BFRO #67313: Fisherman and his mom have a close encounter 4 miles west of Linden

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My name is Rooster, obviously my nickname. I am currently on Active Duty Army for 20+ years now. I have been contemplating for the last several years on whether I should write to you all or not. I started watching your show by sheer coincidence around 2016 or so. Your show was the 1st time I heard of Bigfoot actually being discussed widely. It is something I never grew up hearing or talking about.I saw a couple of y'alls episodes where y�all did expeditions in East Texas. I grew up in North East Texas in a town called Linden, not far from an area you all visited in Tyler. So that is what made me think, well maybe you should write, and tell them your story. I just think you all need to go to this town and have a town hall like you do on the show and ask people there, what�s going on. I do not know if you will find anyone that has stories, but if I saw something, I am sure someone else who has been in this area for years, has to have seen or heard things.My story happened in 2000, about 20 years ago. It was me, my mom, and my father out fishing in a small wash on the side of the road. So I was living here in Oklahoma and talking to my mom. She said they found a new fishing hole off the side of the road, where they had been catching a lot of fish. I know the area, so I was pessimistic. I drove down one weekend to visit; go check out this fishing hole, and low and behold, there was good fishing there. So, I go down and fish with my mom and dad, in the wash several more times. This one particular time is when the sighting happened. We were all fishing this wash for several hours and the sun started to set. It was just getting dusk when me and my mom, now on the opposite side of the road from my dad, began to hear footsteps in the water. THIS HOW THE CONVERSATION GOES:MOM: Do you hear that?ME: YesMOM: What is that?ME: Must be a deer.MOM: No, it sounds like its walking.ME: Yes, a deer walking through the water, you can hear its steps.MOM: No, it sounds like it's walking on two feet, cause a deer has four legs and you�ll be able to hear them.ME: I don�t know, sounds like a deer to me.MOM: Listen closely; whatever it is is walking on two legs coming this way.So, at this point, I am unsure of what I am hearing now. I am now leaning towards hearing the footsteps of a person and not a deer. We listen for several more minutes as whatever this was was getting closer and more distinct. As we look up the wash is when we see this thing casually walking down the wash. At this point, I am convinced now it is a person.MOM: Look at that thing. What is that?ME: Got to be a hunter.MOM: Walking in the river?ME: Well, might be someone around here trying to scare us because they don�t want us fishing here.So the entire time we are having this discussion, this thing is still walking towards us. As it is in front of us head-on, you can see it is massive. I am still thinking that it is a guy in a Gilley hunting suit. Then I immediately think to myself, well how deep is this water here? How soft is the bottom, it's like a marsh, because this thing, this guy is walking smoothly enough to throw water effortlessly. Again, It was dusk at this point, this thing was literally 20 ft, in front of us in the wide open. Since it was dusk, just past sunset, where you still have that moment of visibility, you can see how big it was. There was a piece of fencing there and some stumps in its way, so it turned to our left and walked up the hill. At this point we yelled to our dad, "Let's get the hell out of here." He was confused at what we were screaming about, so we chucked everything in the car and left. I do not remember talking about it much besides what the hell was that. After we got home I never talked to my mom or dad about it. I end up coming back to Oklahoma after the weekend was over. None of us ever talked about it again after that moment. Not sure why to me it was like a distant memory that quickly. I was unsure of what the hell just happened anyway, so I never thought about looking into it any further. I believe people are seeing what they claim, but it is so incomprehensible at the moment you are witnessing it, that your brain is not comprehending, that�s what I felt like. For me, it was like my brain was stuck in the middle of understanding what I am seeing and not understanding.My mom passed away the next year in 2001. I never got to ask her what her thoughts were about that day. Not until I started seeing y'alls show that I was able to think well hmm, maybe this what it was. I still struggle with understanding what I saw because your show actually makes me doubt myself. My story does not seem to fit into what Matt, Cliff, and Bobo say is what seems to be normal Bigfoot behavior to me.I doubt myself because:I never smelled a foul odor. It never made a noise; like it didn�t see us standing right in front of it. If it saw us, it did not run, it did not hide.So, it was not until 19 years later after watching y'alls show did I decide to g

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2, mom died months after

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Dusk, right after sunset

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Dusk, right after sunset

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