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This account details an encounter from a husband and wife team, Doug and Marty, who were traveling toward McCarthy along the Copper River Valley's notorious McCarthy Road. After suffering an electrical failure in their RV, they pulled over for roadside repairs. While the husband worked on the vehicle, the wife prepared a meal inside.

In June, Janette and Ross, while visiting family on the Kenai Peninsula, frequented a hiking trail near the north Kenai River. Over three days, they encountered increasingly unsettling phenomena, including unintelligible whispering that seemed to track their movement from the ridge-line above.

In 1987, a father and son, John and John Jr., were working to finish a remote log cabin project in the interior of Alaska. Their labor was disrupted by an unseen entity that methodically sabotaged their equipment, including uprooting a generator shed and repeatedly banging on the cabin walls.

In the early 1960s, siblings Agnes and Dean ventured upriver from Portage Creek near the Nushagak River to scout for berry patches. Their day took a dark turn when they witnessed a bull moose abruptly stand up and flee toward them, banking hard to avoid something pursuing it from the brush. A moment later, they heard an echoing, guttural 'elephant seal-like' grunt from the dense willows.

In June 2025, a newly licensed bush pilot named Timothy borrowed his brother's Piper Cub to fly from Lake Hood to a remote cabin site between Anchorage and Fairbanks. After topping off fuel from his friend's remote cache, Timothy began a solo exploration of the nearby backcountry. Landing his plane on a short tundra strip, he hiked a low ridge at 11:00 PM to photograph wildlife.

In 1979, two brothers, Derek and James, ventured up the Snake River in Bristol Bay aboard their 32-foot fishing boat for a post-season excursion. On their third morning, anchored in a dense fog bank, they were awakened by an incredibly powerful, sharp 'whoop' vocalization that vibrated the entire vessel. Investigating the shore, they detected a large, dark presence stalking them from the dense grass line.

In the 1980s, an Alaskan homesteader named Ralph was prepping a remote property near the northern side of Hatcher Pass. He parked a small travel trailer on a temporary timber dunnage foundation during breakup, which caused the trailer to sink into the thawing muck and settle at an awkward, elevated angle. While working alone to set up a water pump system, Ralph was subjected to a terrifying siege.

In the early 2000s, two brothers, Joseph and Monty, spent three weeks restoring a dilapidated trapping cabin in the remote Yukon-Kuskokwim Delta. While elevating the structure and patching the roof, they were subjected to a harrowing acoustic and physical campaign. After the brothers were hit by a series of 'imitation wolf howls' that occurred at a distance and then closed in on their position, they hunkered down inside the windowless shell.

During the early 1980s, Nate and his wife Teresa were homesteading a parcel of land in the Copper River Valley when they began experiencing aggressive, unexplained activity. The phenomena began with the forceful uprooting and inversion of timber stumps and escalated to a direct, violent assault on their livestock, where half of their chicken flock was slaughtered and plucked in a predatory frenzy. While working the land, the couple encountered a massive, ash-gray skinned entity that performed a 'spider-crawl' through the underbrush to ambushing them near their coop.

Approximately 3 years prior to 2026, two cousins, Jacob and his relative, embarked on a snowmachine expedition into the Chugach Mountains to collect beetle-kill firewood and set traps for marten and wolverine. While mapping out a clearing, the cousins were intercepted by a 10-foot-tall, dark, hulking entity standing between two trees. The entity’s presence was confirmed by a series of sharp, rhythmic 'whooping' vocalizations that circled their location, forcing the pair to flee.

In the winter of 2006/2007, a pilot named Brian and his partner Casey established a trapping partnership in the Chugach Mountains, flying a Piper Cub to deploy trap-lines for marten and wolverine. While conducting low-level aerial maneuvers to scout an open marshland meadow, Brian spotted a brownish-rusty colored figure standing motionless in the center of the clearing. Circling back for a closer look, the entity bolted into the tree line at extreme speed.

Around 2025, a family group—Walter, Bernice, and their adult son Michael—traveled the Taylor Highway near the Mosquito Fork bridge. Crossing the span, they witnessed three massive figures crossing the road, each possessing a distinct, thick, four-foot-long tail. The entities stood approximately nine feet tall.

In this expansive field exploration of the Knik Glacier valley, Fred and his local guest, Ryan, navigate the treacherous, silt-laden river channels to reach high-altitude crystal harvesting sites. While traversing the open muskeg and willow thickets, the team discovers intense evidence of Sasquatch activity, including localized tree-snapping and heavily marked game trails. Ryan details a harrowing personal encounter where he was systematically stalked for over a mile by an unseen entity that refused to give up its parallel path despite clear wind-scenting.

In the summer of 2019, two retired medical consultants, Candace and Michael, embarked on a 30-foot boat excursion from Seward, Alaska, with friends. Seeking shelter from an incoming coastal storm, they anchored in a protected bay. During the early morning hours, the group was jolted awake by a terrifying, high-pitched air-raid siren-style shriek emanating from the nearby forest. Assuming a hiker or camper was in distress, Michael and the boat owner, Spencer, deployed a small runabout to investigate.

In 1987, a Bristol Bay native named Joseph took two younger cousins from out-of-state to the northern shore of Togiak Lake on a skiff. While the boys cast from a shoreline grassy spit, Joseph stood guard with a shotgun, hearing a crisp, human-like whistle from the brush. Thinking it was a local, he shouted out, receiving no response. Moments later, the intense sensation of surveillance returned; Joseph spotted dark, shifting movement within the tall grass.