1979 New South Wales
Hello Lynn and USA and everyone on bfcf, you can call me hanc as I'm in Sydney Australia and I chose your channel as in Australia it's different, people are still in the Dark,I was a 18yrs young man and setting of on my P plates from Windsor NSW to Hastings point northern nswsome900kms North there was Mick and me in a 1967vc valiant sedan with a tow ball,this will be relevant later,I ask all listening to google Earth the sites as I am Australia and it's a different world to USA and northern hemisphere,,we departed Windsor nth on the Putty Rd and travelled for hrs,back then it was a WW2 army rd to bring groups from singleton army base to Windsor and next to Richmond RAAF base back then and the coastal freeway did not exist as it is today,trucks travelled this Rd every 20mins,the coast way was via going into Gosford and all the hills local traffic and a single lane way back then,this is also relevant,so back to going nth Mick and I travelled to Howe's valley with barkey creek on the left then as we went over the bridge we turned right onto the 1800s Rd which now is a dead end to make a cuppa,we put the Billy on (tin pot with a wire handle)and Mick lit the fire and I got out our Tucker box which was hard cardboard box with milk water, biscuits sandwichs packed by my grand mother,you get the idea, we had a nice clean fire with little smoke,we were chatting and doing what you do on a pit stop,had a nature calling and a walk on this old disregarded Rd parallel to the current rdbut 2meters lower,I'm trying to send a picture of it in your mind ,as we turned right in onto the old Rd we had a mountain Infront of us and then turn 180 totally on the Rd the mountain was now on my left,where we heard a BANG in nowhere with no one for miles from up above on the side of the mountain,Mick says oh fruck what was that,I said a dead falling tree but there was no wind,I was 18 and nieve,so we sat on the boot/trunk and there right Infront of us,bang hits a sandstone rock and it shaderd,we looked up at the mountain trying to see what through it over the 30 to 60 high trees and far from the mountain over a creek and a grassy area 150 to 250 wide and then landing in front of us,I said look over there up on the rock face south east from our position,a red fur looking creature swaying on the other of the creek but confused,it was only 20higher than us not way up high as we thought a human would to throw this extreme distance,we sat in aw watching it ,Mick said let's get the fruck out of here I said yeh mate let's go ,you put the box in and I'll keep my eyes on it as I put the fire out on the old tard Rd,we then got in the car still seeing it through the windscreen on the left top corner so it's clear to you all,it was at least 9ft tall I worked out last year as I climbed up there 40yrs later,it was obviously living in a cave up there I since found inbetween the 2mountains you can see that run up the edge of Darkey creek and there is a wash between them it can run to get away from humans with guns,we don't have guns here like USA Canada,Mick and I backed up the old Rd past the point of entry and turned hard right U turn back on to the Putty Rd,we went 300yrds and Mick says look , pointing into the roads department of the time rest area with a fire place at the rear,on Google Earth still today,he tells at me that's where we were,I said what are you talking about,John and I were here last month.i had to calm Mick down and kept driving through the S shaped roads,Mick then yells again it's there look and sure enough here the Yowie following us on the other side of the creek now just 30 ft away so I put my foot down with my VC valiant a big225slant6 motor we were gone,I will write part 2and 3 of this trip as we had more encounters on this trip,regards hanc
Hello everyone part 2 thank you Lynn for you reading this article,it's me Hanc again in Australia,
Mick and I are driving to Singleton at the end of the putty Rd,Mick finally calmed down enough to explain what he talking about John and him last month at department of roads rest area on the putty that we past after the yowie/Bigfoot threw a rock at us, apparently Mick and John were taking a load of mattresses to Tamworth but John's drive time ran out and he had to rest,so Mick got into the back of the Pantech truck and was asleep and John slept across the front seats,the yowie walked down the creek and stood on John's bull bar, bending the bottom bull bar and greasy hand prints on the top one,John , scared out of his head,started the truck and drove to Singleton with Mick in the rear still,on leaving the valley John stopped and let him out of the back of the truck,Mick said he couldn't believe what John said but now he knows what John saw but in his face,I enclose photos of Howe's valley,when they got to Singleton Mick and John found the damage on the new truck,after coffee at the BP on the New England highway they set of to Tamworth Mick said John was too shaken to sleep,we,Mick and I now our selves were arriving at Singleton and we went up the hill to the road house overlooking Singleton on the new England highway,we had coffee,fuel and Mick smoked like a chimney and then we too set of for Tamworth and further north to Tenterfield,home of Peter Allen all those years ago,Rio Rio,Rio diganero I can still here Peter Allen's voice as a kid,,I got Mick to start singing Rio and Tenterfield saddler and we call Australia home,and finally cheer him up with a slim Dusty's ,I had a beer with duncan.we didn't have a am radio, nothing,so then after feeling better,we didn't know we were going to park right where another yowie was hunting sheep on the great northern table lands,we got to Tamworth and refueled and left then onto Armidale and GUYRA, started to get road tired we left GUYRA and I thought I'd make it to Glen innes to my spot at the BP car park,but no Mick Neil mate your too tired there's a service station,so we stopped on the western side across from the service station at Llangothlen,at Llangothlen Rd and New England highway,Mick got in the back and the valiant had a bench front seat ,so we put our blankets on and fell asleep and sheep grazing next to us.
Bang goes the car,I thought a truck hit us 430am I think we worked out later,Bang again,then coming out of a dead sleep it wasn't a truck,it was Mick's head hitting the ceiling,Bang again then getting my Witt's back Bang a again I looked back and here is big black figure across the back window 3/4filling it ,it had my tow ball,Mick's screamed what the fuck , crying man help,Bang and then I spun around in the drivers seat ,hit the key and I floors it, ripping gravel up , spinning the wheels,that USA 225 truck engine as we called it,rawed to life and threw that gravel into it's legs then its face,fish tailing it out onto the foggy Rd, Mick Mick are you ok,while doing 100 miles per hr not KMs as my Speedo was in miles,finally after Mick got his brain back in as I recall he said but I need to piss but I can't and I don't want to stop,so we drove into the BP/Ampolat Glenn Innes on the north side of town we got out and examined Mick's head in the toilets,still foggy,in shock,shaken to soiled pants, well felt like it,our minds were racing,I said enough where staying here to day light,so we did,after bacon and eggs and coffee and 5pain killers each we finally fell asleep for 5 hrs and the sun was out and a beautiful sight was in the car park with us,a Double deck truck load of smelly sheep,sting urine and Dunn,just what we needed to realise we were alive, thank you Lynn part 3 soon see the attached photos,god bless all and always try to smile ,there's always a new day when the sun comes up,bless you all Hanc
Part 3 leaving glen Innes we travelled to Tenterfield and then went across the Bruckner highway to casino Lismore, Bangalow , following the old Pacific Highway to billinugell where we soon turned right onto a back Rd through wooyong to Pottsville then Hastings point where my foster mum lived in creek St,she said oh shit mate what happened you both look like ghosts and Mick what happened to your head,mum is 89yrs young as I write this September 2019,we spoke today on the phone and she still remembers that day and especially Mick's head and the dents his forehead left leaving pimple like bumps raising up on the tarrot/ roof of the car above the rear left passenger side- we drive right side of the Rd like England,and everytime I was that car for the next 5 treats rubbing my hands over with the soapy water I'd start to shake and dream about it while standing up there at Hastings point in the sun,Mick well I'm sad to say he had a reaction,he decided to hitch hike back to Windsor knowing a guy with a chicken carrying truck was due out of a small town north of Tamworth back to Windsor to steggles chicken processing factory on a Rd from Windsor to the city. At Marsden park, I drove him to wooyong Rd then Pacific coast Highway (now called Tweed coast Rd due to the huge 4lane freeway from Tweed heads to Sydney,yes Sydney 950km long,check it out on Google maps)
Mick then got a lift to Grafton and took a lift buy Shere luck he said at the BP servo there a guy and wife went to Tamworth through to Armidale onto Tamworth,he told them what happened on the way up and apparently they had them yowies killing there chickens and get gifting them with dead fresh rabbits and black snakes(poisones) laying in front of the hen house,well let's just say Mick never left Windsor again untill his mum died there where he mum and step father lived, he's now at Muswellbrook which is north of singleton and he's stayed there for the last 32yrs,he told me resently,I'm in Sydney west ,I'd love to hear from anyone Lynn please if they read this true event as I 1st stated Australia is not awake yet
With your permission please anyone near me in NSW they can write time at hanc.. [email protected].
*note it's Darkey creek not Barkey creek
Hello Lynn and USA and everyone on bfcf, you can call me hanc as I'm in Sydney Australia and I chose your channel as in Australia it's different, people are still in the Dark,I was a 18yrs young man and setting of on my P plates from Windsor NSW to Hastings point northern nswsome900kms North there was Mick and me in a 1967vc valiant sedan with a tow ball,this will be relevant later,I ask all listening to google Earth the sites as I am Australia and it's a different world to USA and northern hemisphere,,we departed Windsor nth on the Putty Rd and travelled for hrs,back then it was a WW2 army rd to bring groups from singleton army base to Windsor and next to Richmond RAAF base back then and the coastal freeway did not exist as it is today,trucks travelled this Rd every 20mins,the coast way was via going into Gosford and all the hills local traffic and a single lane way back then,this is also relevant,so back to going nth Mick and I travelled to Howe's valley with barkey creek on the left then as we went over the bridge we turned right onto the 1800s Rd which now is a dead end to make a cuppa,we put the Billy on (tin pot with a wire handle)and Mick lit the fire and I got out our Tucker box which was hard cardboard box with milk water, biscuits sandwichs packed by my grand mother,you get the idea, we had a nice clean fire with little smoke,we were chatting and doing what you do on a pit stop,had a nature calling and a walk on this old disregarded Rd parallel to the current rdbut 2meters lower,I'm trying to send a picture of it in your mind ,as we turned right in onto the old Rd we had a mountain Infront of us and then turn 180 totally on the Rd the mountain was now on my left,where we heard a BANG in nowhere with no one for miles from up above on the side of the mountain,Mick says oh fruck what was that,I said a dead falling tree but there was no wind,I was 18 and nieve,so we sat on the boot/trunk and there right Infront of us,bang hits a sandstone rock and it shaderd,we looked up at the mountain trying to see what through it over the 30 to 60 high trees and far from the mountain over a creek and a grassy area 150 to 250 wide and then landing in front of us,I said look over there up on the rock face south east from our position,a red fur looking creature swaying on the other of the creek but confused,it was only 20higher than us not way up high as we thought a human would to throw this extreme distance,we sat in aw watching it ,Mick said let's get the fruck out of here I said yeh mate let's go ,you put the box in and I'll keep my eyes on it as I put the fire out on the old tard Rd,we then got in the car still seeing it through the windscreen on the left top corner so it's clear to you all,it was at least 9ft tall I worked out last year as I climbed up there 40yrs later,it was obviously living in a cave up there I since found inbetween the 2mountains you can see that run up the edge of Darkey creek and there is a wash between them it can run to get away from humans with guns,we don't have guns here like USA Canada,Mick and I backed up the old Rd past the point of entry and turned hard right U turn back on to the Putty Rd,we went 300yrds and Mick says look , pointing into the roads department of the time rest area with a fire place at the rear,on Google Earth still today,he tells at me that's where we were,I said what are you talking about,John and I were here last month.i had to calm Mick down and kept driving through the S shaped roads,Mick then yells again it's there look and sure enough here the Yowie following us on the other side of the creek now just 30 ft away so I put my foot down with my VC valiant a big225slant6 motor we were gone,I will write part 2and 3 of this trip as we had more encounters on this trip,regards hanc
Hello everyone part 2 thank you Lynn for you reading this article,it's me Hanc again in Australia,
Mick and I are driving to Singleton at the end of the putty Rd,Mick finally calmed down enough to explain what he talking about John and him last month at department of roads rest area on the putty that we past after the yowie/Bigfoot threw a rock at us, apparently Mick and John were taking a load of mattresses to Tamworth but John's drive time ran out and he had to rest,so Mick got into the back of the Pantech truck and was asleep and John slept across the front seats,the yowie walked down the creek and stood on John's bull bar, bending the bottom bull bar and greasy hand prints on the top one,John , scared out of his head,started the truck and drove to Singleton with Mick in the rear still,on leaving the valley John stopped and let him out of the back of the truck,Mick said he couldn't believe what John said but now he knows what John saw but in his face,I enclose photos of Howe's valley,when they got to Singleton Mick and John found the damage on the new truck,after coffee at the BP on the New England highway they set of to Tamworth Mick said John was too shaken to sleep,we,Mick and I now our selves were arriving at Singleton and we went up the hill to the road house overlooking Singleton on the new England highway,we had coffee,fuel and Mick smoked like a chimney and then we too set of for Tamworth and further north to Tenterfield,home of Peter Allen all those years ago,Rio Rio,Rio diganero I can still here Peter Allen's voice as a kid,,I got Mick to start singing Rio and Tenterfield saddler and we call Australia home,and finally cheer him up with a slim Dusty's ,I had a beer with duncan.we didn't have a am radio, nothing,so then after feeling better,we didn't know we were going to park right where another yowie was hunting sheep on the great northern table lands,we got to Tamworth and refueled and left then onto Armidale and GUYRA, started to get road tired we left GUYRA and I thought I'd make it to Glen innes to my spot at the BP car park,but no Mick Neil mate your too tired there's a service station,so we stopped on the western side across from the service station at Llangothlen,at Llangothlen Rd and New England highway,Mick got in the back and the valiant had a bench front seat ,so we put our blankets on and fell asleep and sheep grazing next to us.
Bang goes the car,I thought a truck hit us 430am I think we worked out later,Bang again,then coming out of a dead sleep it wasn't a truck,it was Mick's head hitting the ceiling,Bang again then getting my Witt's back Bang a again I looked back and here is big black figure across the back window 3/4filling it ,it had my tow ball,Mick's screamed what the fuck , crying man help,Bang and then I spun around in the drivers seat ,hit the key and I floors it, ripping gravel up , spinning the wheels,that USA 225 truck engine as we called it,rawed to life and threw that gravel into it's legs then its face,fish tailing it out onto the foggy Rd, Mick Mick are you ok,while doing 100 miles per hr not KMs as my Speedo was in miles,finally after Mick got his brain back in as I recall he said but I need to piss but I can't and I don't want to stop,so we drove into the BP/Ampolat Glenn Innes on the north side of town we got out and examined Mick's head in the toilets,still foggy,in shock,shaken to soiled pants, well felt like it,our minds were racing,I said enough where staying here to day light,so we did,after bacon and eggs and coffee and 5pain killers each we finally fell asleep for 5 hrs and the sun was out and a beautiful sight was in the car park with us,a Double deck truck load of smelly sheep,sting urine and Dunn,just what we needed to realise we were alive, thank you Lynn part 3 soon see the attached photos,god bless all and always try to smile ,there's always a new day when the sun comes up,bless you all Hanc
Part 3 leaving glen Innes we travelled to Tenterfield and then went across the Bruckner highway to casino Lismore, Bangalow , following the old Pacific Highway to billinugell where we soon turned right onto a back Rd through wooyong to Pottsville then Hastings point where my foster mum lived in creek St,she said oh shit mate what happened you both look like ghosts and Mick what happened to your head,mum is 89yrs young as I write this September 2019,we spoke today on the phone and she still remembers that day and especially Mick's head and the dents his forehead left leaving pimple like bumps raising up on the tarrot/ roof of the car above the rear left passenger side- we drive right side of the Rd like England,and everytime I was that car for the next 5 treats rubbing my hands over with the soapy water I'd start to shake and dream about it while standing up there at Hastings point in the sun,Mick well I'm sad to say he had a reaction,he decided to hitch hike back to Windsor knowing a guy with a chicken carrying truck was due out of a small town north of Tamworth back to Windsor to steggles chicken processing factory on a Rd from Windsor to the city. At Marsden park, I drove him to wooyong Rd then Pacific coast Highway (now called Tweed coast Rd due to the huge 4lane freeway from Tweed heads to Sydney,yes Sydney 950km long,check it out on Google maps)
Mick then got a lift to Grafton and took a lift buy Shere luck he said at the BP servo there a guy and wife went to Tamworth through to Armidale onto Tamworth,he told them what happened on the way up and apparently they had them yowies killing there chickens and get gifting them with dead fresh rabbits and black snakes(poisones) laying in front of the hen house,well let's just say Mick never left Windsor again untill his mum died there where he mum and step father lived, he's now at Muswellbrook which is north of singleton and he's stayed there for the last 32yrs,he told me resently,I'm in Sydney west ,I'd love to hear from anyone Lynn please if they read this true event as I 1st stated Australia is not awake yet
With your permission please anyone near me in NSW they can write time at hanc.. [email protected].
*note it's Darkey creek not Barkey creek
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