On June 18, an anonymous report was made to Bigfoot Case Files. It was also picked up by Bigfoot Evidence and Sasquatch Central.

A man (we'll call Tom*) has reported two different encounters. The first occurred around 30-some years ago when he was 19 or 20  years old. It was late in June when he and a buddy (let's call him Rory*) decided to go fishing at a pond that was partway up a mountain in northern Pennsylvania. They arrived at the pond at around 7 pm and set up a quick camp. The two young men heated some stew for supper and then sat around the camp lantern talking about the big bass they were going to catch.

When midnight came near, they started hearing sounds of what seemed to be large rocks hitting the deep water of the pond.  They listened for a bit and then determined that the splashes were coming from the deep center of the pond, about 30 yards from the shore. After a few more, the sounds stopped, and the two returned to the table and their lantern light. They had a short discussion about what could have made those noises, then returned to their talk about fishing.

A little while later, the two began to hear sounds of something moving in the woods from the direction of the pond, about 100 yards away. And it was then they realized that the forest had gone silent. The sounds continued to get closer, and their spotlight was employed. They could see nothing moving in the dark. For a while, they told themselves it was probably a bear or deer walking around in the trees.

Then the footstep sounds seemed to spread out, and they knew there was now more than one creature walking around out there. "There is more than one, whatever they are," Tom said to Rory as they continued to listen. They again deployed the spotlight, trying to see what was out there. The footsteps appeared to be slowly moving in and making a circle around them. When the sounds reached 25-30 yards away, pine cones and small sticks started landing within ten feet of the two.

"I don't know who you are or what you are, but that's close enough!" But the yell seemed to have little effect on whatever was out there, as Tom could now hear footsteps behind him.

Tom turned to his friend. "This isn't right. I can hear them within 15 yards of us, and we still can't see them! I'll stand guard, you load the truck, quickly!" By this time, there seemed to be at least 6 to 8 beings moving in around them, plus more unknowns behind. Rory got the truck loaded in record time, including the boat, and they took off.

The two drove to Tom's grandparents' house and camped in the driveway for the rest of the night. (The couple was out of state, and the house was empty.) In the morning, they finally went fishing at a different spot than the original pond.

For years, Tom did not know how to explain what may have happened that night; what was in the dark and throwing pine cones and sticks, and large rocks in the water. He thinks he has the answer now.

Just last month (May), he and a different friend (we'll call Buddy*) decided to go to that pond. They decided to stay there until midnight just to see if something similar might happen to them. Buddy asked him why he thought that the creatures might still be there.

Tom explained to him, ". . . although they seemed determined to run us off, they weren't violent, nor did they vocalize at all." He did add that if there had been vocal sounds, he would have been paralyzed with fear. His reasons for returning to look included the fact that the area was mostly the same. It was still undeveloped; still had a good, clean water source; still plenty of territory to roam; plenty of food sources; little human activity; and good lookout places to watch for people approaching the pond and the surrounding area.

They arrived just before dark and started to set up at the same spot from 30-odd years ago. Another car pulled in to set up to fish, so the two decided to move about 100 yards away to a small pavilion. For around 30 minutes, they sat talking quietly, then Buddy decided to take a walk around the area to check it out. He remained within sight while exploring. Tom sat near the pavilion, staring at the pond. Then, for no apparent reason, he suddenly looked behind him just in time to see "a large dark brown creature covered in hair drop down out of sight behind a large fallen forked tree limb lying on the ground. He appeared to be on his knees, resting both hands on the top fork of the fallen limb."

Tom could see the top of the head to halfway down the torso.  He believed that they had actually surprised each other when he had turned around. Buddy, by now, had almost completed his way around the area and soon returned. By the time he returned to Tom's side, the creature was gone. Tom asked Buddy if he had seen anything interesting. Buddy said no. Tom then proceeded to tell him what had just happened and how he had not called out to Buddy as he didn't wish to catch the attention of the other fishermen down at the pond.

With this promising beginning, the two built a small fire to keep warm and settled down. It continued to get colder and darker until around 10:30, and fog set in. It got so thick they couldn't see anything near or far, so the two packed up and left.

Said Tom: "So apparently they are still there, and we're excited to go back up again soon."

Guess we'll just have to wait to hear the further adventures of our anonymous witness.