Pilot

I had to split this share up into two parts because of editing issues.  I recorded this at Squatchbait's house.

A week before Father's Day in 2020 near Papoose Lake, Jason and Jennifer were enjoying the outdoors with their young children when he saw something he thought was a moose in the water.  When it stood up, it wasn't a moose.  It made eye contact with the kids and they quickly exited the area.

Two friends flew into Platinum to spend the day and encountered a sasquatch in the open tundra and chased them back to their plane.

Also a brief share from Walt who encountered a sasquatch on his property about ten years ago.

In 1997, an experienced bush pilot flew a wealthy, inexperienced hunting client west of Iliamna toward the Bering coast to scout for massive moose. After landing his floatplane on a remote lake and tying off the pontoons near a beaver slip, the two men hiked a narrow game trail into the dense black spruce. The situation took a disastrous turn when the client pulled out an elk bugle he didn't know how to use and blew a horrific call into the woods, instantly triggering a terrifying chain of events that sent them sprinting back to the water.

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 few encounters shared from a bush pilot and his 40 years of flying remote Alaska. This is the first of what will be a series of his experiences.