[RKDinOKC]

Hey, Bigfoot is real. It was called gigantopithicus and is in lots of indian lore like the other animals like bears. etc. However, today it leaves no droppings, hair, or bones, dna, and somehow remains hidden. Think most consider it extinct like the pigmy ape/people they found on some island.

My older brother and two cousins are all the same age. They went camping/hunting/fishing a lot as preteens on one of the cousins large farm. They camped on the bank of one of the ponds. One night they were cooking frog legs on the camp fire and heard some kind of a weird growl. Across the pond they saw something moving in the trees and brush. It scared them so they grabbed there guns, 22 rifles and a 410 shot gun, and ran for the house.

The most direct route to the house they had to cross the pig pen. I was made of a railroad tie fence they had to scramble over. Just as they crossed the house side of the fence they heard something behind them, looked and saw something bigger than a man that was white, hairy, and looked kind of like and ape. It was on the other side of the pen next to a tree. They unloaded their guns at it, turned and ran into the house. My brother said in the time it took for the screen door swing open and shut all three were in the house.

Pissed my uncle off being awoken so he kicked them out of the house. The got into and slept hiding in the cab of uncles pickup truck.

The next morning they looked and the pig pen railroad tie fence was torn up where the had seen the creature and shot at it. And they were good shots. Remember sitting with one of the cousins under a few big trees while he shot locusts out of the tree with a bb gun, then his dog would grab them and bring them to him. Anyway they told my uncle. He got angry and took them to their camp in the truck. He was sure they had shot one of his cattle.

All the items in their camp was ripped to shreds. Their tent, sleeping bags, fishing poles ripped up. The sticks they were cooking frogs legs on looked like something bit the legs off stick and all. They had to drive around and count all the cattle making sure none had been shot. It was the last time my cousins went camping on that farm.

I've heard this story from each of the three cousins and my uncle. Heard it from them at different times over the years and the stories were the same.