This is a recording of an interview held at Del Rey Cafe in Eugene, Oregon on October 18th 1963. The interview is with Don L. Hunter regarding his 1942 Bigfoot encounter at Todd Lake. This interview is part of a audio archive held at the Oregon Historical Society. Don was born in Oregon in 1914, as a teenager he began collecting sound and made his first recording in 1932. He became the official recordist for Eugene’s first radio station and served in the Signal Corps for WW11. This is just a portion of the interview. He was interviewed by Ben and Lee Trippet.
I always loved the woods. Have always played in them. So when I rescued my first doggo Maggie, my beagle, I found these little town trails where I could teach her to stay with me out there, get comfortable with the wilderness and mostly just enjoy the serenity for me, the sniffs for her.
This area is so beloved that when I rescued my chihuahua Howard, we came here to teach him how to map the wilderness with his senses. Howard is a blind dog, who had a very rough start to life. He was abandoned in a field blind and alone.
I needed to take him some place he’d feel safe, be safe, but still give him the feel of the wilderness, even though we were close to home.
He does fantastic here, you can see in this video that he leads the way! So proud I am of him. But, when we headed here last week we passed tree trucks mowing down one of our trails. I can’t tell you the shock and stress I felt. I was compelled to pull over and “chat” with the DCR crew. They explained with their hands out for me not to kill them that they were just doing their job, and their job was to annihilate this forest and trails system for a bike path. Pave this beautiful trail for a bike path!
I’m not going to tell you of my reaction to that. But thinking she was going to help, a neighbor came out to tell me she just moved here from Lexington, they lived close to a bike path there, and I’m going to love it. She explained more people can come now with their kids, etc and get to enjoy the path.
So basically mow down more nature so people will go out and enjoy more pavement. I told the woman that I don’t like pavement, or people. I like trails and trees, and I apologize, I’m not proud because I think I may have told this poor woman to move back to Lexington then
. But it was the stress of it all, I was watching my memories get plowed again. I just can’t emotionally handle the destruction anymore.
Today, Howard and I headed out to the other local trail we like, and the above video is what we discovered when we got there. I set this video to music and not nature this time because you dont need to hear me weeping as we walk.
You see, I am someone who wants to rewind this planet and it’s inhabitants. Share the land with all the creatures again. Hunt and gather. Work your land and not work at a stupid job till you drop for currency that we kill more trees to print. I know it not realistic and will never happen unless something catastrophic happens. But when and if that ever does, no one on this planet will know how to even get a fire started!
Humanity is its own enemy and the worse thing that happened to this planet. And it will be its own demise…soon my bigfoot friends he will be on the endangered list because there will be no forestry to sustain him…
Thank you for allowing me this tirade. I just needed to vent in a big way. I’m very emotionally compromised today I’m sure I’ll be better tomorrow…
In all seriousness though, this is a huge camping weekend. You’re going to bang into all kinds of things out there from idiots to bigfoot (who thinks you’re the idiot). But our biggest and most likely threat most likely will come from a nest, or worse from a mama bear and her cubs.
I’ll tell you my first camping trip without my family horror story. I was 16, on a mountain top in Maine. Beautiful spot. It was a ski lodge that my friend was a caretaker of.
Although there was a lodge there for some stupid reason we wanted to sleep in the great outdoors. So, we set up, had a huge clambake, then everyone went in the lodge to sleep except for the four of us that wanted to sleep outdoors.
I passed out and a few hours later I heard rustling, I looked up and the shadow on the tent was of a huge bear. Not firelight shadowing can make things look bigger it was still scary. Apparently my friend had put the food cooler in the tent. And the smells from the clambake tempted the bears down.
We had to move the color to the front of the tent, cut out the bake and run like hell. We were young and stupid I know, but, you’ll be surprised at the numbers of bear attacks that are a result of rookie mistakes from seasoned campers. So, please be careful this holiday weekend, and summer. Here’s a few tips for those that may need it. And especially for the ones that think they don’t.
He was known as one of the best hunters in the province and had many thrilling adventures in his time. Did he know anything about the hairy ape-like men who were supposed to inhabit the distant mountains?
The old warrior smiled, and answered that he had had a slight acquaintance with them. He had been in what he thought was one of their houses. “And that is not all .” said he. “I met and spoke to one of their women, and I shot, But let Charcley tell the story himself The strange people of whom there are but few now rarely seen
and seldom met said the old
hunter. “are known by the name of Sasquatch, or the hairy mountain men.
-The first time I came to know about these people continued the old man “I did not see anybody. Three young men and myself were picking same berries on a rocky mountain slope five or six miles from the old town of Yale. In our search for berries. We
suddenly stumbled upon a large opening in
the side of the mountain. This was discovery greatly surprised all of us, for we knew every foot of the mountain. and never knew, nor heard there was even the vicinity outside the mouth of the cave, there was an enormous boulder. We peered into the cavity but couldn’t see anything.
“We gathered some pitch wood, lighted it and began to explore. But before we got very far from the entrance of the cave, we came upon a sort of stone house or enclosure: It was a crude affair. We
couldn’t make a thorough examination. for our pitchwood kept going out. We left. We were intending to return in a couple of days and go on exploring. Old Indians, to whom
we told the story of our discovery warned us not to venture near the cave again, as it was surely occupied by the Sasquatch.
That was the first time I heard about the
hairy men that inhabit the mountains.
We, however, disregarded the advice
of the old men and sneaked off to explore the cave, but to our great disappointment found the boulder rolled back into the
mouth and fitting it so nicely that you
might suppose it had been there made for that purpose. Charley
intimated that he hoped to have enough
money someday to buy sutticient
dynamite to blow open the cave of the Sasquatch and see how far it extends
through the mountain. The Indian then took
up the thread of his story and told of his
first meeting with one of these men. A number of other Indians and himself
Were bathing in A small lake near Yule. He
was dressing when suddenly out from
behind a rock, only a few feet away stepped a nude hairy man. “Oh he was so
big man!” continued the old hunter, he looked calmer then me for moment his eyes
were so kind looking that I was about to
speak to him when he turned about and
walked into the forest. At the same place two weeks later, Charley together with several of his companions saw the giant. But this time he ran towards the mountain. This was twenty years after the discovery of the cave…
I’m always looking forward to a new bigfoot movie, but I’ve been looking forward to seeing this one in particular because I had seen his first bigfoot film.
David Ford, the writer, director , producer and star of this picture is not new to Bigfoot. This is his follow up to his previous bigfoot movie, Something in the Woods.
If you haven’t had a chance to see this one yet, I highly recommend it. The movie is centered around a logging foreman and his family who live out near the woods. The family begins to get habitually visited on their property by a bigfoot who has less than friendly intentions…
In his sophomore film, Man vs. Bigfoot (a battle in real life I’m not sure we’d win) starts out with a man heading out for some solo camping. Going solo as some, like myself know, can be scary enough with or without bigfoot lurking about, but he was lurking about and this camper was figuring that out…
After the man doesn’t return home as scheduled the wife calls his brother, Jack Rollins, played by David Ford, who then packs up and heads out to the forest In search of him…
While camping that first night, he started to hear noises in the woods around him, and then a trapper, played by Antonio Tec, came out from the woods to greet him. The trapper is Native American, and he shares some of the history from his tribe about bigfoot. He describes him as being more of a protector of the woods type creature to them.
If you follow along with me you know I love the idea of him being a protector out there, but unfortunately that’s not likely to be the case. And it’s definitely not in this one. (Hey, a girl can dream right?). What ensues after the trapper leaves is a battle between Rollins and the elusive beast himself. Now besides that theory of a protector, there were many things I liked about this movie, the biggest being that most of this epic battle is taking place during the daylight hours. Which means that the suit had to hold up and after a few hiccups and changes it does.
The other things I appreciated was , the scenery. The location of a bigfoot movie is one of the first things I’m noticing. I also liked the fact that the traits and behaviors most cryptozoologist attribute to a bigfoot are being used here such as, using environment to camouflage, using rock for tools, and giving the creature signs of intelligence, which to avoid the human race it must have.
I really enjoyed this film, and in my opinion if you are a bigfoot enthusiast you will definitely appreciate this movie. I reached out to David to ask him a few questions, and here is what he shared with me…
“I got interested in filmmaking in college when I started writing screenplays. It took me about 18 years before I made my first one though. My favorite part of the process is principle photography and actually shooting the film. I enjoy it all but I particularly like watching it all come together on camera. I did know many of the actors but also held auditions. Covid only interrupted the post production aspect of it. We had already filmed the movie when Covid hit. I chose Bigfoot because of personal experiences and because I needed a big star and couldn’t afford a known actor. Everybody knows who Bigfoot is. I am a believer because of experience in the field as well as other personal experiences that pertained to a rock being thrown at me in a remote area with fellow researchers. I even caught some audio of the creature back in 2013. We had many issues with the suit. The suit that I ordered was not what I got. I would like to keep that part out of it, but I will say Keith Lack stepped in and saved the day with the creation of the mask and baby bigfoot (spoiler). I worked with Jeff Stewart closely on the project as he was my AD primarily and practical effects supervisor, amongst also playing a role in the film. He advised me in the film. We will be showing the film at the Texas Bigfoot Conference in Jefferson in October from my understanding. I don’t plan to make another bigfoot film as I am moving on to other types of films such as faith based and thrillers. Finding private investors is not easy though so if anyone wants to invest in one of my future films they are free to reach out. If anyone decides to watch the film on VOD please leave us a rating as each rating and review helps the film tremendously. Thank you…”
Follow along with David’s upcoming film The Preacher Man here:
I thought while I had a second on this beautiful snowy New England day I’d share one of my ridiculous camping, what not to do memories. Well ones that are funny now anyway, maybe not funny then. But my first few times camping without family in my teens were something, so here’s the first…more to come.
I have always been an outdoors girl. When I was little I was out dawn till dusk, later if I could get away with it, (I didn’t really my mother definitely had the sight) but I had been outdoors enough to convince my parents to camp on my friends land. He had acres of beautiful land. We camped every weekend.
So when I asked to camp away in the mountains of Maine , and she knew many friends would be there she said yes. Another friend of mine took care of a ski lodge in the summer months so my friend and I went up to camp. There was a clam bake that day sending the beautiful food smells on up to the bears hanging out up there. But because we were young (and stupid) we decided to sleep in a tent outside in the beautiful night air and not inside the lodge. (Again, I refer you to stupid).
When nightfall and the fire was all out and everything was quiet we heard some loud noises, things banging etc, and I knew, knew it had to be a bear.
A few minutes later all four of us in the tent saw the typical shadow of a big bear fall on the tent. And mind you, the bear could have been small but a shadow makes it look huge! We realized too, one of us brought the food cooler into the tent (Stupid as above).
So we needed a plan, so our friend pulled out his knife, cut out the back of the tent, and we all ran into the lodge like our ass was on fire. It didn’t follow, but them it didn’t need to, we pushed the cooler to him before we ran. He was able to enjoy some steak and eggs.
We survived the bear and learned to actually do what the camping guide said to do. Don’t put your food where you sleep. Hang it from the tree.
Sleep in the damn lodge next year.
Needless to say when I got home I just said it was a totally awesome time, years later I did tell her about the bear. She wasn’t amused…
If you have a funny camping tale I’d love to share it. You can message me here or send your funny tale to firstname.lastname@example.org…