Husband And Wife Harassed By Bigfoot In Families Old Cabin…

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Husband And Wife Harassed By Bigfoot In Families Old Cabin…


My name is Ron, nearly 10 years ago outside of Berry Glenn, California in our families old cabin, my wife and I inherited, we were literally harassed, and what I thought more or less, attacked by a crazed Bigfoot.

It sounds kind of crazy, but it is true, and I thought I would share this with you.

I never thought in a million years I would have this happen, heck, I never thought they existed at all, especially since I have spent my life working outdoors, and in some pretty remote places to be sure. Here is my story…

Power Lines and no Bigfoot.

I work on, well, worked on past tense, power lines throughout northern California after my service in the military until I retired a decade ago. this meant that I was sometimes out in the middle of nowhere, or at least far out of towns or cities working.

There were times where camping nearby to a job site if needs be was simpler, cheaper, and easier than hotels and driving. Never once did I feel uncomfortable, weird, or endangered. Well, maybe once, but that was due to people problems, not wildlife.

So, no, I did not believe in Bigfoot at all, not until one attacked or harassed my wife and I about 9 years ago at our family cabin in northern California.

We were actually in the process of getting all our ducks in a row with the family cabin we inherited from my father that was located outside of Berry Glenn, a ways up Gold Bluffs Beach Rd.

There are not many homes out that way, actually, next to none other than our little cabin. The land was bought by my great-grandfather in the early 1900’s, and on it he built a tiny cabin.

Of course, over the years, especially by my dad and grandfather, the cabin was rebuilt, and remodeled to look more like a log home than a log cabin. As a matter of fact, today it looks like a plush little 1600 sq. foot home in the woods.

There really is no yard, the forest butts up against all sides of the cabin. The only real open area is the driveway, and that was nearly the length of almost a whole football field between the road and the cabin.