An Old, Broke Montana Rancher Remembers Waving at Bigfoot

Old Broke Rancher Masthead
Moody road through forest

I'm here to settle the debate over Bigfoot. Somebody's got to do it, so it may as well be me. Bigfoot is real, and I'm tired of hearing otherwise, because I've seen it. I've even waved to it -- and it waved back.

It was 44 years ago this September that I developed a sudden interest in cryptozoology. I don't even think the phrase was coined yet, but the Patterson-Gimlin film had been making the rounds, and a few people had reported seeing strange creatures in Montana. If you think you've never seen or heard of the Patterson-Gimlin film, you're wrong. It's as iconic a piece of 20th century footage as, say, the Zapruder film. Picture Bigfoot, and you're picturing the Patterson-Gimlin film.  

Patterson Gimlin film still
Still from the Patterson/Gimlin film

I had gotten a day job to supplement the ranch, as a lot of ranch families have to do. It was as a railroader for the then Burlington-Northern, and it was an industry that hadn't hardly hired anyone in twenty years, so everyone had seniority on me, and I got last pick of vacation time, which ended up being September, which is how I remember that it was September when I saw her.

My brother Neal, one of our friends, and myself, we took off on a Montana backcountry vacation to the Madison Range over by Ennis. We backpacked into the mountains by way of one of the creeks that drain into the Madison River. The exact creek shall remain anonymous to protect the creature I am shortly to describe, which is the reason for my interest in cryptozoology.  

The hike in was a grueling 13 miles that, even to my then 20 year old body, seemed straight up. By the time we reached our camp site on the shore of a small lake, I had a blister on the heel of my right foot about the size of a dollar. Now, that's a paper dollar and not a silver dollar, you understand. We dined on T-bone steaks, cooked over an open fire, carried in just for the occasion. In the early morning, my fisherman brother and friend got ready to go on up and over the ridge to a hidden lake reputed to hold some of Montana's golden trout. Due to my afore-mentioned blister, I decided to pass and lick my wounds, so to speak. So off they went on their adventure and thus began mine.

Bigfoot at Sunset

When they reached the very top of the ridge they turned and waved goodbye to me. I noticed that the trail they were on passed beyond some rocks that were almost exactly at the height of their cowboy hats. Then they disappeared down the other side of the mountain, leaving me sitting on a log staring into my coffee cup. But no more than a minute later, I glanced up to the trail where they had just disappeared and to my complete shock, I saw a creature standing there. In the exact same spot from which they had just disappeared! The thing is, the rocks, which were at cowboy hat height for my brother and pal hit this monster at about mid-chest, making the creature about 8 or even 9 feet tall. 

Now it needs to be noted that the reason for the blistered heel is the fact that the day before I had carried a heavy pack to the camp. I was camped next to the little lake at timberline with a bright red REI brand four-person mountain tent which the creature, from its vantage, could hardly have missed. The contents of the pack also included a pair of Zeiss 10 power binoculars, so I raised them. Anyone who has ever looked through a pair of Zeiss optics will attest that they bring things almost stunningly closer and into focus. So I grabbed the binoculars and glassed the creature only to make direct eye contact.

Bigfoot eyes

She was looking back at me.  

Yes, a she. Clearly a she, because she had breasts that any twenty-year-old boy could immediately recognize as furry, but clearly that of which I had so little direct knowledge as a young tenderfoot, save through a few collegiate fumblings and the pages of the odd National Geographic. These were of the National Geographic variety.

I jumped up from the log and waved my arms. Then, to my even greater surprise, she waved back.  

We stared at each other for probably the better part of three minutes. I notice how human she looked at first glance, though covered in brown fur except for the breasts and the face. I could not get my head around what I was looking at. She had a flattened nose and a slight brow ridge, and the top of her enormous head came to a slight point. I think Bigfoot scientists call that an occipital ridge.

And if I haven't made it sufficiently clear, I'll repeat that this was a big girl: I would guess her weight to be 600 to 700 pounds and she carried no fat. She was pure muscle. She could have torn me limb from limb, torn those limbs in half, and stacked them all in a pile. I'd like to think that she wouldn't have, but who knows?

After a moment longer, she decided she had been delayed long enough and started down the same trail the boys had just gone up: straight toward my camp.  

Hazy Sky Over Mountains

Fearless, and in the interest of science, I hurriedly put my boots on and hot-footed on up the path so as to cut her trail and get a closer look. However, after 44 years of thinking about what I saw, maybe foolhardy is a better word than fearless.  

But I never found her.

Footprint in snowIt was the third week in September, and it had snowed that night as it is wont to do in the Montana high country that time of year. The morning sun was already thinning the snow in the open areas. Drifts remained in the shade, but she was stealthy enough not to leave a track anywhere! 

Somehow she just disappeared, which is probably something that they must be pretty good at doing by now, with all the hikers and hunters and daytrippers getting closer and closer, more and more coming all the time.

Nor did I succeed in finding her tracks, even though I had seen her come down the mountain. I do, however, vividly remember a potent and earthy, even beastly smell on the trail. I think she must have been near, hiding.

Bigfoot

So I didn't know what to think of what had happened. Over the years, I have told the story to family members and hiking companions at the time, and I sometimes get the sense that listeners question the reality of the tale.   

But I know what I saw. And I know that somewhere out there, she still traverses those woods, hidden. Maybe every now and then someone gets a glimpse, but not many.

And I have to wonder, has 44 years done the same number on her as it's done on me? Has her fur gone silver? Have her breasts grown pendulous with age? Do her knees and back protest as she strolls through the woods?  

And does she remember a tiny figure sitting by a red tent, waving at her one September morning, long ago?

Forest Sunset

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billywilliamsj… (not verified) , Fri, 09/04/2020 - 15:27
I believe it..I have had some experience with them..I been known to spend months on the trail by myself..have even heard his howl several times..his way of telling me he knows I'm close..I've found his tracks within 50 ft of my camp..the night before I heard him walking and breathing..
Sue (not verified) , Sat, 09/05/2020 - 16:26
I believe they arerreal. In 1961 when I worked on a fishing camp in British Columbia we had a several licalindian ladies who shopped atourlittle. Store. One of the ladies made a pair of moccassinsfor me we got to visit quite often. And the subject of ssquatch came up. She had seen. One several. Timeless a child and I believed her.
Krayzrick (not verified) , Sat, 09/05/2020 - 17:20
I saw one once. I was rafting down the Sandy River. Troutdale, North East of Portland. Came around a curve in the river. There it was, standing on the shore. I looked at him, he looked at me. Gone in a flash into the trees. 1989
Moira Laurie (not verified) , Sun, 09/06/2020 - 14:25
I believe this story because I am an optimist, and I'd love it if there was still mystical creatures keeping safe from our encroaching society.
Valerie Mihelcich (not verified) , Mon, 09/07/2020 - 18:28
How I want to see them too! But I am from the Detroit area, Michigan. I would have to somehow travel to northern Michigan, &/or out of state, but I don't drive anymore...
Lindie Gibson … (not verified) , Thu, 09/10/2020 - 18:15
hi - I have a friend from Sikkim....a mountainous community in Tibet, and he said that the Big Foot are as common where he comes from - as Moose are in Montana.... He is a Christian missionary in his country and is telling the truth.... I have no idea where they are so illusive, but they are VERY real...!

Also - aren't you the father in law of my classmate Theresa Clemons....? :)

thankyou ~
John Jenson (not verified) , Sat, 01/02/2021 - 07:36
What else did yoy have in your coffee?
Sue (not verified) , Sun, 01/03/2021 - 21:06
I believe you. A friend saw one cross the road by Reed Point 30 years ago.
Ken (not verified) , Wed, 02/10/2021 - 21:51
I seen one in Texas on Dec 31st 2019. It was about 12:30 PM on a Saturday broad daylight about 30 yards away from me. They run silently through thick forest like nothing, but there was a couple of clearings and I got the side profie. They're about the same color as fallen pine needles about 7 ft and probably close to 400 lbs. They're quicker and faster than a dear and have some type of stick structure language. They definitely have have intelligence and have blinds set up along human trails watching.
Chaps (not verified) , Sun, 03/21/2021 - 17:02
I believe they are real
Suzan Abrahams (not verified) , Wed, 04/21/2021 - 14:45
I believe you
Betty Avila (not verified) , Mon, 04/26/2021 - 12:14
My husband and I wee hiking in the Mission mountains of Montana. We are avid outdoors people. We heard a scream that sounded almost manlike and animal. It is hard to describe, but the sound filled the entire valley. We stopped and discussed the sound then continued hiking and it happened again closer. We high tailed out of there and noticed some trees down that weren’t earlier. We believe it was a Sasquatch.
Bill olson (not verified) , Fri, 05/21/2021 - 21:35
Was up in hills doing assessment work on claim in August 2014.By avon montana my dogs nose went up then his tail.I smelled it, then my son smelled it.Nastiest smell ever coming from evergreens up strewn about 75 feet away and no wind.Was about 9:30 pm getting dark.Packed up spent night in Lincoln montana.Talked to old logger he said I smelled bigfoot.And he said that he saw them 2 times,The old logger said lots of times you don't see them but smell them.A SMELL YOU WILL NEVER EVER FORGET.
Polly Collins (not verified) , Thu, 07/22/2021 - 11:07
Based on the descriptions of the smell, I’m pretty sure I smelled one while hiking in the Sierra Nevadas above Lake Tahoe several years ago. I was on a popular and well-travelled trail, but it was evening and I was the only hiker out there. It was a God-awful smell, which in all my years of hiking, before and since, I have never smelled anywhere else. My brother found what is believed to be Sasquatch hair while packing in on horseback to hunt elk in a very remote area in Washington state.
Suez (not verified) , Thu, 07/22/2021 - 14:09
Intetesting, everyone!
Simone Wittmann (not verified) , Thu, 07/22/2021 - 14:34
I was living in New York state and had experiences very similar to yours. I guess it was because I lived there, I had 4 different ones. One was very close, and, was a few minutes long. We just looked at each other the whole time. He or she was not afraid and I wasn't either. Telling the few people that I did, only made me feel foolish, so I stopped.
Cheryl Pemberton (not verified) , Fri, 07/23/2021 - 12:23
Don't worry about negative people with closed minds; most people will believe you, especially those of us who have had encounters of our own!!!!
Joe Lombardo (not verified) , Fri, 07/23/2021 - 14:19
You're not foolish.
Bunneh (not verified) , Fri, 07/30/2021 - 23:15
that is so sweet <3 I'm quite sure they live longer lives than us based off stories I've heard. And I bet she would remember. May remember your smell too... although that may have changed a great deal in 44yrs. Could always go back up with a similar tent and see if she comes around. leave her a gift even.
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