We were up late at night in a second-story bedroom of my grandparents’ Dee, Oregon, home, at about 2:00 AM in the summer of 1980. There was a full moon. My brother was practicing taking phot…
both described hooded · 9 km away
Hood River County, Oregon · 1982-07-31 · from the BFRO archive
My granny Pearl V. Bailey lived on a dirt road just up the hill from hwy 35 in the town of Mt. Hood. I guess about 15 miles or so from Hood River, Or. I think it was either 1981 or 1982. I was born in 69. My uncle Doug let me ride Babe ( his mare) up to bald beautte. I was pretty sure my cousin James was the one with me but a head injury to James has rendered his memory poor. Anyway, this was our plan, ride up there, have cocoa, ride back. Well we soon realized that wasn't goin to happen cause we saw light would be long gone by the time we made it to the top. We decided to get off the horse and drink cocoa that was in our thermos. One of us tied the horse. We were above bone ditch but below bald beautte. It was on a hillside. There was still enough light to see but it was getting near time to go and Babe looked across the hill and her eyes got huge as she reared back trying to get loose. I looked where her eyes were looking and maybe 50 yds away or so this huge hairy man took one step towards us, maybe he was just walking, then turned 180 deg and walked away as if he cared less. I was so damn scared! I am trembling now as I recall this. I untied the horse and we ran as fast as we could. When we got back to grannys I told my mom but she didnt believe me! The room I stayed in at her house had a door with a window in it facing bald beautte. Nightmares for years about this. For years I only said I saw a hairy man...but it was a bigfoot.
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both described hooded · 9 km away
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both described hooded · 19 km away
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both described hooded · 28 km away
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both described hooded · 29 km away
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both described hooded · 32 km away
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