Continuing from Bigfoot Research Expedition 5 (see video Bigfoot Night) Part 2. We were sitting in camp with a nice fire talking about Mogollon Monster legends and lore when we heard the first scream. It seemed a long ways away, but it kept screaming as it got closer. All of us admitted it was nothing we had heard before with the exception of me. I had heard the same screams the year before in the very same campsite. We agreed it was not a coyote or wolf. More like howler monkeys. There seemed to be three of them.
The screams continued to get closer and louder until they sounded as if they were on the top of the hill overlooking our campsite. By this time I had found my recorder and sound amplifier and was recording the cries. The cries continued for over 30 minutes and we decided to chase the creatures down or at least try to get a glimpse of them.
We knew the main road cut back behind the location of the screams. We decided to try to cut off the escape from the hill above the camp from the rest of the forest. We drove down the main road until we thought we were in the right area and stopped. We turned off the lights and killed the engine. Unfortunately, we had miscalculated. We had passed it, and it was somewhere behind us. We did a u-turn and found a small fire break road which took us very close to the source of the screams. We came to a clearing and we stopped, shut the engine off and turned off the lights.
To our surprise, the next cries that came sounded like they were only a few yards away. I must admit, I was getting a bit spooked with the lights off in the pitch black night thinking something might reach through the open window and drag me out of the car.
Upon the next scream we began to exit the cars and proceed into the forest to track down the screams. Unfortunately, the car alarm went off on the other car when the doors opened. This silenced the screams. We waited and listened, but no more sounds. Eventually, we gave up and returned to camp.
We had no sooner started warming our hands by the camp fire when the screams returned. They lasted for about five more minutes. Almost like they were defying us to come and chase them again.
Finally, it died down and the rest of the evening was quiet. It was over. Was it a challenge to us? Was it upset at us for disturbing it in the meadow a couple of hours earlier? Was it lost and trying to locate another of it’s kind? Consensus, was it was telling us it was his territory and for us to stay out. Of course, we didn’t. The next morning we started out by going back to where we had parked the cars during the chase. We found no concise proof of anything. However, I did find many places where turkeys had moved the pine needles to create a dust bath. Could the screams have been to alert others where dinner was located?
Expedition 5 part 4 next up…)