Up Close And Personal With Sasquatch
Eric Kern Sighting: A Frightening Encounter At The Wabash River In Illinois
By Dorraine Fisher
Some Bigfoot stories are downright frightening. And occasionally, the reporter gets close enough to the creature to give a few interesting details about what they see. This story is just such a sighting. It takes place in south eastern Illinois in the Wabash River valley near Mt. Carmel which is close to the Illinois-Indiana border. The reporter, Eric Kern, recalls details of a possibly older individual with a few deformities not often reported in other stories. And he claims this was not his only time seeing the creature.
But here it is in his own words:
“Well my first time seeing one was in 2010 in late October, full moon, and the corn was high at the time. I was a skeptic about them, but it changed really quick. So at the time I had a shared fishing line which is a trailing line for cat fish out here on the Wabash river. We would sell them to the local restaurants and give to the church as well, so me and my friend went out on his boat to go set lines. “
“Now, the way we had to do it, because the river is fast moving, we would set out a 75 pound wedge anchor on the rocks on the other side of the river and lay a ten pound weight every ten feet to sink it down where the fish are. At the end we would hook it up to a winch to tighten the line and to set the anchor in the rocks deep then tie it to three or four cinder blocks on our side as we did this the whole time I felt like we were being watched but I couldn't see any one and the only three people that knew about this place were me, my friend and the land owner, So we set and got ready to go home as we did I saw a foot print in the sand bar. A really big one, maybe 15 to 17 inches in length. I asked my friend about it and he said it was probably just someone sun bathing and the water distorted it to make it seem really big. So we left around 3 am and I get a call from one of the restaurants we delivered to and asked if we pulled in our lines yet I said no and he ask if we could. I told him it hasn't been at least seven hours yet but he double the amount of money so I said ok. So I called up my friend to see if I could use the boat. He just put it In the shop for a hole we got that morning. So I said fine I will use my wench on my Toyota 4x4 so I got dressed and started out there it was warm and wonderful night. “
“The moon was full and you could see everything, so I had my windows down as I got out there. I noticed that the landowner’s cows were all up at the top of the hill near the barn, mooing like nuts, but I didn't think that much of it. Might be a coyote or something. But as I got closer to our area I could smell a stench like no other. There are no words or smells like it to my knowledge. As I got to the river, I had to turn at the fork, and there he was, all hunched over. At first I thought it might be a bear. But a bear in Mount Carmel? Hell no!”
“As my high beams hit his back, he stood straight up and turned. That's when I saw him, dark brown fur with gray in it, as I was only seven feet away. He hunched down into the light and covered his eyes. I noticed that he was missing two fingers, the pinky and half of the ring finger on the left hand. At the time I was scared shitless. He then stood up and took one step closer to my car. As he did I could tell he was over 10 foot tall because he looked down at me. That and my 4Runner was about six feet off the ground.”
“ As he stood there looking at me I could see the scarring on his face, like from fights with cougars or bears. But as I looked into his eyes, he snarled at me showing off his huge teeth, all shaped like a humans but much larger at this point. I thought he would see that my window was down and reach in there and kill me. But after he looked at me for a bit, he stood up grumbled a low gut-turning grumble. He stepped in to the corn and walked off. At this point, I noticed that I have pissed my pants. It must have lasted about five minutes but it felt like 5 hours. “
“As I tried to get myself together, I slowly turned my car around and left. When I got home, I called my friend and asked what do you want for my share of the fishing line? He asked me why. I just said how much do you have in your wallet? I sold an 800 dollar-a-day work area for fifty bucks. So the next week, my friend called me and asked if I was back in and I asked him why. And he said hell no. He said that someone pulled up the line from the sand bar and drug the anchor out of the rocks and pulled it up on shore and ate every one of the catfish but not the heads the we're left in the corn field in a pile. So after that, he quit the fishing job and never spoke of it again.”
Eric later reported the sighting to the BFRO (Bigfoot Field Research Organization) but there was no investigation conducted of the area. He would like to connect with others in the area who’ve had sightings and team up for some investigative work there.
Look for a follow up report on Eric's other sightings in the future.
This Post By TCC Team Member Dorraine Fisher. Dorraine is a Professional Writer, a nature, wildlife and Bigfoot enthusiast who has written for many magazines. Dorraine conducts research, special interviews and more for The Crypto Crew. Get Dorraine's book The Book Of Blackthorne!
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