These shares involve home encounters—activity aimed at the residence, yard, or permanent living place rather than a one-night camp.
Common threads are repeated visits, windows and doors, and people who cannot simply "leave the trail." Browse these shares if you want domestic, homestead, and village-home pressure.
In the winter of 1970, Thomas traveled to Kaltag along the Yukon River to help his recently widowed niece with house repairs. Hyper-vigilant from his past terrifying encounters, Thomas spent his afternoons scouting the nearby valleys on a snowmachine. His worst fears were realized when he spotted a Hairy Man sprinting up a mountain and disappearing into a cave. For weeks, he desperately tried to keep his niece’s two young children close to the house, but his refusal to explain exactly what was out in the woods caused a bitter rift between them.
Inspired by legendary wilderness survivalists, Jacob set out to hand-build a remote homestead cabin near Lake Clark, north of Iliamna. What began as a peaceful five-year plan slowly unraveled over three seasons. In year three, the subtle harassment escalated into a targeted siege. After returning from a hike to find fresh, massive footprints heading directly down the trail toward his campsite, Jacob found his canvas tent smashed and his partially constructed log cabin violently twisted off its foundation.
A veteran 92-year-old trapper recounts a terrifying ordeal from the twilight of his trapping career in 1984, northeast of Bethel in the remote Yukon-Kuskokwim Delta. Relying on an isolated backup cabin he typically avoided due to eerie sounds in the distance, his trapping season began smoothly—until he discovered his newly set wolverine traps repeatedly sprung and empty, reeking of a potent, musty ammonia odor.
Former cabin builder Jeff shares his story about encountering The Hairy Man while building a remote cabin for a wealthy client. He experienced this encounter with an assistant named Art, a native gentleman from up north who had a previous encounter of his own with The Hairy Man.
This encounter shared by former Alaskan Don is one of the saddest I've recounted so far on this channel, especially for dog lovers. This story also supports the case that The Hairy Man is no friend of ours, and as recounted in stories all over, they have a real disdain for man's best friend.
A terrifying encounter for Monica and her two kids in a remote lodge in the Wood-Tikchik State Park.
I recount a story from Brandon, a winter caretaker for a remote fishing lodge in the Bristol Bay area. As these encounters often do, Brandon's easy winter job was ruined and he no longer comes to Alaska.
I share an encounter from mid-winter of 1982 by Johnathan, who was trapping with his brother James near Lake Illiamna, Alaska's largest lake. Johnathan nor his brother ever returned to the area.
I share an experience from the summer of 1994 up the Nushagak River involving myself and three others.
