BFRO #15141: Possible stalking and rock throwing in the Fraser Valley

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📝 Description

I am a 41 year old high school teacher, but I have had a passing interest in cryptozoology with a particular emphasis on Sasquatch and all his/her relatives. One story I can personally relate was an encounter I believe I had with "something" when I was 14 or 15. During the summer of 1981, I visited with family friends of ours who lived close to Miracle Valley at the end of Stave Lake / McConnell Creek area (a detox centre and retreat run by the Salvation Army). A small group of ours (myself, my brother, our friend "C" and his father and their Lab dog) set out to take the edge off the summer mid-morning & afternoon heat with a swim in the river down a gravel forestry access road. The road was about 6 km from the river and we alternated between getting a ride on our friend's dad's motorcycle and walking. "B" (my friend's dad) would ferry the 3 of us to the river. After an hour or two of swimming, we started the walk back. During this time, I started to get a funny feeling we were being watched or paced. C (my friend) and I were walking ahead and we would occassionaly hear snapping of branches or rustling of bushes as we walked along the road. C started to feel awkward too. We both thought it could be some local kids having fun or perhaps some deer or other wildlife that live in the area. We crossed a strip of logged out area where the hydro lines were strung (approx 60-80m across) which ran NE-SW along the area. We noticed that the snapping and rustling obviously stopped but the feeling of being watched never did. As we re-emerged into the forest with about 1/2 km left to the main paved street (Hartley Road), the activity paralleling us increased in frequency and strength. Thinking the local kids were continuing their little joke, we started yelling at the general area to come out and "Get lost, you jerks!" but nobody stepped out. C started to throw rocks at the general area of the bushes on the right-hand side of the road and my brother and myself joined in. What scared the hell out of us was that the rocks were answered with rocks being thrown BACK at us! The dog began to bark and growl (which Nobby rarely, if ever, did!) This coupled with a growling/grunting sound and an overwhelming urge to leave the area NOW ended the encounter. We ran out of the area as fast as we could and took refuge at the S.A. activity centre a few hundred metres up the road. C's dad came looking for us and asked us why we were here and we told him what had happened (except for the rock throwing). He didn't disbelieve us but he thought it was probably a bear.

🔍 Circumstances

Myself & 2 other witnesses (15 yrs old & 12 years old respectively)

🌤️ Weather Conditions

3pm. Clear. Broad daylight with liitle if any clouds visible. Hadn't rained for at least a week.

ℹ️ Additional Details

3pm. Clear. Broad daylight with liitle if any clouds visible. Hadn't rained for at least a week.

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