Mrynam
Date: June, 21/ 2005
Occurrence: We were
out ona hot day on the North Saskatchewan river in the last days of school, my
boyfriend is a schoolteacher and he came home stressed and wanted to get me out
of the house and planned to go for picnic at our favorite get away on the bank
of the river, a secluded area, so he could mark exams. Well we got there and as
I walked to the side of the river it had risen very high, Adrian said be very
careful the river is dangerous and fast today, I noticed a splash of water and
thought nothing of it but the water was over the banks the day before and it had
covered mud over some of the flat rock that was picked weeks before with a
smelly clay, very slippery, well we decided to leave the area because of the
misquitos attacking us, we loaded our rocks and decided to go across to the
lower bank where we could eat in the sun and get out from the heavily wooded
area, as we were about to cross the bridge we watched a harley blast by and we
slowly drove across the bridge looking at the beauty of the river we drove over
to the side road and watched a two-three old black cub eating garbage or
something and it ran off, we both said we'll have to watch for the mother if it
is still around, while we are eating. We parked the van and drove in reverse to
park near the bank, opened the hatch and starting bringing out our chairs and
picnic basket, I decided to wash my smelly hands, again Adrian told me be
careful it's slippery, no sooner than that said I fell in soaking wet and full
of mudd, i yelled and he pulled me out thank god for long hair and and a extra
tshirt I brought along, I would of been in great danger if I was alone for a few
seconds, within minutes of this I got out of the water, changed my tshirt, put
on my soaked runners and readjusted my hat I ate nervously and I kept thinking
about the mother bear. Adrian laughed at me and said well we leave real soon
I'll mark the exams at home. With that said I was going to grab a lotion of
"OFF", or sunscreen. I was on the drivers side of the door,facing the bridge, I
noticed on the far side of the other side of the river a huge brown figure in
the water, walking about 6-8 feet from the bank walking with it's chest sticking
out of the water, not making any noise, no splashing just walking with the
current, it walked for about 50 feet and started going towards the middle, you
could see it very clearly, Adrian was sitting in his chair I said to him come
here and I pointed out to the river look between the pillars see that, I said
it's not a bear, it's not a moose, that's f****ing sasquatch, just then we
watched it approach the middle of the river it walked up to the pillars it
sighted us or our red van, what scared us both it's speed and it's agressiveness
in the water, it was almost like it was in fast forward motion, we were both in
awe and tried to really focus on what it was going to do, it stopped- it's under
the bridge, it seen us now what, just then it peered it's head out from the
pillar, we both stood back and we were very afraid it was looking at us, there
was on coming traffic on the bridge, a rancher pulling a horse trailer, and a
semi drove by, you could see if did not know what to do it, suddenly it walked
straight across a pillars length width of the river would be a football field
-The pillars have to be 100-150 feet apart, this figure walked across in the
direction to the next pillar, more traffic, so it decided to back the direction
it came from, we were straining our eyes we thought it would hide or been out of
sight, I could not even blink, Adrian said Bonnie it's going to get out of the
water, it approached a bank it was a little taller than the bank when it stood
there, a passer by slammed on it's brakes and drove in reverse the figure
happened to just look straight up at the bridge and then it looked right back at
us, and in one leap it, one motion it was out of the water and into the trees in
seconds, we thought the people in the truck would come and talk to us at the
bank, but we are not sure if they even seen us there....
Witness: “Bonnie”.
*This was submitted to the WCSRO website on 07/17/ 2005.
WCSRO, 2005.