Crescent City, California
It was late August 1995. My wife and I went on what we thought would be our dream
vacation. We flew into Portland, Oregon, and rented a car at the airport. Our
plan was to sight see arouned Portland a few days before continuing with the
rest of the vacation. Then we drove Hwy 99 west to Hwy 18 over to I-101 south
we were going to take a few days to drive down to San Francisco.
So far everything was going perfect. We put lots of miles behind us before stoping in Crescent City, California that night. We stayed in a hotel just across the street from the marina.
We had dinner at the hotel restaurant while we talked about the day's adventures and what we were planning for tomorrow. Then we went back to the room to get some sleep before getting up early and starting on our way. I'm a truck driver by trade and I like to get started early before the mourning traffic starts. We jumped in the car and south on 101.
It took only one minute and Mary was asleep but she told me to wake her if I saw something for her to look at. It wasn't too long after that when I spotted a beach with black sand so I pulled over and put the car in park and shut it off. I was going to wake Mary up and see if she wanted to take a walk on the beach. I just started to turn arouned when I saw something moving out the corner of my eye. I turned to see this big thing standing right in front of my car at first I thought it was a bear until our eyes met. I could'nt move or speak, we just locked eyes for what seemed to be forever. It stood about 6½ to 7 ft, dark brown matted hair, and was holding what looked to be sea weed which it used both hands to carry.
It didn't seem startled in fact I felt it was looking at me with anger in its eyes. It let go a snort and a glob of snot hit the windshield right in front of my face. It then took 3 or 4 steps and completly crossed the highway while it was still looking at me. It was then when I heard the squeal of tires and the beeping of a horn. The thing disappeared into the woods and I knew I wasn't the only one to see it that day. I was back on the road in a flash not even going to ask the other driver if he or she was ok. About a mile down the road a 4 wheel drive pulled up behind me with flashers on so I pulled over to the side thinking I was getting a ticket. But it was the other driver I walked to his jeep and we started to talk about the event, then my wife started to get out of the car and I told him not to say anything. I just told her I was asking questions about places to see along the way. I never told anyone about that day which I still lose sleep over. And I wish I got that guy's name and number because now I would like to talk about it. Maybe by putting the story on your web page at www.bigfootencounters.com I will find the other driver. Hope you can help.