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1960's to 1995 - Several Sasquatch stories and encounters
Pitt Lake area, British Columbia Canada
Pitt Lake is 25 to 30 miles up the Fraser River from Vancouver B.C. It is very rare in that it is one of the largest "freshwater" lakes in the world affected directly by Pacific Ocean tides.
An incident in the early 1960s that got me interested in the subject of Sasquatch went something like this: A logging company owner by the name of Joe Manuck had a smaller show at a place on Pitt Lake called Frenchman's Bay (now known as Christian Cove on the maps). He went up the mountain about one mile or so to get at some big timber in a very steep and rugged canyon. In the process of setting up a temporary camp for his crew and cook, Manuck towed a wood frame and plywood cook/bunk house on 3-ft-round skid logs up the valley with a D-8 Cat. After Manuck logged the show and got most of the good wood out, he left the old cook/bunk house up there for family and friends to use as a hunting cabin. One weekend during the fall of about 1962, my friends Fred Gerak, Ron Gerak and Vince Manuck Jr. headed up to the area for some black tail hunting.
They reached the place
late on a Friday afternoon and proceeded to give the old cabin a quick
sweep to get rid of the mouse droppings, chop enough firewood to last
a couple of days, cook some dinner and then hit the sack early for some
much needed rest. Sometime during the middle of the night they were all
rudely awakened by a massive crash of something hitting the outside of
the cabin hard enough to dislodge the stove pipes and fill the entire
cabin with black soot and choking smoke. At first light in the morning
they inspected the cabin fully expecting to find a giant boulder, claw
marks from a big bear or some other such sign on the outside walls but
found nothing. I went up the following weekend on a hunting trip and had
a good look around the cabin for myself. I found no broken branches on
any of the small alders that had sprung up beside the cabin or anything
else to indicate something with a rational explanation responsible for
crashing into the cabin. Over the years I often pondered the thought of
what could have possibly hit the cabin's walls "so high up"
above the skid logs (on the bunk side where everyone was sleeping and
probably snoring a bit) with the force required to knock the stove and
its pipes completely out of commission. Not a one of us could figure this
out until a later date when the stories of Sasquatch began to quietly
circulate amongst the area's loggers.
Oscar told us about a time some years back when he was heading up the lake towards home at first light on a beautiful summer morning. He went on to explain that the lake was a flat as glass and there wasn't a breath of wind. As they were heading from point to point he happened to glance towards the shoreline and noticed a rhythmic splashing about 300 yards away.
Out of curiosity he
decided to head his old Easthope powered ex-gill-netter towards the beach
in case someone was in trouble. As he got closer he noticed a downed alder
or cottonwood tree laying in the water with what appeared to be a huge,
dark colored man-ape jumping up and down on it - looking for all the world
like it was simply playing and totally amused by the splashes it was making
in the water. Oscar went on to explain that once the ape-like creature
spotted him getting closer, it went up the tree faster than any man could
have possibly gone and quickly disappeared into the bush.
Oscar said he stared
in the direction the dog's gaze was fixed upon and saw what he thought
was about an 8-foot tall grizzly standing on its hind legs partially hidden
behind some alders. Oscar went on to say that he'd heard plenty of bears
grunt and cougars scream in his days in the bush, but had never heard
such a tremendously loud roar come out of any animal he knew of.
Dan said that he and a couple of friends had hiked up a small creek a few miles in search of some good rainbow trout fishing. In a very remote and rugged area they came across four or five 17" Sasquatch tracks impressed into a dampened natural earth slide along the creek.
Dan explained the tracks were farther apart then he could fully stretch his legs and so clear that he could see dermal imprints in the bottoms. Interestingly, Dan also said that while flying in helicopters over the years, he noticed that the valley he found those Sasquatch tracks in, - is the only one that links up cleanly with the Harrison Lake country and has no boxed canyons or obstructions. A possible Sasquatch migration route?
There have been a
few reports from loggers and others over the years of Sasquatch sightings
concentrated in this general area. Larry Pynn wrote a piece in The
Vancouver Sun a few years back of a Sasquatch sighting by a local
logger that worked out of the main camp at Alvin, BC. Also a documentary-type
film titled Alden's Outdoors that went into detail on Sasquatch
and some form of giant salamander-type creature sightings in this area.
Interestingly, Dan Gerak also has two recent sighting reports (from either
guests of his lodge or people he knows) of these black salamander-type
reptiles seen crossing the road.
On the evening of our first day hunting we went in towards the end of this logging road (called Upper Swamp Road on wooden markers along the way) and stopped in a logged off draw about ¾ of a mile from the end of the road. When we got out of the truck in this valley, my friend Sil mentioned that his uncle had been coming up this same road the previous fall and spotted what he thought was a black bear digging roots about 60 feet from the far treeline. Looking at the spot he was pointing towards, I would say it was no more than 100 yards or so into the clearing from our vantage point. Seems his uncle stopped and readied his rifle to take the bear when it presented a clear shot. Quite soon the somewhat surprised animal suddenly realized it was being watched and quickly stood up.
Sil went on to explain that his uncle literally got the shock of his life when a huge Sasquatch now loomed in front of him and with four or five giant steps hit the treeline and disappeared from sight into the timber. Apparently Sil's uncle was so shaken by what he had just seen that upon his return home he vowed to close family and friends that he'd never to go into this country again for as long as he lived.
Sil also told of meeting two very old hunters at this same location the previous fall that mentioned in a tailgate conversation of seeing a Sasquatch at this very spot the year before. In fact, they said they had made this trip into the area with the hopes of seeing the creature again.
It might be interesting
to note that when I went over to the general area where the Sasquatch
was sighted I got a strange, uneasy feeling. The bush was so bloody thick
and dark you couldn't see 30-feet into it. I also remarked to Sil that
this area gave me the creeps and it seemed it was a dead zone. Besides
the breeze blowing through the tree tops, there wasn't a sign or a sound
of another living creature to be seen or heard.