Showing posts with label Stilwell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stilwell. Show all posts

Monday, October 8, 2012

Stilwell Bigfoot Symposium: Bigfoot Throws Grass Balls

These are not the grass balls your looking for
The above picture is what we had in mind when we heard of the grass balls being thrown at the MABRC   investigation team back in June 2009. Although not what we had in mind, the actual grass balls are even more fascinating, they appear to be quickly twisted blades of grass (see image below), which would seem like unlikely projectiles, unless you had the throwing arm of a Sasquatch.

Last Saturday, October 6, 2012, grass balls like the ones pictured above were showcased at the Stilwell Symposium hosted by Mid-American Bigfoot Research Center led by D.W. Lee. Thanks to Abe Del Rio, founder and director of the Minnesota Big Foot Research Team, who brought the grass balls to our attention. He spoke at the symposium and also has a great Blog Talk Radio show.

Grass balls are new to us, but not outside the dexterity required by other speculated Sasquatch behavior like wrapping dead mice in grass or braiding horse hair. In fact, these grass balls seem pretty quick and easy to create. What we also like about the report (excerpt below) is there was also a sighting D.W. himself, a seasoned field investigator not prone to mis-identification.

Below with DW's permission we have an excerpt of the grass ball report originally posted at the MABRC Forums
We set up our chairs with everyone facing down slope, with me occasionally looking up towards the top of the slope. As darkness fell, I put a small battery powered lantern on top of the blazer, hoping to attract attention.

About a hour after complete darkness, the landowner's son was sitting on the 4 wheeler when something hit him in the back, and we assumed that it was a bug flew into him. Then the landowner's wife was struck in the stomach with something, and thought it was a bug. This all began about 10 PM. About 5 minutes later, something struck her foot, and she was sitting furthest away from everyone. Her son took a flashlight and was looking for a rock when he found a bundle of grass that had been wrapped up with other pieces of grass, and made into basically a ball. Moments later, another object struck her, and this time it happened when a light was shining on her and the object was seen falling to the ground, it was the same type of bundled grass that had been found earlier.

I took the objects that we found and took a picture of them, I then took my night scope and began looking the surrounding area over, to our southwest in the far corner of the field, I spotted a large bi-pedal animal coming up towards us, when I painted him with the IR light on night scope, it ducked down into the vegetation. I handed the night scope to Cherokee Rose and she observed for about 5 minutes on that location and it never got back up. I would estimate it was about 7 feet tall, as a good portion of it was viewable over the height of the vegetation. It was also light color, either light brown or even possibly greyish. It is a possibility that it's the light brown one that was seen last week by the landowner's wife.

We had done a controlled wood knock at 9:30 PM, and after the creature was seen in the corner of the field, we began hearing single wood knocks at approx. 1 minute intervals traveling in the woodline to our west near the gate to the field. The distance was approximated at about 100 feet between knocks traveling to the north.

By 11:00 PM, the "balls" of grass being thrown and started slowing down, and I decided it was time for a face to face to occur with the thrower, so I picked up my small flashlight and walked out to where we thought the creatures would be laying, throwing the grass at us. I traveled about 75 feet out into the brush, and discovered trails were something had been crawling through (Will be going back out there today to take pictures of these trails.) and even where they had been possibly pulling the grass up.

While I was out there hoping to surprise one into standing up. A grass "ball" was thrown from the opposite side of where we were sitting, hitting the landowner's son in the back. With this, we got spotlights out and began going through the field trying to jump anything, as we felt there were several creatures in the field with us now. No sooner than we returned to our sitting area, one last "ball" came sailing in. After that, things calmed down and the landowners expressed a desire to leave since they had to get up early the next morning to go on a trip. 
Please read our terms of use policy.