Summer of 2019 North Field Texas Hall County
Every summer I go and work on my grand parents farm, and have been doing so since I wears 10. When ever I arrived my grand parents seemed uneasy for some reason but I didn’t think anything of it at the time, before I knew it it was time for supper and is normally when we would talk about what was going on. My grandma told me I would be staying in the camper ( which was about 100-120 ft away from the house) and then she looked at my grandpa concerning, when he said “before you go out I need to tell you a couple of things”, I didn’t really pay it any mind. After I got ready for bed he was sitting in his chair with his 12 gauge shotgun right next to him and I came and sat down next to him and told him I was about to go to bed. He said “ now we’ve had a couple problems, (he kept beating around the bush) we’ve had our Fences broke multiple times, our feed and seed sacks strew all around the property, The cows (long horn) have getting spooked, and I’ll wake up to find Henry (a mastiff) and ruger (a cane corso) terrified cowering and hiding in the back of the shop. Now there’s that AR and a pistol in that sleeper if you hear anything, if you wouldnt mind checking it out that would be a real help”. With all of this information laid on me I made my way to the camper and went to sleep. Now some things to know is that the two dogs I would describe as fearless, I’ve seen them chase bobcats, mountain lions, and coyotes since they were about a year and a half. But for the 60-70 long horn on the property accompanied by four alpacas (which in my opinion are even more ruthless than the dogs) that is what really had me concerned if they were getting spooked. So about a week went by nothing really happened, all was pretty much normal. It was Tuesday, I was ploughing a field (2 or so miles away from the house) when I had came over this terrace I saw 6 or 7 buzzards on the ground picking at something so I got up close to the corpse and it was a huge sal (maybe 600-650 pounds). I mean it was huge, but as I walked over and the birds flew away I noticed something wasn’t right. It was gutted with both rib cage broken and in the position it was in it looked like it was being dragged by it hind legs. I pulled it to the side figuring someone shot it down gutted it and went to go get their truck. But after all of this I am 90% certain that it was the Bigfoot that I along with my grand parents had been dealing is the thing that killed that hog. It was Wednesday night, told my grandparents good night and went out the camper, the dogs escorted me out and at about 9:00 I went to bed. It was about 2:00 am when I woke up to the sound of something rubbing the bottom of the camper. I figured it was one of the dogs so I grabbed the pistol (we have rattle snakes that are a fan of hiding under campers) which to my surprise was his Smith & Wesson center model 629 (a monster sized pistol) and stepped out carefully to not get ambushed by a snake. Once I was on the ground and I looked underneath it was ruger (a cane corso) and he was completely petrified nearly peeing on him self. As I walked out, it was extremely silent and the hairs on the back of my neck started standing up. After I looked around for a couple and another 10 mins of me trying to get ruger, he finally came out and bolted directly inside. I peeked inside the camper to see him on the bed al the way pressed up to the back corner. I went in put the pistol down and grabbed the AR and made my way around the camper, as I was looking around with this all around feeling of dread. I started walking along side the longhorn and pig pens nearly falling over the hot wire that ran throughout the property. I was by the shop along side the longhorn pen when I noticed all of the longhorn were all standing in the back corner which was really odd, and then as I got a little closer to the front of the shop I was hit with this god awful smell. It smelled like rotting meat and B-O, but as I am trying to figure out where the smell is coming from near the back by the chicken coop the peacocks started sounding the alarm along with the gineas (which could be caused by any number of things). I went back between the shop and the pens and I looked around the corner when I saw a black mass that dipped to the left of the coop were I couldnt see it so I ran to the shed to try and get a better view and that’s when I heard something was stirring up the chickens (there are 2 separate chicken houses with windows in the back of the rooms). I went to the front gate of the hen house and I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me because I saw a huge hairy arm reaching through the window waving it around to trying to snag a chicken. As I am looking at this thing wave it’s arm around I can hear it grunting and breathing heavily. I was completely shocked as I am a believer of Sasquatch, what I didn’t believe is that Bigfoot would live around the poedunk town we live near. The area around us is mostly farm land and with heavy shrubbery and trees spread throughout. As all of this is happening I don’t know why, but I had said extremely loud “HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING”. I poped five shots off into the wall, and It yanked it s arm out and let out this growl/scream and took off towards the left. I hurried to the right of the coop aiming around the corner, and seeing this thing made me question why I said what I said. As I was aiming around the corner, I finally got a good look at this massive thing. It must have been 8’
Tall, this thing was built like a brick house. If I had to describe what it would look like would be World Strongest Man BRIAN SHAW but with short light brownish hair all over and gorilla like head with a little bit longer hair. As I am looking he was looking around and he locks on to me. By the time he locked on to me it was what felt like 10 minutes, he turned and started walking off (what some may call walking with a purpose) and I was just frozen with fear. I went back to the camper not to find ruger back were I saw him last, I got in bed but wasn’t able to sleep. The next morning as I was riding into town with my grandfather I had asked him “ have you seen anything weird lately” he responded with some small talk trying to beat around the bush. I had said “ last night ruger spooked and something didn’t feel right so I looked around””I heard the peacocks get spooked so I made my way over to the coop I could hear something grunting and breathing heavily” he reached over and shut off the radio and asked “what did you see” I had said “ it had its arm waving about tryin to snag a chicken and I had poped a couple off”. He had lifted his hand for me to stop talking and after a minute or two of suspense, he said out of the blue “there are things out there you would might not think are real....but for that big feller that likes to lurk around the house, the only thing you need to know is, do not ever, I mean ever shoot lives at it. Yelling at it most times scares it off if not I have blanks in that shot gun and you shoot a couple off near it”. After all of this and me trying to process it I started realizing why everything was so strange. Now it has been a year and I’ll be doing a lot more research for the next time I’ll be going back.
I sent a email of pictures of the property and where I had other encounters
Every summer I go and work on my grand parents farm, and have been doing so since I wears 10. When ever I arrived my grand parents seemed uneasy for some reason but I didn’t think anything of it at the time, before I knew it it was time for supper and is normally when we would talk about what was going on. My grandma told me I would be staying in the camper ( which was about 100-120 ft away from the house) and then she looked at my grandpa concerning, when he said “before you go out I need to tell you a couple of things”, I didn’t really pay it any mind. After I got ready for bed he was sitting in his chair with his 12 gauge shotgun right next to him and I came and sat down next to him and told him I was about to go to bed. He said “ now we’ve had a couple problems, (he kept beating around the bush) we’ve had our Fences broke multiple times, our feed and seed sacks strew all around the property, The cows (long horn) have getting spooked, and I’ll wake up to find Henry (a mastiff) and ruger (a cane corso) terrified cowering and hiding in the back of the shop. Now there’s that AR and a pistol in that sleeper if you hear anything, if you wouldnt mind checking it out that would be a real help”. With all of this information laid on me I made my way to the camper and went to sleep. Now some things to know is that the two dogs I would describe as fearless, I’ve seen them chase bobcats, mountain lions, and coyotes since they were about a year and a half. But for the 60-70 long horn on the property accompanied by four alpacas (which in my opinion are even more ruthless than the dogs) that is what really had me concerned if they were getting spooked. So about a week went by nothing really happened, all was pretty much normal. It was Tuesday, I was ploughing a field (2 or so miles away from the house) when I had came over this terrace I saw 6 or 7 buzzards on the ground picking at something so I got up close to the corpse and it was a huge sal (maybe 600-650 pounds). I mean it was huge, but as I walked over and the birds flew away I noticed something wasn’t right. It was gutted with both rib cage broken and in the position it was in it looked like it was being dragged by it hind legs. I pulled it to the side figuring someone shot it down gutted it and went to go get their truck. But after all of this I am 90% certain that it was the Bigfoot that I along with my grand parents had been dealing is the thing that killed that hog. It was Wednesday night, told my grandparents good night and went out the camper, the dogs escorted me out and at about 9:00 I went to bed. It was about 2:00 am when I woke up to the sound of something rubbing the bottom of the camper. I figured it was one of the dogs so I grabbed the pistol (we have rattle snakes that are a fan of hiding under campers) which to my surprise was his Smith & Wesson center model 629 (a monster sized pistol) and stepped out carefully to not get ambushed by a snake. Once I was on the ground and I looked underneath it was ruger (a cane corso) and he was completely petrified nearly peeing on him self. As I walked out, it was extremely silent and the hairs on the back of my neck started standing up. After I looked around for a couple and another 10 mins of me trying to get ruger, he finally came out and bolted directly inside. I peeked inside the camper to see him on the bed al the way pressed up to the back corner. I went in put the pistol down and grabbed the AR and made my way around the camper, as I was looking around with this all around feeling of dread. I started walking along side the longhorn and pig pens nearly falling over the hot wire that ran throughout the property. I was by the shop along side the longhorn pen when I noticed all of the longhorn were all standing in the back corner which was really odd, and then as I got a little closer to the front of the shop I was hit with this god awful smell. It smelled like rotting meat and B-O, but as I am trying to figure out where the smell is coming from near the back by the chicken coop the peacocks started sounding the alarm along with the gineas (which could be caused by any number of things). I went back between the shop and the pens and I looked around the corner when I saw a black mass that dipped to the left of the coop were I couldnt see it so I ran to the shed to try and get a better view and that’s when I heard something was stirring up the chickens (there are 2 separate chicken houses with windows in the back of the rooms). I went to the front gate of the hen house and I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me because I saw a huge hairy arm reaching through the window waving it around to trying to snag a chicken. As I am looking at this thing wave it’s arm around I can hear it grunting and breathing heavily. I was completely shocked as I am a believer of Sasquatch, what I didn’t believe is that Bigfoot would live around the poedunk town we live near. The area around us is mostly farm land and with heavy shrubbery and trees spread throughout. As all of this is happening I don’t know why, but I had said extremely loud “HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING”. I poped five shots off into the wall, and It yanked it s arm out and let out this growl/scream and took off towards the left. I hurried to the right of the coop aiming around the corner, and seeing this thing made me question why I said what I said. As I was aiming around the corner, I finally got a good look at this massive thing. It must have been 8’
Tall, this thing was built like a brick house. If I had to describe what it would look like would be World Strongest Man BRIAN SHAW but with short light brownish hair all over and gorilla like head with a little bit longer hair. As I am looking he was looking around and he locks on to me. By the time he locked on to me it was what felt like 10 minutes, he turned and started walking off (what some may call walking with a purpose) and I was just frozen with fear. I went back to the camper not to find ruger back were I saw him last, I got in bed but wasn’t able to sleep. The next morning as I was riding into town with my grandfather I had asked him “ have you seen anything weird lately” he responded with some small talk trying to beat around the bush. I had said “ last night ruger spooked and something didn’t feel right so I looked around””I heard the peacocks get spooked so I made my way over to the coop I could hear something grunting and breathing heavily” he reached over and shut off the radio and asked “what did you see” I had said “ it had its arm waving about tryin to snag a chicken and I had poped a couple off”. He had lifted his hand for me to stop talking and after a minute or two of suspense, he said out of the blue “there are things out there you would might not think are real....but for that big feller that likes to lurk around the house, the only thing you need to know is, do not ever, I mean ever shoot lives at it. Yelling at it most times scares it off if not I have blanks in that shot gun and you shoot a couple off near it”. After all of this and me trying to process it I started realizing why everything was so strange. Now it has been a year and I’ll be doing a lot more research for the next time I’ll be going back.
I sent a email of pictures of the property and where I had other encounters
