This post is a guest post by researcher Karl Sup and part of a series. The entire series can be found on the right hand side in the favorites posts (LINK).
Central Long Island, New York (City Withheld)
The forest remained as silent as an empty church. Small droplets of moisture dripped from the canopies of the trees onto the damp forest litter, creating a muted symphony of staccato. I started viewing the woods to the northeast and slowly rotated clockwise to the southeast then to the southwest. The ambient temperature and humidity after the rain greatly reduced the differential contrast of the thermal image. However, the dense brush to the southwest seemed to be warmer than the surrounding area.
I could tell that there was a tree behind the foliage, but along the edge of the tree it was much warmer. I continued focusing on this area intently. I used a technique with the thermal camera, rocking back and forth in an attempt to discern the shape or identify the heat signature. The edge of the tree was inexplicably warm. I once again focused from a stationary position. A few seconds later, the heat signature moved!
I was not more than 30 feet away from the heat signature. The distance was comprised of 10 feet of open pavement/dirt and 20 feet of brush. I wasn’t certain if it was a mouse at first, but it seemed much larger and along the edge of the tree. At the same time I was focused on the heat signature, I heard twigs snap on the ground beneath it and behind that tree. It was at that inopportune moment, the batteries drained on the thermal camera. I stood there in the dark, deciding what I should do next. My extra batteries were back in the hotel room.
I turned to walk back to the car, and the moment I turned my back a large disturbance in the brush clattered and forest litter crunched through the blackness; then all was quiet again. Assuming that whatever was behind the tree was now gone, I headed out to dinner and a stiff drink to calm my nerves. I’ve included the full videos for your review (at the end of this post).
I went back the next evening after work to survey that location closer. I took a photo from the location where my footprints still were still visible in a thin coating of mud on the pavement. Circled in red is the approximately location of the heat signature. It was seven feet off the ground.
On the ground a near the base of the tree was a 16-inch print in the forest litter and there was a well-worn path that led to the backside of the tree. The tree was about 42 inches in diameter. There were no hairs visible on the bark of the tree, but it was obvious that something had been behind that tree recently. I didn’t see any other prints in the vicinity, but the dense hard pack of the trail was about five feet from the print I did find. From that vantage point, any late night traffic on the road could easily be observed.
By the time I reached the car, darkness had enveloped the woods. When I got to the car, I took off my pack and got a fresh water bottle to quench my thirst. It was now total darkness.
At that moment, I heard what sounded like someone jogging up the driveway directly to my east. The driveway angled to the northwest before entering the road, and from my current position, a clear view was obscured by vegetation. I was certain a person was jogging up the drive, based on the noisy, human-like footfalls I could clearly hear tromping in my direction.
In the associated map below, I was standing in location 1 at this time and I estimate the ‘jogger’ was in location A when I first heard it. I quickly moved up to the entrance of the driveway to get a clear view of the intruder. Through the brush, I could not see a headlamp or flashlight bouncing as one would expect.
Just before I reached the driveway (location 2) I could hear a shuffle-shuffle-step and crashing into the brush as if from surprise and a quick redirection (location B), then all fell silent. The hair on the back of my neck stood up!
I stood my ground at the entrance to the driveway and scanned the woods. No heat signatures were obvious through the dense ground vegetation. I scanned up into the tree tops, but saw nothing anomalous either.
I spent a few minutes scanning the woods to the east until I heard what sounded like movement to the north (in retrospect I believe it was a stick that was thrown). I turned my attention to the north, and the moment I did, the ‘jogger’ ran from its hiding location to a new location south of the driveway (location C).
Hearing the movement in the dark but unsure of exactly where the sound stopped, I swung the camera back in that direction and slowly started to walk back down the road toward the car. I finally reached a spot about eight feet behind the car, but 12 feet east of it smack dab in the center of the road (location 3).
The instant I turned my head in that direction with the camera, the woods erupted with crashing and heavy footfalls moving southwest. I estimate that it stopped near or behind, what I’m calling, ‘The Sentinel Tree’ (location D). It covered that distance of 80 feet incredibly fast, through brush, in about 2 seconds. I also must have passed through the opening in the vegetation at the end of the road, however attempting to track the sound in the dark I didn’t get turned fast enough to capture it.
I was still turning toward the Sentinel Tree when I began to get woozy. It felt as if I was trapped in a bubble that was floating on water. I was dizzy and disoriented, and the feeling kept growing stronger. It felt like my knees were going to give way. My hair started to bristle.
I realized I was in the grip of an infrasound blast.
Infrasound is sound waves with frequencies below the lower limit of human audibility. It is a sound frequency that is lower than 20 Hz (hertz) or cycles per second; the "normal" limit of human hearing. Hearing becomes gradually less sensitive as frequency decreases, so for humans to perceive infrasound, the sound pressure or volume must be sufficiently high. At higher intensities it is possible to feel infrasound vibrations in various parts of the body.
Natural occurrences of infrasound include meteors, storms, wind, earthquakes, avalanches as well as animals that use it to communicate over long distances, such as elephants. A tiger’s roar and purr contain infrasound, and scientists believe that homing pigeons use infrasound for navigation. Octopus, squid, cod and cuttlefish can actually hear infrasound. Helicopters, cars, planes and trains can also generate infrasound. In the case of Sasquatch, it is believed that they can generate infrasound to stun or disorient prey such as deer or elk.
The first time I was hit with infrasound during a BFRO expedition (see my Sighting #3 report), I was disoriented and had partial amnesia.
Later, I had the privilege of assisting M.K. Davis clean up and enhance audio from VHS tapes he had been studying and discovered the presence of infrasound within those recordings. In studying these and other recordings of reported infrasound events, it appears that the frequency used by Sasquatch fall in a range between 17 and 19Hz. When I edited these samples and added +10Hz to the recordings so I could hear them, it oddly sounded like the rhythmic thrum of a didgeridoo. Unfortunately for this encounter, I didn’t have an audio recorder with me.
With my knees wobbling and my head spinning, I managed to shout out in my deep, but now wavering voice, ‘Enoch!’ followed quickly by ‘Friend!’ Almost immediately the symptoms began to subside, as the intensity was no longer increasing. I still felt like I could crumple on the pavement. Oddly enough, just as the infrasound was affecting me, my thermal camera stopped recording. I don’t recall turning it off during the event. I will chalk that up to an odd coincidence.
I walked in stunned silence over to the car and got in. I locked the doors and sat there for about five minutes until my head cleared. I waved toward the area of the Sentinel Tree and swung a U-turn.
I made another U-turn and watched intently along the roadside. What I found was an opossum dragging road kill from the narrow 2-lane road (see video at bottom of the this post). After taking its picture, I decided to drive to a nearby restaurant to get some take out and a beer. It took several hours and a nice, hot shower before I truly started feeling normal again from the infrasound blast.
It was about the size of a large dog, like a mastiff, and with dark hair. It was moving extremely fast on all fours from point A to B (see diagram). My field of vision only allowed me to witness it for less than half of its estimated run. Almost as quickly as it covered that distance, it abruptly stopped (location B) and the woods fell into silence again. Location B was denser vegetation, and any attempts for me to see anything from the trail in the fading dusk was in vain.
I know what it wasn’t: It wasn’t a person in dark clothes. It wasn’t a deer bounding. It wasn’t a bear. And it wasn’t a dog, unless dogs understand the concept of hiding and deep cover. What I do believe it was, based on the fresh track way and this sighting was a juvenile Sasquatch as its movement was fluid and linear, and incredibly fast. I did try to see through the vegetation with the thermal camera, but the density of the foliage was simply too thick. Unfortunately for this event, I didn’t get a good enough look at it to consider it a Class A daytime sighting.
With my body still pumping adrenaline, I raised my hand and breathlessly said ‘Friend’, then started hiking out of the woods. Darkness was now gripping the forest, and before I was half way back to the car I had to resort to using my thermal camera to site down the trail.
Up ahead it looked like there were 2 more vehicles parked at the dead end of the road. Within 200 feet of the car, I could see two upright heat signatures off to the left of the trail. They were people holding their arms in the air with cell phones in hand and walking around. As I got closer I could see their faces lit up with light from their phones.
I stopped on the trail and said, ‘Pokémon Go?’ I startled them, and they stammered for a few moments then said, ‘No, I’m texting a friend that was meeting me here’. I chuckled, knowing that I rarely text someone by swing my phone around at arm’s length.
I almost paused a moment to tell them, ‘If you really want to see something, there’s a juvenile Bigfoot down then trail!’ At least, they were getting some exercise and out into nature even if they were still connected to their electronic leashes.
Karl Sup is a software architect, developer and analyst, and an avid Bigfoot researcher working in the mountains of Arizona for many years. During this research and in other states including New York, Connecticut, Rhode Island, Maryland, Illinois, Iowa, Missouri, Georgia and Wisconsin, he has been fortunate enough to interact with and view multiple subjects over the years. Karl also has had decades of audio analysis and editing experience, and assisted in helping M.K. Davis clean up and enhance audio from VHS tapes he had been studying and discovered the presence of infrasound within those recordings.
**Another installment, Long Island Bigfoot Report #10 next Monday!**
Exciting story. Well written. I felt like I was right there with you.ReplyDelete