Oregon National Forest 1987

We have traveled over 45 years throughout the National Parks in the U.S and Canada. We started in 1974 and have been through 4 campers. We've been to Yellowstone over 30 times (our favorite place) and have been to most of the major National Parks. When our 2 kids were born, they never slowed us down. I can't give the date of our encounter but my daughter, Jennifer was around 8 years old and my son was 5 so my guess is this was around 1987. We were travelling through the Northwest deep in Oregon and decided to pull into a National Forest campground. The Campground was virtually empty which wasn't unusual.We ate dinner, didn't bother with a campfire, and retired. We were sleeping soundly when around 3AM were were awakened by a loud terrifying scream. It went on over 15 seconds and we all sat up in the Camper. The Roar was directly behind our Van and raised the hairs on the back of my neck. To say the least, we were all paralyzed with fear. We looked out the windows at total darkness and could hear branches breaking and a lot of commotion in the woods. Needless to say, we didn't go back to sleep. When the sun came up, we got out of our camper. Jennifer said "Look Dad" and pointed out all the broken branches and shrubs around our campsite. We have had prior Grizzly and Cougar encounters. The Roar we heard was like nothing I ever heard before or since. Although we never saw it, we left that campground that morning shook up and Bigfoot believers.     Mike B


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