An account in Shoshone County, Idaho

During a camping trip along the north fork of the Coeur d'Alene river. We had recently finished dinner. While sitting fire side our dogs, a border collie and a pug leapt up and ran into the forest that separated the campsite from the creek. Neither made any sound but simply ran into the woods at twilight. Frustrated at the thought of chasing dogs in the woods at night I retrieved my flashlight from the cab of my truck. Upon approaching the tree line the dogs exploded out of the woods and ran to the truck where they cowered in fear staring into the woods. My initial fear was we were dealing with a cougar or bear. I retrieved my pistol from the console and instructed my girlfriend to put more wood on the fire. We managed to get the dogs out of the canopied bed where they had taken shelter and placed them into a spare tent. I approached the forest and while scanning the trees with my flashlight I caught sight of a large black Sasquatch standing behind a tree approx. 30 feet in front of me. I retreated back away from the woods and after a few minutes sat in my chair with my flashlight and pistol in my lap. Initial hope was that it would simply go away. My girlfriend was sitting about four feet away and after shouting into the forest that I was armed and would shoot if threatened. Then a large rock 8 inches long and 5 inches wide (I have the rock) came tumbling out of the trees and went between us grazing the top of the fire as it passed causing hot coals and sparks to fly against my dining canopy. We both jumped up out of surprise and while trying to keep an eye on the forest I was able to extinguish the hot coals burning the grass and canopy with an open soda. Out of fear and disgust I fired two rounds from the revolver into the air at a 45 degree angle. The creature then moved of to our left crunching undergrowth as it moved then stopped and we heard a large crack like that of a tree snapping and then the creature moved off to the right were it crossed the creek at the point where i had originally seen it. It made two loud splashes in the water and moved to the opposite shore where it was heard to be moving noisily up the hillside opposite our camp. We hastily gathered our more expensive gear and tossed it into the truck, leaving our tents, coolers and various items. We put the dogs in the cab, extinguished the fire and abandoned the camp. We drove 45 minutes home to Coeur d'Alene and returned the following morning to retrieve the remainder of our equipment. I found the large stone and kept it. We also discovered the tree snap was actually a twin pine about 5 inches in diameter that was broken about six feet up from the ground. No prints were seen as the ground was packed hard due to heavy use that summer. The creek was also running high.