old memories

[Hnta]

This happend about 1986, when staying in a 3 sided brick hut on a friends property west of ingham, NQ, at mt fox, about 3 or 4 kms from the extinct volcanic crater. I was about 12 or 13, sitting on the ledge of the concrete slab on the side without walls, looking out into the blackness having a cuppa all of a sudden our dogs who were curled up on sacks asleep just inside the roofline of the slab, jumped up and stared into the nite intently interested in somethimg. I initially thought a dingoe had howled or such and didnt pay much attention until i heard a scream . I jumped straight up as it gave me a hell of a fright too. The olds had noticed this by now and the oldfella asked what was up, told him to listen, we heard a few more ova the nxt few minutes and couldnt quite say that it sounded human, but then it was very similar. As we had a couple of bikeriders come up to the hut a few wks before after one had come off and needed a hand, he decided that we should go check it out. I was in the back of the ute, spotty in hand and we drove out towards the screams, we pulled up and cooeed and heard nothing for a moment , then another scream a bit further on. This happend a couple more times and i said to the oldbloke that its like they are moving away from us. strange for people needing help in the dark in the middle of the bush. I couldnt see anything with the spotty( We shot skips for skins at the time.),as i was sweeping it across the lightly timbered paddock, i picked up the rear end of a shaggy chestnut horse and comented on it to the oldbloke. As i held the light on it something didnt seem right aboout it, just didnt move right and was to hairy. The oldbloke in no uncertain terms told me to get in the car and we went back to the shed, i asked him whAt we had just seen and and got no answer. It was bloody happy whatever it was. He got the rifle out and sat up all that nt, i remember waking during the nt and seeing his ciggie glowing as he sat up in the dark. Scared the c**p out of him, and we never spoke about it. Was in ythe same old hut a few yrs later alone and got a deadset being watched feeling, the bloody dogs jumped up and growled staring into the with their tails between their legs, that was bloody scary for a young boy.
Just a wee story for all to read, will post a few more as time permits, some second hand and a few first hand.
Has anyone on this site seen a smaller hairyman? Good hunting people

[Shazzoir]

Hnta, thanks for posting your recollection of what happened, great reading!

I was wondering about the way you said 'it didn't move right, and was too hairy' - I've read about some cryptid hominids that bend over, as if to mimic a tree stump - you might have seen a Yowie in this position!

Obviously your dad knew about the Yowie, but he probably didn't want to put the wind up you. Have you tried bringing it up now that you are older? He may realise you are an adult now, and can be told what he knows. This might be a very valuable opportunity for you to learn a lot about something HE has experienced too! Just a thought.

Kind regards,
Shazz

[bush baby]

Hi Hnta
WoW sounds like you both had a hell of a night. It looks like he wasent happy you guys were in the area, but i like to make a wager that the big guy wasent alone.

Looking forward to hearing more stories mate.

All the best bushbaby....

[lil foot]

good story mate.
do you still live up that way? heard any more stories from those pats.
im up mission beach in april, might take meself for a browse in those trees

[Hnta]

shazzoir, thats exactly how i remember it, as at first it looked like a horses rump, but the gait wasnt correct, and when it looked back it just wasnt right, to be a horse. looked just like a person bent ova , ambling away and looking back, not ova its shoulder but beside its shoulder. and was way to hairy . The neighbour, who was a bloody hard old sleeper cutter, had his horses run through a fence a couple of nites later, one actualy ran into the strainer post and snapped it. so watever spooked them wasnt just dogs ect. Although at the time there were reports of a mountain lion around the area. may be old archives of the newspaper reports, who knows.
lilfoot, live in cairns now mate, but misson bch is smack bang in prime yowie territory, and little man country.by that i mean smaller murray tribal people( Qld Aboriginals, as opposed to koories) who have shunned whites and civilisation. Locals still reckon that they live in the hills. Dont know if youve been up there, but those bloody hills are total jungle and no one ever goes to deep up there. The army training base is at the bottom of the road to korea power station, you may have heard of the reports of soldiers seeing stuff there on exercises. I went rafting once up there and asked the guide, a born local bloke, if he ever saw eyes peering at him from the scrub, and his first words were, " what do you mean, yowies " i said "no drug growers", he reckond, "oh yeh, theyre probly in there". Strange his first thoughts were yowies. Do yourself a favour mate and go white water rafting on the tully river, gives you an idea of the magnitude of the rainforest along that ridge that runs from townsville to the tip.
I know this woman who would be about 40 now who swears that her and her father(Know him too, staunch old no bullshit bloke) saw a yowie run across the road at a spot near ingham on the coast, with a wAllaby on its shoulder. Same spot i used to camp with her brother . have heard bipedal running there to but put it down too wallabys thumping a warning to theyre mates as they hop away. Although felt i was being watched and turned around and the bloody dogs had took of back to the camp and left me fishing alone in the dark. This same spot mates whom i trust and respect have been pulled up for the nt and getting on it as they had been pigging that day , and were stayi ng the nite to pig next morn before the heat, heard crashing through the scrub, ran outside to see what it was, pitch black couldnt see anything of course, they were calling up the dogs and couldnt find them . They went for a look round the back of the hut and there were all 5 or 6 hard dogs, hiding under the ute, they knew what was going on. This spot is coastal floodplain, and swamp. similar to the everglades type wetland. I personaly have found wet bones in a area of clear dirt, and they wernt cracked or chewed, and there was not any dog prints or any prints i could see, although the area was scuffed up. these bones were fresh and my 2 pigdogs , who actualy found them, took a couple of sniffs and just left them alone, more or less gave them a wide berth. Strange behavior for dogs around food.
Bushbaby, i think your right about him not being alone.

[lil foot]

thanks hnta
thats all i needed to encourage me to have a looksee.
ill definately try do the tully river, sounds like fun.
just gotta try fit in fishing with a bit of yowie research.
thank goodness my wife is pregnant and wants to sleep most of the time so should give this boy plenty of free time.

[bush baby]

Hi guys hey lil foot be carefull if you are out there by yourself mate.

[lil foot]

Hi guys hey lil foot be carefull if you are out there by yourself mate.

will do bb.
ive always surfed, fished, hiked by myself (friends arnt to reliable), so am quite comfortable and im well aware of the risks and wont push the boundaries, and of course this is a new area for me so i will definately go easy and stick to the paths.

[Tyko7]

Those stories are very interesting.

When i lived in Kempsey, Mid North Coast, NSW i've always felt like i've been watched when in the bush (Living in Tasmania now). My father lived out the back of kempsey leading towards armidale and lived there most for 20-30 years but he has never believed that such Yowies exist. Dad lived in this area alone with no other community within an hour nearby and not once he has ever stated that he has come in contact with such Yowies. Every time i'd be out there with him i'd have an un easy feeling of being watched all the time. (it didnt help that the only toilet was a long drop about 50 metres in the bush besides the house). Sometimes i get the feeling that my Father has seen these creatures but has hid the experiences from the outside community. My father didnt know many and wasn't much of an outgoing man back then. Before i die of old age i'd like to go back out to that old property of ours and try to make contact with the wild life there.

My mother is Aboriginal and her family grew up in the bush outside Kempsey. Her family has told me numerous stories about the hairy creature that roams the land. My uncle told me a story about when he was around my age (17) that he was riding his horse with 3 or 4 mates in a paddock surrounded by very dense bush. One of the friends who was sitting on the paddock fence saw a hairy creature making its way to them on the outside of the fence. They waited til it was within 1km and they quickly bolted (Uncle first away on horse). He also told me that my late grandfaher and he were dumping rubbish off at the local tip when he was around 12 years old. They spotted a Yowie running around screaming and jumping on piles of rubbish. It soon spotted them and dashed off into the near bush (Around Miday). My aunty's partner has told me a few stories about his encounters with the Yowie. Being a trail rider he once left his helmet on a little hill that was covered with trees but a good walking/riding track going up in the middle. He later went to retrieve the helmet in one of his 4WDs. Before he got out he noticed that there was something crouched down beside the track gazing at him. He believed the creature did not know that he knew he was being watched. He opened his door and walked passed the creature like he had never noticed him. In the corner of his eye he saw the creature slowly moving. He walked up the hill retrieved his helmet and walked back to the 4WD noticing that creature was gone. He looked around where the creature was to find a rather big club. He has also told me of various trail riding trips up into the vast mountainous areas behind kempsey. Most of them have encounters of Yowies. One was that his mate and he were resting below a little hill when suddenly a yowie appeared from the trees above to slowly walk towards them. They got up and got on their bikes watching it. There was a good distance between them as it drew nearer and nearer. Another Yowie appeared on top of the hill and that signalled the riders that there must be a tribe of them. They started their bikes and quickly took of the way they came. On their way out they saw another Yowie standing on track leading out but it quickly ran off into nearby bushes as they rode near and louder. My mother has only ever told me one story but i know she and her family know of more. She would tell me when she was little that she could hear the Yowies breaking sticks as they walked around their tiny family house.

In my time living in Kempsey i've only saw one enormous Yowie footprint. But i still believe Yowies are amongst the bushland in the area.

Living in Tasmania i've been along so many bush tracks in the mountains of the north east and i've never felt like i've been watched. My partners family own a farm up in the mountains of that area and they've lived there for 100 years (2008) and they've never heard of such a thing until i was introduced. I trail ride the log trucking tracks and it feels so much safer than any bushland i've been to. I wonder if there are any Yowie encounters here in Tasmania. We live in Bushland but i've never felt un easy at all. Never.

[bush baby]

Hi Tyko7and welcome
Top stories only wish she told you more i dear say she has had quite a few encounters with the big guy in her time..

Dont hear many accounts of the big in Tazzi, that said it dosent mean he or she isent there.

[Tyko7]

Yeah she has told me more. i just cant remember many of them. But one other story she told me was when she was little, a kid went missing in the bush. they later found the kid the next day near a stream coming from the mountains. the thing that got them was how the kid (barely could walk) got across. From that day the kids were told to whistle out if in danger.


If in any shortage of stories or encounters. Ask the people of Kempsey!! ha i've heard a few hundred from aboriginal friends when i lived there.

[Shazzoir]

Tyko7, thanks for posting your family stories of their contact with Yowies - I hope you never get tired of typing them up, as they are fascinating reading!

I've only heard of one encounter in Tassie, at Lake Dulverton, Oatlands, in the 1980's. I seem to recall a story about some person finding a cave somewhere in Tassie with a butchered sheep carcase in it, if memory serves me correctly, but not much else.

Any stories you can relate from your own experience or from your family's recollections would be great! We can't get enough of them, you know!

Welcome to the forums, too, by the way, I can see you will enjoy your time here.

Kind regards,
Shazz

[bush baby]

Not a truer word spoken shazz i love those stories also...

BB

[Tyko7]

Thankyou, I believe i will enjoy it here.

Im interested in hearing other members personal stories.

Please POST!

[intrigued]

If in any shortage of stories or encounters. Ask the people of Kempsey!! ha i've heard a few hundred from aboriginal friends when i lived there.

Hi all,

My first post!

I have been trawling through the forum and noticed quite a few Kempsey/Willawarrin references. A little bit of trivia for you all - the local soccer club just west of Kempsey call themselves the Upper Macleay Yowies!

I've never seen or heard of a real live yowie, but I'm definitely open to what you do (hence my username ). After finding this site, I was reminded of an old bush poem my mother used to recite to me when I was tiny, and I wondered if anyone's ever heard of it. It's called 'There's Only Two Of Us Here' by Edward Harrington. I'm posting this as a bit of fun, but it has a few parallels which make me wonder if it's not based on an 'encounter' - and I'm sure you'll forgive the dramatic licence! Enjoy!

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-s- ... f-us-here/#

PS. Did mention it was written in 1920?

[Dion]

hey intrigued

Welcome to the forums

[topender]

And again welcome to the forum from a Darwin NT member

[Mike Williams]

Welcome..

There’s only the two of us here!’

Funny poem

[rodgey]

Has anyone on this site seen a smaller hairyman?

In answer to your question, yes. There are numerous reports of smaller hairy men. If I recall correctly they're called Jindajee's. They are known, or reported, to give out a high pitched scream. They are quite aggressive and like to wrestle humans. This might be more for fun than a serious attack as reports indicate they aren't too hard to fend off.
Some creepy stories out there mention them stealing human children and raising them as their own ( a human woman was seen running naked with two of them). In the reports section I think there's a story of one of them running away from a kids party.
Also there's a good news clipping from a newspaper about one of these turning up at a Mt. Tambourine work-site and screaming at the builders.
So yeah, there's plenty of reports. Enjoy.

[SAB 8]

Gee I`m really glad this forum came back up. I thought I had previously read every single forum on this website but somehow this one has slipped through my grasp and wouldn`t you know it its one with some Kempseyians on it. Hi intrigued - I myself am a Kempsey boy (seems to be a few on here these days) and played for the Lowies (Lower Macleay) back in the day! Very very interested to read Tykos comments. I know there has been a lot of unreported sightings in the bushland around and west of Kempsey but after reading Tykos account I may have underestimated the situaltion. VERY INTERESTING!

It seems an appropriate forum to briefly mention a couple of other Kempsey area encounters that I have become aware of.

First encounter is scant in details: This one occurred to my grandfather sometime in the 1960s. He was a log trucker and an extremely no nonsense type of man. I myself only heard of the account through other family members as he had passed on when I was reasonably young so I obviously never had the chance to discuss it with him. Apparently he was returning from a job one night between Daisy Plains and Kookaburra (west of Kempsey - probably hauling logs from the Carrai State Forest) when he observed a tall Yowie in his headlights on the side of the track. Disappointingly, after talking to many relatives about the account this was all the details I could get.

Second encounter happened to my brother in most likely 1985. He was 17 at the time and went on a rabbit shooting/camping trip with a few mates on a friends property at Lower Creek (also west of Kempsey and bordering New England National Park). Basically, while camping in a small clearing one night which was bordered by dense scrub they heard something huge in the nearby scrub (inicdentally the area where they were camping is very remote). The 'thing' was basically crashing and banging around in the bush and hung around for quite some time. Eventually they became so frightened and convinced that this was not a natural animal that they gathered their rifles (they only had .22`s) and began firing into the bushline. Evidently, after this the thing left the area as they didn`t have any further disturbance. For the remainder of the night they reportedly didn`t manage any real sleep and all slept with their rifles beside them 'scared s#%tless. The next morning they went and checked the area out and other than some damaged foliage couldn`t find anything else that could account for what the 'thing' had been. My brother has subsequntly spent a lot of time out bush having been on at least half a dozen trips to Cape York and numerous trips to northern Australia, Queensland and throughout most of NSW. He was adament that this 'thing' was not livestock, a roo, or any other conventional creature. He has never experienced anything like it since and he relates it was easily the most scariest - unnatural experience he has ever had. Just talking to him about it showed to me that it was a traumatic experience for him.

[intrigued]

Gee I`m really glad this forum came back up. I thought I had previously read every single forum on this website but somehow this one has slipped through my grasp and wouldn`t you know it its one with some Kempseyians on it. Hi intrigued - I myself am a Kempsey boy (seems to be a few on here these days) and played for the Lowies (Lower Macleay) back in the day! Very very interested to read Tykos comments. I know there has been a lot of unreported sightings in the bushland around and west of Kempsey but after reading Tykos account I may have underestimated the situaltion. VERY INTERESTING!

It seems an appropriate forum to briefly mention a couple of other Kempsey area encounters that I have become aware of.

First encounter is scant in details: This one occurred to my grandfather sometime in the 1960s. He was a log trucker and an extremely no nonsense type of man. I myself only heard of the account through other family members as he had passed on when I was reasonably young so I obviously never had the chance to discuss it with him. Apparently he was returning from a job one night between Daisy Plains and Kookaburra (west of Kempsey - probably hauling logs from the Carrai State Forest) when he observed a tall Yowie in his headlights on the side of the track. Disappointingly, after talking to many relatives about the account this was all the details I could get.

Second encounter happened to my brother in most likely 1985. He was 17 at the time and went on a rabbit shooting/camping trip with a few mates on a friends property at Lower Creek (also west of Kempsey and bordering New England National Park). Basically, while camping in a small clearing one night which was bordered by dense scrub they heard something huge in the nearby scrub (inicdentally the area where they were camping is very remote). The 'thing' was basically crashing and banging around in the bush and hung around for quite some time. Eventually they became so frightened and convinced that this was not a natural animal that they gathered their rifles (they only had .22`s) and began firing into the bushline. Evidently, after this the thing left the area as they didn`t have any further disturbance. For the remainder of the night they reportedly didn`t manage any real sleep and all slept with their rifles beside them 'scared s#%tless. The next morning they went and checked the area out and other than some damaged foliage couldn`t find anything else that could account for what the 'thing' had been. My brother has subsequntly spent a lot of time out bush having been on at least half a dozen trips to Cape York and numerous trips to northern Australia, Queensland and throughout most of NSW. He was adament that this 'thing' was not livestock, a roo, or any other conventional creature. He has never experienced anything like it since and he relates it was easily the most scariest - unnatural experience he has ever had. Just talking to him about it showed to me that it was a traumatic experience for him.

G'Day SAB!

I'm from a bit south of Kempsey - but holy smokes, I wouldn't go bush west of Kempsey for love or money! I remember as a kid being totally freaked out about the area. I can't remember any specific stories, but there was always this feeling that the bush was meant to be left alone out that way!