Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Nunavik Hunters Run into Angry Rock-Throwing Bigfoot

These animals are far easier to spot in this country which is devoid of trees.  It is also likely that until now, observers have been keeping the stories to themselves.  However today, we have thousands of individual reports so it has become far easier for the individual to come forward.

Otherwise, there is really serious lack of eyeballs up here anyway.

Nunavik hunters run into rock-throwing bigfoot creature

Posted: 03 Nov 2013 02:49 PM PST
NEWS: Around the Arctic October 25, 

Akulivik hunter Harry Cruikshank and his friends say they are the third northern Quebec group within the last two years to spot a bigfoot creature.

There was the night-time sighting last month of 
a red-eyed bigfoot mama and cub by Cree hunters near Wemindji, and there was the sighting in Aulivik last September, by Harry Cruikshank’s sister, Maggie Cruikshank, who was picking berries when she spotted a tall hairy beast without any clothes.

But unlike previous sightings, Harry Cruikshank’s bigfoot actually may have tried to convey a message to him and his friends. 

The message was, “stay away!”

The group of four men and one woman say they saw the creature Oct. 19. The weather was nice and everyone was hungry for country food so they decided to go seal hunting. 

The group traveled by motorized canoe to an area 45 minutes south of Akulivik on Nunavik’s Hudson Bay coast. After a short coffee break they continued to a remote bay known to be a good spot for seal. 

We all saw the unexpected something on a small hill, it was dark and we started staring at it,”
Cruikshank said. “We knew there was nobody up there because there were no other canoes and you can only reach that hunting area by canoe.”

The group decided to go after the creature. They approached the area and climbed the small hill, but they found nothing. Then they spotted a caribou trail. 

“We heard a strange noise up in the land,” said Cruiskshank, “like the sound of something throwing rocks.”

“Maybe the creature was trying to communicate with us,” added Cruikshank. “But I don’t know how to talk to the bigfoot.”

Still, the hunting party tried to interpret the creature’s movements. 

Speaking amongst themselves, they determined the animal was indeed a bigfoot, and that it was throwing rocks at them because it was angry. 

The bigfoot had been hunting the caribou, Cruikshank speculated, and his hunting party had interrupted the beast on its quest for food. 

Cruikshank and his friends were hungry, too. But they weren’t about to try and shoot the bigfoot. They were also craving caribou meat.

“The bigfoot is not food for us because it walks like a human, with long, long arms,” said Cruikshank. “We forgot about that beast because we really needed to have the country food.”

And so the bigfoot escaped into the wilderness, and Cruikshank and his friends bagged the two caribou that they suspected the beast had been out hunting.

This is actually not the first time Cruikshank has seen a bigfoot. He first sighted the creature back in July of 1997. Cruikshank and his wife were travelling by canoe when she spotted something on the land.

“Harry, what is that!” his wife cried, pointing to a dark hairy creature. 

“He stood up and started running,” said Cruikshank, “very fast running.”

But when he told his story, the people of Akulivik didn’t believe him. “I become quiet after that,” said Cruikshank.

For more than 15 years no one in Akulivik saw bigfoot, or at least no one in Akulivik spoke very loudly about seeing a bigfoot. 

Then, late in the afternoon on a rainy, windy Saturday in September 2012, Harry Cruikshank’s sister, Maggie Cruikshank, spotted a bigfoot while out picking berries with her cousin.

The creature was “taller and larger than a man,” Maggie Cruikshank said at the time. “It walks like us but not standing straight like us, it can jump and crawl.” 
And its footprint measured some 40 centimetres.

Maggie Cruikshank posted photos of the footprints on her Facebook page, which instantly drew numerous comments. But she still has not released a video she claims to have of the creature, which has drawn her some criticism.

Unfortunately her brother was not able to gather any hard evidence of the bigfoot that he saw.
“All of us forgot our cameras,” said Cruikshank.

Clear and compelling documentation of bigfoot has long been a goal of bigfoot enthusiasts and researchers in the western United States, where stories of the creature abound, from the forests of Oregon and Washington to the canyons of Utah. 

In the U.S., people have set up motion sensor cameras and trekked deep into the woods searching for bigfoot, but one Utah-based group called the Falcon Project has an ambitious new plan: construct a remote-controlled helium-filled airship, complete with high tech cameras and thermal imaging equipment, and take the search for bigfoot to the skies.

“We spent 40 years on the ground trying to film this creature,” said project manager William Barnes. “I decided the only way we can actually study these creatures is from the air.”

Barnes, who had a life-altering bigfoot sighting while prospecting for gold in California in the late 1990s — the creature came within just three feet of his tent — says the craft will cost approximately $310,000. 

“We’re still raising money,” said Barnes, “But once we get our money we’re going to be out there 24 hours a day, seven days a week.”

The group, which includes an Idaho State University anthropologist, world-renown tropical biologist and conservationist Ian Redmond and an experienced wolf and mountain lion tracker named Jim Halfpenny plans to search in Idaho, Texas, West Virginia and British Columbia. 

But as of now the Falcon Project has no plans to come to Nunavik.

Back in Aulivik, Harry Cruikshank believes the creatures are here to stay, though he doesn’t plan to go out looking for one again anytime soon.

“I am just going to leave it alone,” said Cruikshank, “and only hunt for the real animals, and not that kind of beast.”

“There have been sightings before,” added Akulivik Mayor Henry Alayco, and he seemed to think there would be sightings again. “It is some sort of mystery,” said Alayco.

SASQUATCH: The James Bay Incident

In the mid-nineties, I did a lot of travel for business purposes and for various hip hop related things I was into. On one such road trip, I was on my way to James Bay, driving a big 4×4 GMC pick-up truck, fresh off the lot. As was typical of me in those days, I was driving at night because, well, I didn’t understand circadian rhythms much at all and I thought I could dictate what my body did, not the other way around. Of course I was also driving fast, because I was still just a dumb ass young buck. It was already quite dark by the time I turned off route 117 onto route 113. As I was making my way up the 113 I was heading into a part of Quebec that’s really strange and desolate. It’s way out in the sticks, I mean really out there. The last town before it goes into 100% “bush mode” is Senneterre, population 3000 – maybe! It’s literally a blip on the map, and if you look at the photo below you can see  95% of the town. It’s just a little strip along the highway with a few scattered houses.

Anyway, once you get past Senneterre it gets pretty lonely. I can remember some days travelling the 113 and only going past about ten cars. Right after that little town it quickly starts to look like the photo below, the rest of the way.
This particular region has an almost Bermuda Triangle-type reputation. There are many stories of very strange things happening, and I even heard a rumor that N.A.S.A. has an observation base nearby (yeah I know, in Canuckistan, it’s crazy right?! But who knows?) So anyway, I would say it was about 1am and I was about three quarters of the way to Lebel-sur-QuĂ©villon, and on the most remote, far-from-anything-resembling-civilization part of the highway I came across something on the road. At first I thought it was a moose hunched over laying down on the road, and I thought perhaps  it was dead. It was still quite far off, and my high beams did not quite reach it yet, but I immediately hit the switch to my auxiliary fog lights and started slowing down and honking.

Caught in the very edge of the high beams, two red eyes reflected back at me. The only way I can describe the color is amber-reddish, like red eye in a photograph. These eyes suddenly rose from two or three feet above the ground to about seven feet in the air. Now this is all happening in a flash, but I quickly realized I was not looking at a moose. They don’t do any kind of “hi-ho silver” moves seven feet in the air, yo’. I freaked and was braking hard and the tires began to squeal, so naturally it was startled.  In a flash, it left the road and somersaulted head first into the ditch. In one smooth movement, it rolled, stood up again, stuck its arms ahead of itself into the woods and shoved small brush aside to make a path into the forest.

Now to this day I don’t know what it was I saw, exactly. I’ve never seen it again and plenty of people around the world insist a Sasquatch/Bigfoot does not exist. I can’t say from my brief encounter if the creature had humanoid qualities such as speech but It moved like a human, and it didn’t look at all like they usually describe them (apelike). I barely got a decent look at it. Usually Sasquatches are described as being mangy and sort of resembling Chewbacka, but from what I saw, the only thing resembling Chewy was the height. As I came closer, all I could see was its back as it headed into the bush. The fur was much more like a moose hide, trim and neat, not the typical stank dreadlocks on a neo-hippy-type “flavor”. I didn’t see its face very clearly, only the reflection of the eyes as it darted off, turning its head away into darkness.

The original natives in the area, the Inyou (people typically refer to them as Cree) have stories of a being they call the Mehstabweow (not sure if the spelling is right). The descriptions I was given orally fit the Sasquatch to a T!  Their stories tell of a wise being that in times of need, helps guide them on hunts and other matters of importance. It was also told to me that these beings have the ability to walk in between two trees and disappear on the other side. I asked where they go when they go between the trees, and I was told it was another plane of existence, they are able to go in between these two worlds at a moment’s notice. In all of the stories I was told, they always refer to these beings as very benevolent and wise, not wild creatures like animals. Now if you choose to believe that these beings are not like the moose or the deer but beings from another world, then it can make perfect sense why they are only seen briefly and not very often.

One day, I was telling someone who lives in the area about my encounter, and they pulled out a VHS tape of a hunt. There were three guys close to the camera and they were taping what appeared to be a moose far off in the distance, laying in the snow near a tree. One of them walked over to it with his gun  thinking he could sneak up on it while it was sleeping. He came back quickly, hauling ass through the snow with a freaked out expression on his face. They asked him what happened but before he could answer, they saw the dark figure stand up on two legs in the background, brush the snow off, and walk off into the distance. Sure, this could have been a hoax but they seemed pretty genuine and I doubt they were very skilled in movie magic to fool me, especially considering it looked old when they showed it to me 12 years ago. And these guys are the type to barely get out of the boonies. From the filming skills they didn’t even appear to be great operators of that old-ass VHS-camcorder, so it seemed pretty legit to my eyes. If I ever locate that tape I’ll surely post a Youtube video.

We don’t hear about stories from this area much. Maybe it’s the language barrier of both French folks and natives in the boonies that don’t speak much English. One thing is certain to me, though: Quebec isn’t known for Big Foot sightings. but it should be.
Note to self : have  a camera with you next time!

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