Late 1990s  , Washington Tatoosh Wilderness
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I started hunting this area because their was only one trail up and back in order to make it up the 2 half miles straight up your horse had to be in very good shape persons have tried and they turn around head back down same with hikers so it was just me my horse named joker and dog gunner I ended up hunting this area for like 13 years right around then is when I started having encounters first one was I was heading back to camp I came out of the woods and their is a open hill side of mountain grass no trees or stumps I get in the middle of this hillside I look to my right up the slope and in the middle of it looks like a bushy stump I know for a fact their isn't anything like that on that slope I just stood and stared at it then I decided to pull trigger back on my 35rem rifle it shoots 200 grain bullets fired a round in the air and it got up and ran up and over and gone one thing ill say is they are fast very fast I really didn't think much of after that got back to camp settle in had dinner getting late time to go to bed I never slept in a tent always slept out in the open on blanket use one to cover me that was in the summer got up early fed joker then headed out to find some bear soon as I started to walk in the woods always walk by old large tree had fallen 2ft tall 2ft around or so soon as I walk by it it was laying down on one side of it so when I walked by it he had gotten up and ran when I turn around all I saw was the back side of him man was he fast after that weekend I went never told anyone really never thought about it went back up next weekend I set my dome tent up cause it was raining little bit here and there put my gear in keep it dry on Sunday I decided to take a nap before I pack up head down something I never do crawled in my dome tent with my back facing the opening I fell asleep while I was sleeping something reach in and nudged my shoulder 2 times I open my eyes and said ya what I didn't roll over right waited for some one to say something cause I had couple buddies that would come up once in a while when I noticed no one was speaking up I flew out of my tent nothing no one look all around nothing so I pack up and got hell down little later on was talking to old mountain man who use to hunt and trap up there told him my story he said that big foot had been watching me the whole time never saw me in my tent before was a little concerned so he thought he would see if I was ok I never did ever go back up there again end of story but that wasn't the end of my encounters I started noticing them all over different parts of the woods all around where I lived

mark randall hawkins