The following is the result of a collaboration between D.G. & myself concerning an event he experienced at one of our current locations of interest.
Being his system (ISP) is down for several days I have taken the liberty of posting the synopsis of his evening's experiences:
Summer of 2003 Encounter
I was taking some spoiled horse feed down to an area we’d been working for almost two years. “Cutter” my Aussie shepherd dog was in the cab with me. It was the same location where I’d previously (2 weeks earlier) dumped a hog carcass. T.G. had driven in there the week before ~30 minutes before I arrived and ran into a wall of stench ~30 yards from where I had the FTF encounter about to be described.
Anyway, as I drove in (1 ton Ford Super duty 4WD flatbed) to the location proceeding along the edge and then through the midsection of an uncut Milo field at the turn I drove upon a BF* walking down the lane straight at me. I stopped ~20 yards short of it. It was ~6 feet in height (apparent juvenile) with ~1 inch length of very dark hair with a tinge of reddish in the ends from the glow of the evening sun. It had a round head, flat nose, large eyes and facial skin appearance of mahogany wood. It appeared to be as surprised as I was from its facial expression. After a few seconds of mutual shock/surprise it turned and dove into the ~waist high Milo and proceeded north in quad (all fours) fashion at a rapid clip.
I drove on up to the high point in the middle of the field and off loaded the feed in a small patch of trees. I sat in the truck and called T.G. to convey the event while it was still fresh in my mind. While we were talking Cutter began to stir anxiously as several howls/hoots began to emanate from the nearby creek bottom and I suddenly noticed deer running through the Milo in a desperate fashion on both sides of the truck. I mentioned this to T.G. whereupon he immediately told me I had stumbled right smack into the middle of a BF “hunt” and to get the heck out of there.
I fired the truck up and drove out of the bottom up on to the hilltop turning around and pulling just over itÂ’s crest facing back toward the bottom and turned the diesel off in order to listen for any activity below. T.G. phoned me back about that time to make sure IÂ’d made it out OK and while we were talking the truck suddenly lurched forward slightly with the floor shifter bumping around as it was in gear. I put the clutch in hit the key and drove down off the hill back into the bottom stopping in the first Milo field which was adjacent (across a small slough) to the original one. Again, I turned the truck off to listen and about that time W.W. called (heÂ’d been alerted by T.G.) and we were discussing what had happened. The phone reception was poor and our call was cut short due to static. Then, Cutter began to growl and swivel his head in all directions as deer were running through the field like a bunch of scattered rabbits. Hoots and howls also began on three sides of my location. Again, I fired the rig up and drove out stopping this time over the crest of the hill where the blacktop started.
I then called T.G. back and we were talking when Cutter alerted my gaze to ~30 yards to the front of the truck. It was a crescent moon phase but there was enough ambient light to observe “something” (on all fours) glide across the roadway in a left to right direction. It was the size of a heifer cow and when I conveyed this to T.G., we decided it was time to vacate the area, as this must have been the alpha male. We later met a few miles away and proceeded back into the area but all activity had ceased by then. This area continues to pique our interest.
In retrospect, it appears that I drove right into the middle of a deer drive/hunt and incurred the ire of the “hunters” in the process. I will never forget that evening for as long as God grants me time on this planet.
* The term applied to a currently unidentifed (via modern forensic means) entity.
