Have any of you changed your habits after an encounter?

[Speck]

All across the internet there are brave and curious souls relentlessly trying to seek a 'being' many people dismiss as a myth. Many do this because they had an encounter. The first event that occurred at my house (far more disturbing than the house slap) caused me to feel such immediate extreme terror (momentarily, though) that as a result I cannot go outside at night anymore. I was always running around outdoors at night-star gazing, checking out the full moon, sitting outside enjoying the night, rolling the garbage bin up the long driveway-all kinds of nighttime activities.

The most striking thing that ran through my brain RIGHT before the terror kicked in was a sentence, "This isn't right." A sentence. THEN a bizarre fear kicked in. I've never felt it before in my life (I'm quite middle-aged.) After that night, I would not go outside unless my neighbors were out (I could hear them talking) and I must be within the light. That happened in 2009 and now I am living two states away and cannot go into darkness-I need to be in an extremely well lit area. I try to do most errands during the day.

I AM familiar with local wild life, I was raised on a farm, I was born into a camping family-I've never had an issues with traipsing around in the woods. It has been a startling change to my life.

I am wondering if anyone here has changed their routine/habits- a negative consequence of their encounter?

P.S. I don't think it was intentionally trying to terrorize me, but I do think we seem to be hard wired to stay away from them. It was truly visceral. I remember running inside, LOCKING the door, making sure the windows were covered. THEN...I stood back from the door, staring at it and thought, "What just happened here?"

[adventurer]

Hi, i couldnt even imagine what you go through. To have them at your house would scare the s out of me. I would be the same and not want to go out at night either.

I am lucky, i travel to see them and travel home, and i am still comfortable to do night shift with my K9.

The only thing i keep remembering is to respect them on there own turf. If they dont want us in, we dont try push past them anymore--we simply leave.
Welly lives with them and has given me great insite to there behaviour. They may play games and want you to recognise they are there but i doubt they will hurt you. In saying that i believe they are like humans and could have different personalities so ALWAYS be careful. Keep safe.

[Yowie bait]

All across the internet there are brave and curious souls relentlessly trying to seek a 'being' many people dismiss as a myth. Many do this because they had an encounter. The first event that occurred at my house (far more disturbing than the house slap) caused me to feel such immediate extreme terror (momentarily, though) that as a result I cannot go outside at night anymore. I was always running around outdoors at night-star gazing, checking out the full moon, sitting outside enjoying the night, rolling the garbage bin up the long driveway-all kinds of nighttime activities.

The most striking thing that ran through my brain RIGHT before the terror kicked in was a sentence, "This isn't right." A sentence. THEN a bizarre fear kicked in. I've never felt it before in my life (I'm quite middle-aged.) After that night, I would not go outside unless my neighbors were out (I could hear them talking) and I must be within the light. That happened in 2009 and now I am living two states away and cannot go into darkness-I need to be in an extremely well lit area. I try to do most errands during the day.

I AM familiar with local wild life, I was raised on a farm, I was born into a camping family-I've never had an issues with traipsing around in the woods. It has been a startling change to my life.

I am wondering if anyone here has changed their routine/habits- a negative consequence of their encounter?

P.S. I don't think it was intentionally trying to terrorize me, but I do think we seem to be hard wired to stay away from them. It was truly visceral. I remember running inside, LOCKING the door, making sure the windows were covered. THEN...I stood back from the door, staring at it and thought, "What just happened here?"

Sounds like a hell of an experience. Be nice to hear some more details if your comfortable with it of course.

I dont think anyone could be the same after an encounter. It would have to affect them in one way or another to see things differently or want to/not want to find out more .

Being terrified of going outside at night is perfectly understandable after such a horrific experience especially if it happened at your own house or close by!

[wellymon]

Hey Speck,

It's all positive communication,

Just change your habit of fear, and show infinite love and gratitude.
When you enter that realm, talk to them, either speaking loud or softly with your conscious or subconscious thoughts.

Be yourself and turn fear into love, which means going outside at night and saying "Hello".
They will not hurt you at all, not one bit.

They are just like us, a spiritual being on an evolutionary journey in an interdependent and holographic universe.

[paulmcleod67]

Yep. Since I was attacked in 2012 and after a few months of reflection on the event, I spend way more time in the bush than at any stage in my life, simply because I was astounded at the intelligence of the way in which we were separated before the assault and at the complete denial by the authorities that these creatures even exist.

I wanted to know (and still do) how many people may have gone completely missing because of contact with these creatures, for what ever the reason.

The problem is that with no species recognition (due to lack of evidence they say), there are just no resources available for professional field research into the topic
and with evidence based science, witness testimony is considered the weakest form of said evidence, but its enough to take away a persons life
if convicted of a major crime in the judicial system... funny old world.

So yes it has changed my habits in a huge way. I moved from coastal Sydney to country Queensland in order to TRY and gather enough evidence for the situation to ,if not change, then to at least raise the public's awareness that these creatures ARE out there doing what they have always done.

After all it's human encroachment on habitat that provokes these attacks and or sightings. The black bear problem in America springs to mind here.

Cheers

Attached. A recent print found right next to my cabin.

[gregvalentine]

Hey Speck,

It's all positive communication,

Just change your habit of fear, and show infinite love and gratitude.
When you enter that realm, talk to them, either speaking loud or softly with your conscious or subconscious thoughts.

Be yourself and turn fear into love, which means going outside at night and saying "Hello".
They will not hurt you at all, not one bit.

They are just like us, a spiritual being on an evolutionary journey in an interdependent and holographic universe.

And most importantly, keep thinking these lovely thought while that 9ft hairy hominid proceeds to tear your arm off.

[Yowie bait]

Its all different depending on the yowie and people involved. Look at the latest ayr sighting of a group of hunters loaded up with guns. The poor guy sounds flipped out and all the thing did was stand there looking at them..possibly some ultrasound dread alluded to as well.

Personally if a bunch of humans came into my home with intent to kill then if within my capacity i could rip there heads off then i certainly would .



My mate and i thought it was awesome after our encounter. Sure it was scary but afterwards really how cool is that too be chased by a huge neanderthal apeman?

The most negative thing that affected me was the response from adults so i didnt talk about it. My mate on the other hand was right onto it, watching bpggy creek, going on yowie hunts when camping and taking note of any reference to the hairy guys that he could.

I wasnt worried about going into the bush at night till later in life when I started reading about serial killers. That was enough for me then!

Discovering ayr, therusty222 and experiences like Pauls and Wellys, Neil Frost etc piqued my interest into the subject and opened the whole thing up again for me. Im keen to hear what everyone jas to say on the subject but the only way to find the truth is to go out yourself for a look..

[Speck]

Adventurer & YowieBait-the problem is that if you don't KNOW about them, you have a most bizarre, inexplicable mystery on your hands. The first encounter (something I now know to be classic) caused a completely irrational (one would think) reaction. Long term fear of darkness-NEVER in my life have I ever been frightened of the dark. The clarity of my memory (ies) regarding the odd events is another odd thing. Bad things happen throughout life, I recall the events but not so vividly. If you already KNOW these beings/people exist, you might not be caught off guard. Compounding the 'knowing' about them issue is the problem that the topic of their existence is laughable to the majority of people in my country (yours, too.) If anyone had ever mentioned it to me seriously, I would have considered it a possibility.

Wellymon- Well, isn't that just the thing-the INTRODUCTION. Believe me, I'm extremely respectful of nature and astoundingly happy to be outdoors. I do wonder if THAT fact is what made him/her so curious about me? I was always outside except during cold/snowy winter. Every morning, evening, day off was spent playing around in the yard. The property had been settled in the mid-1800's I suspect. Certainly the old farmhouse and cottage had been there since the turn of the century so it wasn't newly developed. I spent my time uncovering/restoring old flower beds, removed the trash from previous tenants, hung out with the cattle. I was pretty much overjoyed to be living on land (not concrete) once again. Two women lived in the old farmhouse close to my house but they were never home-I never understood why they moved to the country when they continued to spend most of their time in the urban areas. Once again, if you DON'T know about their existence, what comes at you can be extremely unsettling.

Paul, quite amazing you moved to get closer to them. They have been sighted in the southern part of my state (heavily developed, yet still good sized chunks of forest.) I'm am living in the country again-at least now I wouldn't be so surprised if they were around. I do think they are far more common than many think, I think there are more reports because more people have moved into their territories. More people, more development, more 'of the moment' communication technology. I think they've always been around.

I have seven notable memories of "What the Heck?" meaning at the time they really stood out.
1) A close encounter (apparently.)
2) House slapped late at night.
3) My motion sensor light was taken apart.
4) Pea soup foggy night-stomach turning skunk stench. I thought a skunk had been detonated. (Add to that
cattle manure and the oily smell of fish fry in the air. Overwhelming, had to stay indoors.)
5) Strange, out-of-place loud sound in attic above bed room-possibly roof?
6) Large branch broken downward on tree just behind/to the side of house. No storm activity prior.
7) The tale of the bunny tail.

So, I had these weird things happen, three events were frightening, the other four where just curious happenings. The motion sensor removal REALLY had me stumped and for a couple of years afterward it was still quite baffling to me. After the first, which was frightening and so very odd I refused to set food outside at night. I wouldn't budge. I still can't manage to feel free in the darkness anymore. I had mentioned the events to my Mom and my bosses. Odd stuff. NOW I know whatever happened seems to be typical Bigfoot behavior.

YowieB, I will write about the first incident-it was like two magnets repelling each other. That is what my body and brain was doing automatically. My 'person' took control of itself and forced me to run indoors. Such a bizarre, physical reaction. I still need to write about the attic sound in the other thread. I'm up late, we are at the beginning of Spring here (we didn't have a usual bitter-cold, snowy winter so everything has gotten out of hand.) Major yard/garden work.

[wellymon]

Hey Speck,

It's all positive communication,

Just change your habit of fear, and show infinite love and gratitude.
When you enter that realm, talk to them, either speaking loud or softly with your conscious or subconscious thoughts.

Be yourself and turn fear into love, which means going outside at night and saying "Hello".
They will not hurt you at all, not one bit.

They are just like us, a spiritual being on an evolutionary journey in an interdependent and holographic universe.

And most importantly, keep thinking these lovely thought while that 9ft hairy hominid proceeds to tear your arm off.

Why do I bother

[adventurer]

Welly--Most of us do listen Welly. It must be so dam frustrating for you, every time you try to give insight you get slammed. Wonder why you say "why bother". Later, many years away, they will realise and be going back on your notes, im sure.

Spek--Im sure YB and myself do know about them, we have been in the thick of it(at least your in your own territory). YB has been spat on and chased and i have been bombarded amongst other things and we both have seen. We are believers--but just like anyone else we want to know MORE about them. The bizzare mysteries are worldwide and we all have similar experiences. All my batteries shut down now on my police cam and other devices, but when you talk to people you find out theres has too. I just dont think the topic of existence is laughable to most people.Including the ones who come out and see for themselves.

I dont think ANYONE has full answers, i simply think the braver we get, the more answers we shall get.

[Yowie bait]

Welly--Most of us do listen Welly. It must be so dam frustrating for you, every time you try to give insight you get slammed. Wonder why you say "why bother". Later, many years away, they will realise and be going back on your notes, im sure.

Spek--Im sure YB and myself do know about them, we have been in the thick of it(at least your in your own territory). YB has been spat on and chased and i have been bombarded amongst other things and we both have seen. We are believers--but just like anyone else we want to know MORE about them. The bizzare mysteries are worldwide and we all have similar experiences. All my batteries shut down now on my police cam and other devices, but when you talk to people you find out theres has too. I just dont think the topic of existence is laughable to most people.Including the ones who come out and see for themselves.

I dont think ANYONE has full answers, i simply think the braver we get, the more answers we shall get.

Yes theres a lot out there looking for these things after having an encounter and looking for the truth. Dean has said himself it was his initial encounter that made him investigate the hairy men. Other researchers have said the same thing.

I can relate to Specks fear of the dark. Im a bit like that but i love it too. My family actually made up a hideous monster to keep me in at night at home and camping trips. I once took off into the the bush for 6 hours apparently and they had everyone in the immediate vicinity at bribie looking for me. I eventually showed up without a scratch on me. Its no wonder my nickname around the fishermen was " the little c"..

Id actually been told at least 3 times by people who had seen the yowie on their properties we stayed as well as the newscasts that would come on tv on the 70s and bigfoot docos but still didnt truly believe.


I can make fun of or blab on about my experience in great detail but when i really think about it and see the true face of the yowie looking back at me through my minds eye i get a feeling of absolute shock and terror but most of all amazement. Amazement that they actually do exist and that ive seen them.

This tells me that the world is not as it seems and there could be other things out there as well. Secret things we are not sposed to know about...

[adventurer]

This tells me that the world is not as it seems and there could be other things out there as well. Secret things we are not sposed to know about...


I think you are spot on. Weird stuff out there.

Fancy growing up thinking there was a hideous monster outdoors, then at a later age you come across some strange monster type looking thing outdoors. Begeeses! Im suprised your not screwed up in the head.

I used to live with my mother at bribie. I used to swim for miles at night as a kid in the ocean.(MY mum was a swim instructor) Now i dont dare enter the ocean, i think now i was mad swimming with what could have been in that water.I once had a hideous looking monster come up next to me and stare at me ( i know now it was a dugong).

[ChrisV]

Yeah I look at the bush now in a completely different way...
Even just driving along perimeter roads that follow the bush line - I've started looking for things that might suggest activity or sustainability.
Housing that skirts bushland also intrigues me - do these residents have stories?

The few times recently I have gone for a walk in hotspots - I've been very conscious of whats going on around me. Not so much if there is something watching me but more so what the landscape is saying. Things like foilage that has fruits or berries, caves or cliffs that could create shelter, smells and bird activity. Never used to think about these things...I was more worried about treading on a brown snake or getting stung by a nasty....

So you could say its open up my appreciation for the bush in a new way.

But I wont go out at night.....

[Yowie bait]

Hey Speck,

It's all positive communication,

Just change your habit of fear, and show infinite love and gratitude.
When you enter that realm, talk to them, either speaking loud or softly with your conscious or subconscious thoughts.

Be yourself and turn fear into love, which means going outside at night and saying "Hello".
They will not hurt you at all, not one bit.

They are just like us, a spiritual being on an evolutionary journey in an interdependent and holographic universe.

Good advice there Welly. Better than going in with an aggressive attitude!

[Yowie bait]

This tells me that the world is not as it seems and there could be other things out there as well. Secret things we are not sposed to know about...


I think you are spot on. Weird stuff out there.

Fancy growing up thinking there was a hideous monster outdoors, then at a later age you come across some strange monster type looking thing outdoors. Begeeses! Im suprised your not screwed up in the head.

I used to live with my mother at bribie. I used to swim for miles at night as a kid in the ocean.(MY mum was a swim instructor) Now i dont dare enter the ocean, i think now i was mad swimming with what could have been in that water.I once had a hideous looking monster come up next to me and stare at me ( i know now it was a dugong).

I know what you mean Dee. We used to swim in the river till one of our mates pulled in a 4ft bull shark in our best swimming area! That dugong was just sayin hi.

I guess my family werent doing anything different than when the aboriginals would tell their kids about yowies, bunyips etc to keep em from straying but yeah im a bit nutty. I cant even tell you why i have a phobia about locusts. Damn older brothers...

Anyway to stay on subject must say this is an interesting thread. Good stuff speck!

One thing that really got to me about the yowie experience was the fact that we were totally helpless and humbled by the situation. No fast talking, running or low blows could get us out of that trouble. Just take it and hope it doesnt kill us. I really hated yowies because of that but i realise now it was for a reason and our fault really.

[Yowie bait]

Yeah I look at the bush now in a completely different way...
Even just driving along perimeter roads that follow the bush line - I've started looking for things that might suggest activity or sustainability.
Housing that skirts bushland also intrigues me - do these residents have stories?

The few times recently I have gone for a walk in hotspots - I've been very conscious of whats going on around me. Not so much if there is something watching me but more so what the landscape is saying. Things like foilage that has fruits or berries, caves or cliffs that could create shelter, smells and bird activity. Never used to think about these things...I was more worried about treading on a brown snake or getting stung by a nasty....

So you could say its open up my appreciation for the bush in a new way.

But I wont go out at night.....

Geez i dont go walking in the hotspots but i sure see the bush a lot differently than i used to. Always looking for signs in the car too like the fences pushed down on the side of highways.

[rodbenfield59]

Hi guy's hey Yowie bait was it you that saw the yowie over at Ningi that time and it sounds like your Bribie comments are getting pretty close to home for me as my grandfather had a house on the cnr of Cottrill and Partridge ave Bongaree .Enough of that now anyway Wellie i have tried to do the peace love and mung beans thing with our hairy friends and guess what it worked i reckon once for about a good 10 seconds then all i got was woofs and barks and tree rattling and branches being broken ,so i will let you do it your way ,it doesn't work for me another thing they don't glow or turn into orbs or cloke/fade in or out of the light spectrum ,they are big hairy got lots of muscles just ready to give you a big cuddle .No not really not getting no cuddle from me they stink.Ok Wellie i do try to think calm thoughts when i go looking but i feel pretty good with the 10" bowie knife i have on my hip as well .Hey before anyone say's anything i no if they want to get me a knife won't help but at least you will get DNA from its blood .

[Yowie bait]

Hi Rod. It was Fraser Island (or K'gari its real name) i had a run in with the hairy bloke. Not too famiar with Bribie these days, its changed a bit since the 70s i noticed last time i was there!

My dads mate had a cabin there where they would go on some of their fishing trips. I have a vague memory of that incident is all. Maybe i was hanging out with you in the forest mate for all i know!

Im taking it that you never got to that communication level with the hairys. I was wondering how you went.

[adventurer]

Hi guy's hey Yowie bait was it you that saw the yowie over at Ningi that time and it sounds like your Bribie comments are getting pretty close to home for me as my grandfather had a house on the cnr of Cottrill and Partridge ave Bongaree .Enough of that now anyway Wellie i have tried to do the peace love and mung beans thing with our hairy friends and guess what it worked i reckon once for about a good 10 seconds then all i got was woofs and barks and tree rattling and branches being broken ,so i will let you do it your way ,it doesn't work for me another thing they don't glow or turn into orbs or cloke/fade in or out of the light spectrum ,they are big hairy got lots of muscles just ready to give you a big cuddle .No not really not getting no cuddle from me they stink.Ok Wellie i do try to think calm thoughts when i go looking but i feel pretty good with the 10" bowie knife i have on my hip as well .Hey before anyone say's anything i no if they want to get me a knife won't help but at least you will get DNA from its blood .

Hi, if all you got was woofs and barks and tree rattling and branches being broken thats good then, so they didnt chase you, grab you or take you or hurt you then.

It took me many many walks in the same area before they showed themselves to me in a unusual way--what im saying is it wont happen overnight.

[thehairyone]

Hey Rod , I also carry a 30cm long machete with me when I go out and think the same thing it wont save me but the DNA might be handy , and before I go at least ill know for sure the answer to the question of its being
Cheers Greg

[Speck]

Adventurer-I was raised to swim in lakes-as an older teenager I decided a swimming pool was much better. HA! I needed crystal clear water! I am no where near an ocean-large lakes and rivers-plenty of toothy critters in both. Only nipped by small fish, I believe. Once I learned what lived in the water, I chose the pool. No problem in a boat, though.
Yowie-Interesting that you're parents created a monster to keep you in, I can see their logic but I wonder how many people have phobias from such innocent parental creations. HA! A bull shark in a river, too!
Chris-Yeah, nighttime research seems to be for the incredibly brave or not-too-bright people. I've seen both try. Always interesting.

So, now I have a bit of time to spare and I'll write my first experience. I had rented a cottage on a farm, had to move from the city because drug crime (crack & guns) moved into my apartment building. Loved being back in the country again. I had a small, old cottage that was somewhat close to the larger old farmhouse. The houses were divided by an 'island' of trees, shrubs, ground cover. My driveway was 'U' shaped-both ends of the 'u' connected to the main road. My cottage was at the middle of the curve of the 'U'. I had a fairly large field behind and to the side of my house, also to the side of my house was a large barn for the cattle. In front of my house I had a large span of lawn that ended at a very healthy creek. Both behind and in front of my house I had 60/70 foot pine and fir trees. Huge. Between the arms of the 'U' driveway, at the main road, a large area of huge trees/ brush-in summer daylight, a very dark area.

Late summer (September) I had gone outside to sit on the front steps of the house. Probably between 11/12 at night. It was a habit, just outside enjoying the evening on my days off from work. Pitch black night, the only light is from the light by my front door, not a bright bulb-probably an 8 foot semi-circle of light to sit in. Could not see beyond that range. The two women who lived in the farmhouse were not home (as usual). I heard what sounded like two medium-size dogs fighting out in the field behind my house. NOT barking but definitely sounded like two dogs fighting-noticeable. I didn't think much of it because people out there let their dogs run wild (not good) and I couldn't do anything about it. Goes quiet. A bit of time passes. I then hear the 'two fighting dogs' closer, seemed to be by my shed, on the back driveway, around the huge pine trees. I still didn't think much of it. There is NO light behind my house, very dark night and it's a field back there-no lights. Goes quiet again. Quite a few minutes pass-I'm happy to be outside, it was a nice night. I thought the 'two dogs' settled their dispute and it was over. Nothing out of the ordinary in life. Suddenly, the 'two dogs' were right behind my house. Okay, I was a bit nervous then because I thought they might be drawn to the light at the front of the house and I don't really want to break up a dogfight with dogs that I don't know. It was the high pitched sounds, not barks, not growls. I was sitting there, listening to this, and I thought it odd that it went completely quiet in between the bouts of fighting as 'they' moved closer to my house. Usually, you can hear the scuffling of animal feet on the ground with all the leaf litter/debris AND fighting dogs don't suddenly stop. If they had been fighting over the distance, it should have been continuous-it is so difficult to break up dog fights. I was alarmed, didn't want to confront two angry dogs. Then it stopped right behind my house -dead quiet again.

So, it was a bit weird. Frenzied, sharp dog sounds moving closer to my house, absolute silence in between the activity. I wasn't afraid, didn't think I'd be attacked. I STILL didn't go inside. I sat on the steps and was thinking about it, seemed to be finished, after all, in MY mind, it sounded like two medium sized dogs fighting. I was listening, nothing. A few more minutes pass. I am sitting in a semi-circle of light-both the east and west front corners of the house are extremely dark-so, imagine, soft half-moon of light then it's pitch black. Suddenly, I hear breathing just around the east corner of my house-no light there. A somewhat fast, very heavy breathing, and it wasn't a snarl but more like a congested snort happened, then more fast, deep, heavy breathing. I heard this, I sat there, I listened for a few moments, and SUDDENLY it registered that this was no breathing I had ever heard in my life. It was a wet type of breathing and the 'snort' was kind of like what you get when you have a terrible head cold-I just don't think it was a snarl. What actually FINALLY registered was that I was listening to the BIGGEST set of lungs I had ever heard in my life. ONCE that registered, a clear sentence went through my head, "This isn't right." Just like reading a sentence and visualizing it. (Bizarre!) CLICK-I immediately felt TERROR, I stood up, spun around, stepped up and reached for the push-button door handle-I was so terrified I thought I might not even be able to grab...that.. handle and push the button, open the front door. I moved in a flash. Stepped in, pulled the screen door shut, slammed the big, heavy wooden door shut AND LOCKED IT. I PULLED the CURTAIN on the door window closed. I stepped back from the door about six feet, looked at the door and suddenly thought, "What just happened here?" Fairly quickly, the terror was gone.

That is what happened. I am a reasonable person who was raised around livestock. I was NOT hearing cow, horse or lllllllama lungs. I was thinking about it in bed-the only other large animal in that state would be a bear-if it had been a bear I would have seen a big bear butt strolling on past me. Bears don't hang out right around the corner of a house, they keep moving. WHATEVER it was was actually staying in place right around the east corner of my house-breathing. I did NOT hear anything move along side my house from the back yard-you DO hear animals when they walk through wooded areas-you hear CONTACT. (I can hear small birds scratching around in the woods.) There were no sounds from when I had last heard the 'two dogs' fighting right behind my house to having 'something' breathing right around the corner, hanging back in the darkness. It was the breathing of one being-definitely not two dogs. You could hear the lungs take in air/expel air-HUGE lungs-wet sounding.

Another thing, had it been a bear, I would have not felt the need to LOCK my front door and close the curtain. I've always rushed to windows to view wildlife-coyote, wolf, deer, etc. To lock the door and STAY AWAY from the window was not normal for me. I had never felt such seemingly immediate, irrational terror before in my life. Once again, absolute silence between the series of sounds. I heard nothing moving along side of my house, nothing. There are trees, shrubs, ground cover-twigs! I do have very good hearing, too.

It was the most baffling 'What the Heck?' experience (until the house slap and then the other happenings.) After that night, I never, ever went out outside after dark until my new neighbors moved in months later and occasionally I would sit on the steps IF I knew they were outside. I still cannot be outside in the dark-whatever happened was extremely odd and has changed a lifelong habit of enjoying outdoor evenings. It happened in late summer 2009.

I'll need to do a part two explaining how I went from that to this site. I thought it was all amusing, silly until I read something very similar that had been reported on the BFRO site that had occurred in the same town I had my experiences in. After that, I was upset. Too similar.

My thing with skeptics and certain information collecting sites is that many seem to think most oral accounts are fabrications/misidentifications. Honestly, I think most are not. Whatever happened to me, I later found out, seems to be a classic encounter. To find that my experience matched other experiences meant that people are not fabricating. At that point is is not longer funny, silly, amusing-it's a jolt to your reality.

Apologies for length. (Northern central US, by the way. Some claim the state is dogman territory.)

[sensesonfire]

Speck wrote: (Northern central US, by the way. Some claim the state is dogman territory.)


Hi Speck,
Great story, gotta say you're braver than I am. Once I heard those dogs right behind my house I would have been back inside in a flash. Going by your story it definitely wasn't Bigfoot, I think you may have encountered a Dogman or even two. Going by what I have read and listening to witnesses I believe that Dogman encounters in the US are a lot more prevalent than people realize possibly even more so than Bigfoot. On the other hand people in Australia are battling to come to terms with this phenomena although it seems increased sightings are on the rise.

[sensesonfire]

Yep. Since I was attacked in 2012 and after a few months of reflection on the event, I spend way more time in the bush than at any stage in my life, simply because I was astounded at the intelligence of the way in which we were separated before the assault and at the complete denial by the authorities that these creatures even exist.

I wanted to know (and still do) how many people may have gone completely missing because of contact with these creatures, for what ever the reason.

The problem is that with no species recognition (due to lack of evidence they say), there are just no resources available for professional field research into the topic
and with evidence based science, witness testimony is considered the weakest form of said evidence, but its enough to take away a persons life
if convicted of a major crime in the judicial system... funny old world.

So yes it has changed my habits in a huge way. I moved from coastal Sydney to country Queensland in order to TRY and gather enough evidence for the situation to ,if not change, then to at least raise the public's awareness that these creatures ARE out there doing what they have always done.

After all it's human encroachment on habitat that provokes these attacks and or sightings. The black bear problem in America springs to mind here.

Cheers

Attached. A recent print found right next to my cabin.

That is an unusual print Paul, whatever made it was heavy enough to make an indentation looking at the displaced grass around it. There is no distinct outline of toes which is disappointing however halfway down the foot there appears to be a protrusion possibly a toe. Very strange.

[yowiedan]

After my Encounter at Appin i wanted to find out what it was. So i Started researching and i even went into locations by myself and camped overnight. At first i kinda freaked out abit, But after a few times being out alone i liked it cause i could record weird sounds and just wanted to go out more and more. Eventually i started a facebook Yowie group and we go out regularly overnight. I have made some great friends along the way, So in my case the encounter i had all those years ago has ended up in the passion i have now for looking for our hairy friend.

[AL Pitman]

I have an incident that I would like to share , it seems unbelievable even to me but it did happen and my brother witnessed the event .
We were heading home to our fathers farm at Myrtle Creek , south of Casino NSW we were traveling home from the pub at Rapville a nearby town along a very isolated back road that tracks through a lot of plantation pine and gum trees .
We pulled over to carry out ablutions Lol it was pitch black dark , no moon that night ! My brother was being noisy and we had the country tunes pumping on the stereo so we probably attracted some disgruntled attention.
As I walked around the side of the vehicle I tripped in a deep rut on the dirt road surface and began to fall ! But at about 45 deg something well a hand propped me up , sort of caught my shoulder with an open palm !!??
My brother instantly changed his composure and jumped in the vehicle and turned off the radio !
He asked me if I had seen it as he had ?
Unfortunately for me I didn't but I sure felt it and it is what saved me from an otherwise unassailable fall !
The best my brother could relay was (it was just like a hairy arm come out of the darkness and pushed you , me back up)
Yes my brother had plenty to drink , however I had only had 2 schooners of mid strength beer as I was to drive so for me at least I think I had all my faculties in order at the time Lol
By this time my interest in Yowies was well established although I had never had any close encounters of any kind other than hearing loud screaming sounds not animal like when camping.
So for me this was a revelation that I can't really explain. I do except what happened for what it is and I guess they don't always want to rip out arms off either ??
Still confused !!

[Yowie bait]

Adventurer-I was raised to swim in lakes-as an older teenager I decided a swimming pool was much better. HA! I needed crystal clear water! I am no where near an ocean-large lakes and rivers-plenty of toothy critters in both. Only nipped by small fish, I believe. Once I learned what lived in the water, I chose the pool. No problem in a boat, though.
Yowie-Interesting that you're parents created a monster to keep you in, I can see their logic but I wonder how many people have phobias from such innocent parental creations. HA! A bull shark in a river, too!
Chris-Yeah, nighttime research seems to be for the incredibly brave or not-too-bright people. I've seen both try. Always interesting.

So, now I have a bit of time to spare and I'll write my first experience. I had rented a cottage on a farm, had to move from the city because drug crime (crack & guns) moved into my apartment building. Loved being back in the country again. I had a small, old cottage that was somewhat close to the larger old farmhouse. The houses were divided by an 'island' of trees, shrubs, ground cover. My driveway was 'U' shaped-both ends of the 'u' connected to the main road. My cottage was at the middle of the curve of the 'U'. I had a fairly large field behind and to the side of my house, also to the side of my house was a large barn for the cattle. In front of my house I had a large span of lawn that ended at a very healthy creek. Both behind and in front of my house I had 60/70 foot pine and fir trees. Huge. Between the arms of the 'U' driveway, at the main road, a large area of huge trees/ brush-in summer daylight, a very dark area.

Late summer (September) I had gone outside to sit on the front steps of the house. Probably between 11/12 at night. It was a habit, just outside enjoying the evening on my days off from work. Pitch black night, the only light is from the light by my front door, not a bright bulb-probably an 8 foot semi-circle of light to sit in. Could not see beyond that range. The two women who lived in the farmhouse were not home (as usual). I heard what sounded like two medium-size dogs fighting out in the field behind my house. NOT barking but definitely sounded like two dogs fighting-noticeable. I didn't think much of it because people out there let their dogs run wild (not good) and I couldn't do anything about it. Goes quiet. A bit of time passes. I then hear the 'two fighting dogs' closer, seemed to be by my shed, on the back driveway, around the huge pine trees. I still didn't think much of it. There is NO light behind my house, very dark night and it's a field back there-no lights. Goes quiet again. Quite a few minutes pass-I'm happy to be outside, it was a nice night. I thought the 'two dogs' settled their dispute and it was over. Nothing out of the ordinary in life. Suddenly, the 'two dogs' were right behind my house. Okay, I was a bit nervous then because I thought they might be drawn to the light at the front of the house and I don't really want to break up a dogfight with dogs that I don't know. It was the high pitched sounds, not barks, not growls. I was sitting there, listening to this, and I thought it odd that it went completely quiet in between the bouts of fighting as 'they' moved closer to my house. Usually, you can hear the scuffling of animal feet on the ground with all the leaf litter/debris AND fighting dogs don't suddenly stop. If they had been fighting over the distance, it should have been continuous-it is so difficult to break up dog fights. I was alarmed, didn't want to confront two angry dogs. Then it stopped right behind my house -dead quiet again.

So, it was a bit weird. Frenzied, sharp dog sounds moving closer to my house, absolute silence in between the activity. I wasn't afraid, didn't think I'd be attacked. I STILL didn't go inside. I sat on the steps and was thinking about it, seemed to be finished, after all, in MY mind, it sounded like two medium sized dogs fighting. I was listening, nothing. A few more minutes pass. I am sitting in a semi-circle of light-both the east and west front corners of the house are extremely dark-so, imagine, soft half-moon of light then it's pitch black. Suddenly, I hear breathing just around the east corner of my house-no light there. A somewhat fast, very heavy breathing, and it wasn't a snarl but more like a congested snort happened, then more fast, deep, heavy breathing. I heard this, I sat there, I listened for a few moments, and SUDDENLY it registered that this was no breathing I had ever heard in my life. It was a wet type of breathing and the 'snort' was kind of like what you get when you have a terrible head cold-I just don't think it was a snarl. What actually FINALLY registered was that I was listening to the BIGGEST set of lungs I had ever heard in my life. ONCE that registered, a clear sentence went through my head, "This isn't right." Just like reading a sentence and visualizing it. (Bizarre!) CLICK-I immediately felt TERROR, I stood up, spun around, stepped up and reached for the push-button door handle-I was so terrified I thought I might not even be able to grab...that.. handle and push the button, open the front door. I moved in a flash. Stepped in, pulled the screen door shut, slammed the big, heavy wooden door shut AND LOCKED IT. I PULLED the CURTAIN on the door window closed. I stepped back from the door about six feet, looked at the door and suddenly thought, "What just happened here?" Fairly quickly, the terror was gone.

That is what happened. I am a reasonable person who was raised around livestock. I was NOT hearing cow, horse or lllllllama lungs. I was thinking about it in bed-the only other large animal in that state would be a bear-if it had been a bear I would have seen a big bear butt strolling on past me. Bears don't hang out right around the corner of a house, they keep moving. WHATEVER it was was actually staying in place right around the east corner of my house-breathing. I did NOT hear anything move along side my house from the back yard-you DO hear animals when they walk through wooded areas-you hear CONTACT. (I can hear small birds scratching around in the woods.) There were no sounds from when I had last heard the 'two dogs' fighting right behind my house to having 'something' breathing right around the corner, hanging back in the darkness. It was the breathing of one being-definitely not two dogs. You could hear the lungs take in air/expel air-HUGE lungs-wet sounding.

Another thing, had it been a bear, I would have not felt the need to LOCK my front door and close the curtain. I've always rushed to windows to view wildlife-coyote, wolf, deer, etc. To lock the door and STAY AWAY from the window was not normal for me. I had never felt such seemingly immediate, irrational terror before in my life. Once again, absolute silence between the series of sounds. I heard nothing moving along side of my house, nothing. There are trees, shrubs, ground cover-twigs! I do have very good hearing, too.

It was the most baffling 'What the Heck?' experience (until the house slap and then the other happenings.) After that night, I never, ever went out outside after dark until my new neighbors moved in months later and occasionally I would sit on the steps IF I knew they were outside. I still cannot be outside in the dark-whatever happened was extremely odd and has changed a lifelong habit of enjoying outdoor evenings. It happened in late summer 2009.

I'll need to do a part two explaining how I went from that to this site. I thought it was all amusing, silly until I read something very similar that had been reported on the BFRO site that had occurred in the same town I had my experiences in. After that, I was upset. Too similar.

My thing with skeptics and certain information collecting sites is that many seem to think most oral accounts are fabrications/misidentifications. Honestly, I think most are not. Whatever happened to me, I later found out, seems to be a classic encounter. To find that my experience matched other experiences meant that people are not fabricating. At that point is is not longer funny, silly, amusing-it's a jolt to your reality.

Apologies for length. (Northern central US, by the way. Some claim the state is dogman territory.)

Very scary experience there Speck and weird with the dogfight noise!? Interesting you think it could be a dogman. Yowies/ bigfoot are known to breath heavily as well ive heard in reports and from first hand experience. Sounds like it had a good look at you whatever it was. Creepy stuff!

[Yowie bait]

I have an incident that I would like to share , it seems unbelievable even to me but it did happen and my brother witnessed the event .
We were heading home to our fathers farm at Myrtle Creek , south of Casino NSW we were traveling home from the pub at Rapville a nearby town along a very isolated back road that tracks through a lot of plantation pine and gum trees .
We pulled over to carry out ablutions Lol it was pitch black dark , no moon that night ! My brother was being noisy and we had the country tunes pumping on the stereo so we probably attracted some disgruntled attention.
As I walked around the side of the vehicle I tripped in a deep rut on the dirt road surface and began to fall ! But at about 45 deg something well a hand propped me up , sort of caught my shoulder with an open palm !!??
My brother instantly changed his composure and jumped in the vehicle and turned off the radio !
He asked me if I had seen it as he had ?
Unfortunately for me I didn't but I sure felt it and it is what saved me from an otherwise unassailable fall !
The best my brother could relay was (it was just like a hairy arm come out of the darkness and pushed you , me back up)
Yes my brother had plenty to drink , however I had only had 2 schooners of mid strength beer as I was to drive so for me at least I think I had all my faculties in order at the time Lol
By this time my interest in Yowies was well established although I had never had any close encounters of any kind other than hearing loud screaming sounds not animal like when camping.
So for me this was a revelation that I can't really explain. I do except what happened for what it is and I guess they don't always want to rip out arms off either ??
Still confused !!

Great story Al. Saved you from a nasty fall by the sounds of it!

[carrie palmer]

We have had many unexpected encounters with raccoons. Last week, my husband encountered a raccoon in the stairwell, am not sure how it entered our house. I am very careful of such animals which are a reservoir of hell lot of germs. They carry rabies too. Fortunately, it didn't attack nor approach my hubby. I finally resorted to seeking the help of raccoon removal service.
My neighbour recently was in a very precarious situation dealing with skunk which was ferocious in defending itself. She ran for life. Fortunately, my hubby was around to help her out. All attempts to shoo away were in vain.

[Yowie bait]

We have had many unexpected encounters with raccoons. Last week, my husband encountered a raccoon in the stairwell, am not sure how it entered our house. I am very careful of such animals which are a reservoir of hell lot of germs. They carry rabies too. Fortunately, it didn't attack nor approach my hubby. I finally resorted to seeking the help of raccoon removal service.
My neighbour recently was in a very precarious situation dealing with skunk which was ferocious in defending itself. She ran for life. Fortunately, my hubby was around to help her out. All attempts to shoo away were in vain.

Some freinds in the states had to throw out most of their clothes after a skunk got in when they were moving into a new house. The husband tried to remove it himself and said it took hours. They had to throw out the sprayed clothes and couldnt use the room it was in for a long time. Apoarently the stink is unbearable!

[AL Pitman]

Where's my green bucket.