Bigfoot Video

This is a short but clear clip from the recent Bigfoot video filmed in Columbia County Oregon.

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[qrst1011]

that was not a bigfoot it was a dirty hippie

[jimbobpics]

That is a lot closer to the truth than you know.

[wtw88]

Being a clean old hippie I can relate to your comment qrst1011.

[jimbobpics]

Thanks

[bearfist1529]

how would someone get that close to bigfoot? at that distance any healthy creature would at least look at the cameraman. plus it looks like the film subject was waiting for the camera to start recording. i am not impressed

[jimbobpics]

Additionally, I completely agree with your closeness issue, to me any vid that shows a Bigfoot up close or runs toward one has got to be faked. Thanks for watching, I assure you that my video quality will get better after a little more practice.

[CircleJRanch]

next time cue him tor start moving before you turn on the camera. I beleive "ACTION!" is the proper command :)

[wtw88]

He got booked by the police for riding unlicensed.

[wtw88]

My friend Keith shone a light at the bike.

"Don't shoot," he murmured.

He didn't have to yell because we're all hippies and would only shoot if defending ourselves and maybe not even then unless we had a bead on Aaron Rungeling, the Indian BigFootInMouth, of whom I might tell you more another time, if I get one.

To no one's surprise, the Grossfusser road my bike down the hill, between the Baptist Church and out home at the bottom of the hill, and southward along the valley to Lobethal.

[wtw88]

The fire was low after that; it just lay there glowing.

My party came back up the hill, the silhouettes of their bodies and the firearms they had gathered clear in the light of the moonlight slanting up through the trees from the valley below. The night was so quiet that I heard their steady breathing from a hundred paces away.

Then I heard the kick start of my dirt bike, the lazy grab of air as the motor caught, the rising pitch of the accelerating two stroke, and we all watched as...as?

[wtw88]

"Shall I turn the sound down?" I asked politely as the rest of our party ran screaming down the hill (to use, as they told me later, the toilet).

"Don't get funny," he said in a bestial but clear Black Forest accent, which none of the others of my party could hear because of the distance between themselves and the Grossfusser. He picked up a twenty-foot long, half-ton branch and knocked the fire down so that it flared less and became quiet.

"Dot's nice," he said and went back into the forest.

[wtw88]

Five years ago, on a clear, cold wintry night, we were sitting around a bonfire on the hill at the back of our house in the somewhat remote Adelaide hills in very remote to the rest of the world South Australia.

Our valley is essentially an old German settlement, so we call Bigfooters Grossfussen.

My wife, out two teenaged children, my best friend, his wife and their three kids were there. A Grossfuusen came in from the darkness under the big trees and said, "The fire is crackling too loudly!"