New Yowie report just in!
Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 3:17 pm
We have just received a new report of a Yowie encounter here:
Enjoy
[personal details and editing of swear words have been removed]
Date Of The Sighting: 01.10.08
Name Of Witness: Isaac Cross, Steve, Richard.
Age Of Witness: 19, 40, 39
Occupation Of Witness: Motorman, Roughneck, Driller
Location Of The Sighting: Near Brigalow QLD
Time Of Your Sighting: 2:00 AM
Description Of The Terrain: Most of the land in the Tara district is sandy, very scrubby, dusty and rocky, a lot of thick dry forests and state forests. Predominantly flat ground with slight inclines, hot and dry, not the typical Yowie terrain. Where we were this particular night was a flat, very very very bushy and scrubby bit of land with a 50X50m patch cleared for our drilling rig and about 100 metres off the dusty old half abandoned Mary road, the only way in to this particular clearing or “Leases” as we call them, was a very narrow poorly constructed one way dirt road.
So there we were, on the 6pm to 6am night shift, drilling a core hole in the middle of the scrub, nothing new for us. I (Isaac) was sitting back on the pipe trailer, the driller (Richard), was sitting on his chair with his feet up watching his gauges drinking his coffee, the Roughneck (Steve) was doing practically the same as me, the daytime before we had come on shift was absolutely stinking hot and because of the closed in forest around us, had been humid too. But now the night was cooling down fast, and because we were drilling core holes there wasn’t much work involved so we were getting cold and bored, just waiting for the sun to come up so we could go to bed. And I for some reason the previous 3 or 4 nights had been getting this eerie feeling about the bush like something was there, in the dark. But then that could just be the fact that it’s the bush, we’re alone an it’s the middle of the night, freaky anywhere. So anyway, as we were drilling away, my driller looks up from his half sleep and stares into the forest to my right side (aprox 15m away was the edge of the lease) and says, with eyes widening “What the hell is that?” mate freaked me out so I jump up and spin, half ready to be killed by some animal running out the bush, and I stare, at first i couldn’t see anything and I thought he was having’ a go at me, but then i looked and sure enough I could see red eyes, at LEAST 7 or 8 feet tall, and about twice as wide as a humans, and a big shadow behind them, a man like shadow. Steve came up onto the floor and had a look, he could see it too. Then the bushes next to it rustled and shook, and a second pair of eyes, slightly shorter and smaller came out, maybe 6 foot, same red colouring and very far apart, same, more petite shadow.
We freaked, Richard didn’t know what to do, I picked up a set of 38’’ Stilsons and held it as though I was going to fight it, even though by the looks of these guys I didn’t stand a chance with a automatic rifle. Then suddenly they disappeared, we relaxed, and as we turned around to sit down within’ seconds it they both had skirted the lease and come out on the opposite side of the lease. Same thing again, two pairs of red eyes matching the same description as above, shaking the hell out of the trees and causing a fuss. All we could do is stand and stare and wait to see if they were going to attack or just try to scare us away. Eventually when we let off the Air Horn of the rig they stopped.
We could no longer see the shadows or the eyes anymore, so about 10 minutes later I walked over to the smoko shack about 5m from the edge of the lease and made coffee, this is when the scariest stuff happened, the two others on the rig started shouting and I dropped the coffees and ran outside, I saw them throwing rocks and even a spanner into the bush. Where a shadow was, I asked them what was going on and they just yelled at me to start throwing stuff, so I did, and when it was over, they said it came back, and both shadows started throwing rocks and dirt at the rig and Steve showed me a massive crack in his helmet with half a rock crushed around the outside of it, no way was that there before, whatever happened, something hit his helmet hard, very hard.
But of course this part of the story I personally cannot vouch for, but I tell you this, the look in 2 blokes eyes, both who have lived long hard lives and seen a lot of stuff happen, tell me that they were not lying.
So as the night wore on, we sat, very vigilant watching over our shoulder, with knife or pipe wrench in hand until dawn came. But one more thing did happen, there were two howls, like nothing I, or my crew personally heard ever before. And I can compare it to nothing else.
And since that day, anyone I ever told just said either, “Your full of c**p” or “It was probably a Kangaroo”
Yeah, maybe if I had been by myself I would have thought yeah, they probably right, my fear and imagination got to me making me think it was worse than it was. But no, hell no, not three guys who all saw the exact same thing. Also its not really roo country, not much underlying grass for them to munch on and it’s too thick to hop around, roos like open ground where they can see their predators. And their eyes glow green, not red. And it was way too tall, and its eyes were too wide set, and last but not least, I never seen no roo or any animal for that fact, have a man-like shadow, with shoulders as broad as a gorilla with long arms and well, find me a kangaroo that can throw rocks?
Weather Conditions: Cold, Clear Night Sky, Humid & Humid, Hot and Clear the day before
What Did The Creature Look Like: Red Eyes, with a considerable distance between them, one was about 8 ft tall, with massive broad shoulders, long arms and an extraordinary ability to throw rocks with deadly velocity and accuracy. The second creature was shorter, perhaps 6 or 7 ft, same description but much more petite, in the same way a woman is to a man, smaller shoulders, shorter, less body mass in general.
Other Observations: The area within’ which we were drilling in generally un-touched, once the whole place use to be a massive sheep farm, then some of it was sub-divided and sold into smaller blocks and so on, with very little population and spread out, not much has happened in the district. And very recently, maybe a couple years all around the area has been going ahead like never before because it is all of a sudden smack in the middle of the Surat basin gas fields, so all of a sudden all this activity with rigs and dozers and pipelines getting put in, holes getting drilled everywhere massive production, trucks, loud machines, humans, all this is suddenly happening where it has never before. So one such animal that is A. Territorial or B. Un-used to big machines and so much activity will instinctively and naturally feel threatened and per-say, curious. This is why I believe that it either wanted us gone, or itself was just freaked out and scared by the big diesel rig engine burnin’ all night. Also, to add, this area in which we drill and the entire Tara, Condamine, Moonie area is extremely culturally sensitive with aboriginal artefacts and sacred places and they even warn us of the “Bunyips” who come from the many isolated Billabongs out there and I have noticed a lot of sightings of these creatures, come from Aboriginal areas which they believe is sacred. Do the ancients know something we can’t put our finger on?
Sorry for the LONG report, but edit out what you don’t want, thank you for you time, Isaac Cross,
Enjoy
[personal details and editing of swear words have been removed] Date Of The Sighting: 01.10.08
Name Of Witness: Isaac Cross, Steve, Richard.
Age Of Witness: 19, 40, 39
Occupation Of Witness: Motorman, Roughneck, Driller
Location Of The Sighting: Near Brigalow QLD
Time Of Your Sighting: 2:00 AM
Description Of The Terrain: Most of the land in the Tara district is sandy, very scrubby, dusty and rocky, a lot of thick dry forests and state forests. Predominantly flat ground with slight inclines, hot and dry, not the typical Yowie terrain. Where we were this particular night was a flat, very very very bushy and scrubby bit of land with a 50X50m patch cleared for our drilling rig and about 100 metres off the dusty old half abandoned Mary road, the only way in to this particular clearing or “Leases” as we call them, was a very narrow poorly constructed one way dirt road.
So there we were, on the 6pm to 6am night shift, drilling a core hole in the middle of the scrub, nothing new for us. I (Isaac) was sitting back on the pipe trailer, the driller (Richard), was sitting on his chair with his feet up watching his gauges drinking his coffee, the Roughneck (Steve) was doing practically the same as me, the daytime before we had come on shift was absolutely stinking hot and because of the closed in forest around us, had been humid too. But now the night was cooling down fast, and because we were drilling core holes there wasn’t much work involved so we were getting cold and bored, just waiting for the sun to come up so we could go to bed. And I for some reason the previous 3 or 4 nights had been getting this eerie feeling about the bush like something was there, in the dark. But then that could just be the fact that it’s the bush, we’re alone an it’s the middle of the night, freaky anywhere. So anyway, as we were drilling away, my driller looks up from his half sleep and stares into the forest to my right side (aprox 15m away was the edge of the lease) and says, with eyes widening “What the hell is that?” mate freaked me out so I jump up and spin, half ready to be killed by some animal running out the bush, and I stare, at first i couldn’t see anything and I thought he was having’ a go at me, but then i looked and sure enough I could see red eyes, at LEAST 7 or 8 feet tall, and about twice as wide as a humans, and a big shadow behind them, a man like shadow. Steve came up onto the floor and had a look, he could see it too. Then the bushes next to it rustled and shook, and a second pair of eyes, slightly shorter and smaller came out, maybe 6 foot, same red colouring and very far apart, same, more petite shadow.
We freaked, Richard didn’t know what to do, I picked up a set of 38’’ Stilsons and held it as though I was going to fight it, even though by the looks of these guys I didn’t stand a chance with a automatic rifle. Then suddenly they disappeared, we relaxed, and as we turned around to sit down within’ seconds it they both had skirted the lease and come out on the opposite side of the lease. Same thing again, two pairs of red eyes matching the same description as above, shaking the hell out of the trees and causing a fuss. All we could do is stand and stare and wait to see if they were going to attack or just try to scare us away. Eventually when we let off the Air Horn of the rig they stopped.
We could no longer see the shadows or the eyes anymore, so about 10 minutes later I walked over to the smoko shack about 5m from the edge of the lease and made coffee, this is when the scariest stuff happened, the two others on the rig started shouting and I dropped the coffees and ran outside, I saw them throwing rocks and even a spanner into the bush. Where a shadow was, I asked them what was going on and they just yelled at me to start throwing stuff, so I did, and when it was over, they said it came back, and both shadows started throwing rocks and dirt at the rig and Steve showed me a massive crack in his helmet with half a rock crushed around the outside of it, no way was that there before, whatever happened, something hit his helmet hard, very hard.
But of course this part of the story I personally cannot vouch for, but I tell you this, the look in 2 blokes eyes, both who have lived long hard lives and seen a lot of stuff happen, tell me that they were not lying.
So as the night wore on, we sat, very vigilant watching over our shoulder, with knife or pipe wrench in hand until dawn came. But one more thing did happen, there were two howls, like nothing I, or my crew personally heard ever before. And I can compare it to nothing else.
And since that day, anyone I ever told just said either, “Your full of c**p” or “It was probably a Kangaroo”
Yeah, maybe if I had been by myself I would have thought yeah, they probably right, my fear and imagination got to me making me think it was worse than it was. But no, hell no, not three guys who all saw the exact same thing. Also its not really roo country, not much underlying grass for them to munch on and it’s too thick to hop around, roos like open ground where they can see their predators. And their eyes glow green, not red. And it was way too tall, and its eyes were too wide set, and last but not least, I never seen no roo or any animal for that fact, have a man-like shadow, with shoulders as broad as a gorilla with long arms and well, find me a kangaroo that can throw rocks?
Weather Conditions: Cold, Clear Night Sky, Humid & Humid, Hot and Clear the day before
What Did The Creature Look Like: Red Eyes, with a considerable distance between them, one was about 8 ft tall, with massive broad shoulders, long arms and an extraordinary ability to throw rocks with deadly velocity and accuracy. The second creature was shorter, perhaps 6 or 7 ft, same description but much more petite, in the same way a woman is to a man, smaller shoulders, shorter, less body mass in general.
Other Observations: The area within’ which we were drilling in generally un-touched, once the whole place use to be a massive sheep farm, then some of it was sub-divided and sold into smaller blocks and so on, with very little population and spread out, not much has happened in the district. And very recently, maybe a couple years all around the area has been going ahead like never before because it is all of a sudden smack in the middle of the Surat basin gas fields, so all of a sudden all this activity with rigs and dozers and pipelines getting put in, holes getting drilled everywhere massive production, trucks, loud machines, humans, all this is suddenly happening where it has never before. So one such animal that is A. Territorial or B. Un-used to big machines and so much activity will instinctively and naturally feel threatened and per-say, curious. This is why I believe that it either wanted us gone, or itself was just freaked out and scared by the big diesel rig engine burnin’ all night. Also, to add, this area in which we drill and the entire Tara, Condamine, Moonie area is extremely culturally sensitive with aboriginal artefacts and sacred places and they even warn us of the “Bunyips” who come from the many isolated Billabongs out there and I have noticed a lot of sightings of these creatures, come from Aboriginal areas which they believe is sacred. Do the ancients know something we can’t put our finger on?
Sorry for the LONG report, but edit out what you don’t want, thank you for you time, Isaac Cross,
Love your work Dean and Shazzoir