Eyewitness Account: The Bigfoot Encounter

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Noel Joshua Hadley

Prepping for an epic Green Pond Trail mountain bike shred at Snow Basin, I began pumping up all the tires. Little brother, big daddy, and I were the crew. Green Pond Trail begins uphill entering a thick forest, eventually leading into open fields with scenic views, crescendoing into a heart-pumping, leg-blasting rocky climb to the top. Looking at the flat squiggly-line detailing a 3 mile assent on the trail map did not reflect the real-life aggressiveness of the climb. Thankfully, the fun and encouraging vibe empowered me.

Summiting the mountain-top at the peak of the afternoon heat, we were all very tired, but it was time for the reward of bombing down-hill. Flying down, hitting turns, rolling over rocks, combined with the smells of the dust, leaves, hot air and sage bushes; it was exhilarating!

Thriller describes what happens next. Finishing with a quarter mile remaining, we hit the last switchback with the finish in site. Suddenly, a large, tall, wide, dark, hairy figure was standing right next to the trail! My heart sunk like an anchor to the sea floor, filling my soul with darkness. I yelled. I screamed. I gripped my handle bars tight. I pedaled as fast as I could. Eyes forward and moving quickly away thinking “don’t look back!” and “what was that?” Arriving to the parking lot, reuniting with my brother and dad was the most fabulous feeling ever.

Collecting our thoughts as we racked the bikes, the adrenaline filled conversation matched our wide-eyed expressions. Driving home felt abnormally long as an eerie silence blanketed us. The feeling of safety immediately came upon us arriving home. Story-time with mom and sister added wonderment to our adventure. As the conversation continued, we began recalling recent news reports we’d read of two hikers vanishing without a trace in the Wasatch mountain trails in our valley. What was it that we had encountered?

The following week, a 29 year old woman vanished on the same mountain trails. Responding, the valley rallied together searching with cadaver dogs, drones and lots and lots of volunteers who scoured the mountain side in search of the missing woman. Our family joined in the search, coincidentally taking place during the Feast of New Oil. Searching was different for us in that we were not approaching it only in the physical realm, but ready to do battle against the spiritual enemy that we had encountered earlier on the mountain and that we were pretty sure had a part in all of these mysterious disappearances. We hiked, we prayed, we anointed the ground with oil. Two nights previously , my mom had a dream in which she saw the woman screaming from underneath the earth; because of this as well as my experience on the bike trail, our search had intensity of purpose. Reaching the top of the mountain, looking at the mid-day sun, hoping for a breakthrough in our search but finding nothing we began our descent. As we walked we came upon a young family on the trail. Asking them if they had heard of the missing woman, the Dad replied, “Yes, she is my sister. We have been coming to the mountain every day since her disappearance, calling out her name and hoping for her reply. She is one of many who have vanished without a trace in this valley.” The rest of the hike down was solemn.

In the next weeks we researched this issue further. New to the valley and to this phenomenon, we discovered this was not a unique event. These disappearances have been happening since the founding of the valley ( whose nickname is H.E.L.). Thinking back to our encounter on the bike trail we realized that the Spirit that lives in us caused that darkness to flee. Yahweh’s light set a hedge around us that did not allow the enemy to cross. We do not fear the evil of the mountain darkness, we vanquish it!

John 1:4-5. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overpowered it.

 

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About the Author

 

13 year-old Evan Grizzly resides mountain-side in Northern Utah, 6,000 ft high—a life which lends to routine adventuring. Exploring the Mountain range thru trail running, mountain biking, and alpine skiing offers abundant physical fitness, all the while filling the soul with life. Tickling the ivories of his fourth-generation piano to the classics always gets his creative juices flowing. Escapades with local Moose, Elk, Deer, Mountain Lions, Coyotes, Rattle Snakes, and even Bigfoot are frequent and ever so unique in interaction. Following Yahweh’s ways, operating boldly…peculiarly, and head-swiveling to the Adversary’s deceptions with his Dad, Mom, younger brother and sister is their usual.

 

IN the summer of 2019, I was seated in the wine cellar of a walled Medieval town high above the Dordogne Valley of France, not far from Sarlat-la-Canéda, making phone calls, writing reports. I have given this story in other places and it appears as though you’re about to hear it again. Rob Skiba is a name you that you might be familiar with. Though he had made a name for himself as a Nephilim researcher, more recently Rob had taken a dive into the deep end of the pool via flat earth research. The recorded interviews I conducted between he and Rick Hummer, a fellow flat earth investigator and close friend of his, was published while still occupying that very wine cellar. Read all about it. Chicago Is Not a Mirage.

Word quickly spread. Within a few short weeks, dozens of flat earth researchers began accepting my invite for a private interview, if not a series of interviews. From a 17th-century tower built by King Louis XIV, and with a stunning view of the Alps, I sat down with Robbie Davidson, founder of the Flat Earth International Conferences, conducting multiple sessions. While staying in Dumfries, Scotland, David Weiss agreed to take part in the interviews, as did Bob Knodel of Globebusters. There were others. But when I asked the interviewees to discuss the moments that shaped their lives, among the many PSYOPs, false flag attacks, and hoaxes that were discussed, only these men committed commentary to the false 9/11 narrative.

The resulting recordings ballooned into The Unexpected Cosmology, a book which became a website and was even intended as an anthology. And of course, the following discourse was originally a chapter. It was Walt Disney who stated, “Disneyland will never be completed. It will continue to grow as long as there is imagination left in the world.” Those sentiments remain applicable here as well. American Sensationalism: The 9/11 Interviews was always intended to be expanded upon with the inclusion of new researchers. So I’m sorry to say the project became stagnant during the Covid-19 psychodrama. I took a break to tackle other projects. We lost Rob Skiba. Rob offered hours of private conversation regarding his life but we never got around to the big one. 9/11. It was in the cards. Sadly, Bob Knodel died soon afterwards. Voices are being squeezed from an entire generation. Gnosis passes with them.

In the aftermath, the FE community became fractured. People began going their separate ways. Robbie Davidson, among a noted few others who were interviewed for the project, got up and left the movement altogether. It is not my intent to erase his or the contributions of others if only brief. They came, they went, their testimonies remain.

The original vision may have hit roadblocks but it is not forgotten. I expanded this paper a few years later to include testimony from author Pauly Hart, a dear friend of mine. I had wanted to continue that trend every year thereafter but you know how it goes. For the 25th anniversary of the attack I have redirected my efforts to its first large scale expansion, including Andrew Hoy and Darrin Geisinger into the mix. Perhaps others will lend their experiences to the recorder in time.

The following is their report.

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