during his Bigfoot 101 class. (Pretty awesome if you haven’t taken his course, lots of great information.) Please give this a read. Tahoma has long been associated with spooky goings-on. In 1947, aviator Kenneth Arnold witnessed a group of mysterious objects flying near the summit-- the case became one of the first sensational UFO stories. In 1994, a local teenager had a terrifying encounter with a creature now known locally as "Batsquatch." The mountain is so sacred to local indigenous Nations that early white settlers had difficulty finding native guides who would take them to the top. Ingraham's account, however, may take the proverbial cake for the weirdest tale from Tahoma's slopes. In his account, which he published in The Pacific Forest Reserve and Mt. Rainier, begins with the observation of some mysterious scratches on the walls of a steam cave: "While my companion and I were exploring the steam-caves at the time of my second visit to the crater of Mt. Rainier, I noticed peculiar marks and scratching on the floor of the cave. In some places the ground appeared as though it had been the scene of a conflict between some maddened beasts, so extensive was the disturbance. In other places there were depressions that might have been made by some flat-footed animal pawing in the earth." He also reported a strange glow in the cave, coupled with "...a peculiar sensation of the body, such as the pole of an electrical machine slightly charged." Deciding to revisit the cave on his own that night, he crept from his tent and began descending into the depths below. Hearing a noise above, and wondering if perhaps his travel companions had the same idea he did, he stepped into a wall in the recess. What happened next astounded him. What follows is an unedited excerpt from The Pacific Forest Reserve and Mt. Rainier: I had not long to wait, for almost immediately there came, now rolling, now making an attempt to crawl, a figure of strange and grotesque appearance, down the passage. It stopped within a few feet of me, writhing and floundering very much as a drowning man would do, when drawn from the water he was about to sink for the last time. Its shape was nearer that of a human being than of any other animal. The crown of its head was pointed, with bristled hair pointing in every direction. The eyeballs were pointed, too; and while they appeared dull and visionless at times, yet there was an occasional flash of light from the points, which increased in frequency and brilliancy as the owner began to revive. The nails of its fingers and toes were long and pointed and resembled polished steel more than hardened cuticle. I discovered that the palms of its hands and the soles of its feet were hard and calloused. In fact, the whole body, while human in shape, except the pointedness of the parts I have mentioned, seemed very different in character from that of the human species. There was nothing about the mysterious being, however, that would make it possible that its ancestry of long ages ago might have been human beings like ourselves. Yet by living in different surroundings and under entirely different conditions, many of its characteristics had changed. By degrees this strange being began to revive. Gradually an electric glow covered the entire body with light-centers at the ends of those pointed nails, the eyes and the top of the head. It seemed to accomplish its revivification by rubbing its hands vigorously together. As soon as it was able to stand, it began to rub its feet rapidly upon the floor of the cave. This increased the glow of its body and caused the light-centers to shine with increased brilliancy. It seemed to receive some vital fluid from the earth that at once gave new vigor to its whole system. (Continued)
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Before it was a public park, the old Pueblo Honor Farm in Colorado was just a massive, decaying playground for brave teens. I used to explore it back then, and to this day, I’ve never felt an energy as heavy and suffocating as the air in that abandoned basement. Here is why that ground is so stained.... Long before the city turned it into open space, it served as an annex for the Colorado State Insane Asylum. Patients who were deemed trusties were sent there to do hard farm labor. Then came the prison farm era, housing minimum-security inmates under brutal summer heat. Decades of isolation, psychiatric anguish, and hard labor slowly soaked into the concrete. When the state finally abandoned the property in the 1970s, it didn't just sit empty. It became a magnet for arson, vandalism, and whispers of midnight rituals. The night we went down into the main basement, our flashlights barely cut through the darkness. The air was pitch black and freezing, even in mid-July. Halfway down the corridor, every single one of us stopped dead. The sound of heavy boot steps was coming down the hallway toward us, scraping against the gravel on the floor. There was nobody there. We ran, and I haven't gone back since. City workers still report odd sightings out there, long after the main buildings were torn down. Did you ever explore an abandoned place in your hometown that you knew you shouldn't have been in?
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I really want to take the time to give a shout out to my friend and mentor Loren Coleman. @CryptoLoren I remember back in the day when I was a commenter on his old site Cryptomundo. Those were the days. I used to write really long, drawn out comments on there about cryptozoology and he took notice. He liked my comments and ended up inviting me to be a guest writer there. I accepted, and it is largely on the merit of those articles that I would go on to get a gig writing for Mysterious Universe for the better part of a decade before they stopped doing articles last year. I have even sent him some stuff for his museum and he sent me a figurine of a (supposedly) extinct Japanese wolf, which I still proudly display. Loren, if you are reading this, just know that I appreciate you more than you know, and the things I've learned from you. The scope of my writing has reached out past just cryptozoology, but cryptozoology will always be my first love.
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Summoning Bloody Mary is one thing. Interviewing her is another! 😂Next time, we'll hear what Dogman has to say.
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In 1952, a group of children and a mother in Flatwoods, West Virginia, investigated a falling fireball and encountered a ten-foot-tall creature with a spade-shaped cowl, glowing eyes, and a pungent, metallic mist that made them violently ill. The Flatwoods Monster remains one of the most terrifying close encounters on record. Do you think it was an alien entity or a misidentified barn owl in the dark?
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Super scary Bigfoot encounter with Hunter
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In 1921, construction workers in Zambia uncovered the Broken Hill Skull, an ancient human fossil showing a perfectly round, clean hole on the side of the head that resembles a modern bullet wound. Experts still debate whether it was caused by a projectile, bone disease, or a low-speed spear. How do you explain high-tech-looking injuries on ancient bones?
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WEIRD ANIMAL FACTS The Amazing Story of the Cat Called Unsinkable Sam War has within its varied histories some truly odd cases that have sort of slipped through the cracks to remain lodged firmly in the realm of the weird. These are the cases that fluctuate between the truly odd to the almost inspirational, and there is no shortage of such accounts throughout our history of killing each other. One such tale involves a very remarkable cat that proved that they have nine lives, managing to survive the sinking of three separate ships and to carve itself into the annals of World War II legends. The main character of our tale here from all appearances was pretty nondescript and just a normal looking black and white tabby, but there was to be more to this cat than meets the eye. He began his weird odyssey with the Nazi regime, in the Nazi Kriegsmarinea naval forces as sort of mascot aboard the German battleship Bismarck, a massive vessel that was the first of two Bismarck-class battleships built for Nazi Germany. At 241 meters in length and weighing 41,700 tons, the Bismarck was a juggernaut feared by Allied forces, and here the cat went about his life blissfully unaware of the battles of mankind, just going about his life hunting rats and serving as moral support to the crew. On May 27, 1941, the Bismarck was on what was to be its first and last mission, when the vessel came up against an Allied battleship called The Prince of Wales. A fierce battle ensued, and in the end the Bismarck was sunk, taking most of the crew with it. In the end only 118 of the ship’s 2,200 crew would survive, plus one cat. Hours after the Bismarck went down, the crew of the British destroyer HMS Cossack were treated to a strange sight, that of the cat bobbing about upon a piece of wreckage. The crew took the poor, soaking wet shivering thing in, calling the cat “Oscar,” which comes from a square, diagonally red and yellow flag from the International Code of Signals called Oscar, which means “man overboard.” From here his adventures would continue. Oscar found himself aboard the HMS Cossack in much the same capacity that he had served on the Bismarck, a sort of mascot and friend of the crew, only now he was with the Allies of the Royal Navy. Over the next few months, the HMS Cossack carried out convoy missions in the Mediterranean Sea and north Atlantic Ocean. However, on October 24, 1941, the vessel was badly damaged by a torpedo fired from a German submarine, the deadly blast from the hit killing 159 of the crew. There was an attempt to tow the limping ship to Gibraltar, but it ultimately sank and was swallowed by the sea. Among the survivors of this tragedy was the cat Oscar, once again found floating about on a piece of debris. After surviving two sunken ships, he then earned the nickname “Unsinkable Sam,” but his adventure was not quite over yet. Sam was transferred to the British aircraft carrier HMS Ark Royal, and things went smoothly at first, but tragedy was not far behind the plucky, extraordinarily lucky cat. Although HMS Ark Royal was considered to be a “lucky ship,” having made it through some very close calls, and was even part of the fleet that had taken down the Bismarck, it seems as if its luck was about to run out. On November 14, 1941, the HMS Ark Royal was making a return from Malta to Gibraltar, when it was torpedoed by the Garman submarine U-81, leaving the massive vessel wallowing like a wounded beast. The aircraft carrier valiantly stayed afloat as attempts were made to tow it to Gibraltar, but it would inevitably sink, fortunately without any fatalities. Once again, Sam was found on the waves on a plank of wood, reportedly “angry but quite unharmed.” He was put aboard the HMS Lightning, then moved to HMS Legion, which was ironically the same boat that had tried to rescue the Cossack. After this, Sam was retired from duty at sea. He ended up at a seaman's home in Belfast called the "Home for Sailors," where he lived out the rest of his days in peace and died of natural causes in 1955, having survived whatever the war had thrown at him. The story of Unsinkable Sam has gone on to become almost legendary, and is often told among Royal sailors, but some have doubted the veracity of the account. As there are no mentions of the cat in any of the official descriptions of any of these sinkings, as well as the fact that it seems unlikely that the cat would survive such horrific tragedies, it has been accused of being just a tall sea tale and completely apocryphal in nature. There are not even any confirmed photos of Sam, with two different pictures of two different cats making the rounds and claimed to be the real “Unsinkable Sam.” Whether it is true or not, a pastel drawing of Sam by the artist Georgina Shaw-Baker hangs in the National Maritime Museum in Greenwich, and there are plenty of those who insist it is all real. Whether it is or not, it is an inspirational and odd little tale, and one certainly hopes it really happened as described.
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I never thought I’d see the day! The USFS Stanislaus National Forest did a public presentation on Bigfoot. It is 37 minutes long, could be a milestone. Please share!! media.accesstuolumne.org/int…
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Strange sighting from my helicopter while traveling back from Skinwalker Ranch… There is a very remote hidden lake in the High Uintahs with reports of a prehistoric lake creature that survived. When I was first told of this place years ago, it was with a story that the Native Americans referred to the location as “Dinosaur Lake”. On our first pass flying over the lake it was absolutely still…but on our second pass, we were totally caught off guard by huge sudden movement in the lake and a fast moving trail in its wake. Upon turning the helicopter around, we saw another movement & trailing wake on the other side of the lake - it appears there were potentially two of “them”. My brother & pilot Cameron Fugal and I remained intrigued. Here’s the video:
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