Lane County
          Blue Mountain School Road in Cottage Grove, Oregon 
        My mother saw Bigfoot 
          in June of 1983. Our family went swimming in Oregon and we all started 
          feeling uneasy, like we were being watched. I know it sounds overly 
          dramatic, but it is true. We had our Doberman with us and he was acting 
          strange. When we were swimming we heard a loud splash in the creek. 
          Then we heard trees breaking. In fear it was a black bear my father 
          quickly ushered us into the truck. My sisters and I sat in the back 
          of the truck. My father drove very fast on the old logging road. Then 
          suddenly we almost came to a stopped. Right where another logging road 
          crossed the road we were on. My dog nearly jumped out and all of us 
          kids grabbed him. Which focus our attention eastward down the other 
          logging road. Suddenly, my father stomped on the gas and sent us kids 
          (and dog) sailing against the tail bed of the truck. He never let up 
          on the gas until we were about five miles away and we stopped at a store. 
          Mother jumped out and said, "Did you kids see it? It was bigfoot!!" 
          
        My father quickly 
          told her to lower her voice, but my father never said he had seen anything. 
          In fact, for years my father denied or remained silent about our encounter. 
          Just recently, my father broke down and said, "I just wanted to 
          get my family somewhere safe. Away from it." My mother said that 
          Bigfoot was just calmly walking down the logging road, kicking gravel, 
          as if he was bored. She said he slowly looked up and saw us and looked 
          back down to the ground.
        Sometimes, I wonder 
          if my dog was not trying to get away from it. Trying to jump out the 
          opposite way Bigfoot was walking. I truly believe Bigfoot did not intend 
          to hurt any of us. He would have clearly had his chance when we were 
          swimming. He did throw something in the creek and broke many trees. 
          I believe his way of saying this is my home you need to leave now. He 
          didn't seem aggressive when we passed him on the logging road, according 
          to my mother's account, just the opposite. I wonder if he was just relieved 
          we were leaving. All I know is that he gave my mother, father, and my 
          dog the biggest scare of their lives. My sisters and I sometimes are 
          disappointed we didn't get to see the creature. We were busy wrestling 
          with a dog and being slung around like rag dolls in the back of a truck. 
          But maybe one day I will see him and I will probably be just as terrified 
          as mom and dad. Then again, who knows?
        I gave my mother 
          your phone number but I am not sure if she or my dad will call. I did 
          get a description from my mother. Height: a little over 6 feet; very 
          muscular, brown hair all over, but when sun hit it reddish highlights 
          were seen, arms hung below its knees, fingers were real long making 
          legs look somewhat stumpy, it was very stocky. I ask her to estimate 
          it's weight she said, "good lord I don't know, I weigh 190 lbs 
          and I would have looked like a kid next to it, bigger than any human 
          I've ever saw." She said its face looked more human than apelike. 
          It had deep set eyes, very wide nose (nose had no hair on it), and there 
          was hair from the cheekbones down covering everything except the nose. 
          It walked upright like a man. She said it did not seem aggressive. I 
          asked her since it did not look like an ape did it look like a Neanderthal 
          man. She said no, it was not as ugly as a Neanderthal it looked like 
          a hairy man. The creek we were swimming in was Mosby Creek right off 
          Blue Mountain School Road in Cottage Grove, Oregon. 
          Hope it helps. 
          Will Paige
          Filed April 23, 2002