Ram River, Alberta July 2017

Submitted by CLM. 
​On July 16-20 2017, my son, his girlfriend and I went camping at the Ram River Falls provincial campground in Alberta—about an hour south of Nordegg. We heard something playing with things on the picnic table for 3 of the 4 nights we were there. I put my game cam on the picnic table, but nothing happened that night. The most eventful night was Monday and Tuesday (second night); something swiped the side of the tent, then sounded like it was going through our garbage bag (plastic wrappings and stuff we couldn't burn). It sounded like it was making a great mess, then one of the tin plates that was on the table crashed to the ground; there was other noise as well. Anyway, then I distinctly heard 4 bipedal footsteps coming toward the tent and then a grunt! I panicked and reached over trying to wake up my son by shaking his face; he did not wake-up. The noise stopped for a while, but whatever had been there came back twice that night. Morning came and I told the kids what had happened the night before. Nothing was disturbed; the garbage was where it should have been, the plate was on the ground, but that was all. We decided to get out of there for a while and drove into Rocky Mountain House for lunch and some supplies. We were gone for about a few hours when we came back the first thing we noticed was that something was spilled or sprayed all over the tent! The tent is brand new; we just took it out of its wrappings the day we got there, and were sure would have seen all this stuff. The campground is basically deserted, I think when we arrived, we saw two other campers in the whole place. It has 54 sites, divided into 5 loops and 2 of them were closed.
Over the next few nights, we had the tent swiped again and heard something playing around with things on the picnic table. One night I heard something poking around my car; I have no idea what was happening—all I know is that it was coming from around my car. I thought something could have been eating bugs from the grill. I took a good look around the next morning and found dusty finger prints on one car window; very small like the tip of my little finger. I noticed what were probably dermal ridges in a couple of the prints. After I returned home, I got a black light and took a look at the tent; the stains fluoresced indicating urine. I cut off one of the window flaps that had a lot of staining and provided a part of it to Chris Murphy. There is no doubt in my mind that what I heard that Monday night was a sasquatch—4 bipedal footsteps and a grunt!  ​


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