| ID | #1674726904 |
| Added | Thu, 26/01/2023 |
| Author | July N. |
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| Phenomena | |
| Status | Fact
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Cryptozoologist Scott White from the International Society of Bigfoot talked to an elderly woman named Rita Swift, who told him a story told by her grandfather.
Her grandfather's name was George Hoon, and at the end of the 19th century he worked as an engineer on a train plying along the US-Canadian border.
One night, when they were driving through a forest somewhere in the wilderness, their train came across something on the rails, and it was something so big that it damaged the cow catcher - a device made of metal rods attached to the front of the train. train.
Below is her story:
"My name is Rita Swift. I live in Orange Co. California. In 1945, my grandfather George Hung told me a story about how his train crashed into a large monkey and bent the cow catcher on his train.
It was in the 1880s, and he was a train driver plying along the borders of the USA and Canada. It was night, and suddenly their train crashed into something, and they stopped the train because the cowman was dragging on the rails.
At first they thought it was an elk, but when everyone got out with their lanterns, they found this huge smelly monkey hanging in a trap. They only had lanterns for lighting, and they were in the woods, practically in the wilderness.
It took a large part of the team to lift it and load it into an open platform. They noticed that he was built differently than a gorilla monkey, and smelled so bad that the team smelled on them.
They left it on the platform because it took at least 2 hours to straighten the cow catcher. It's good that my great-grandfather was also a blacksmith. They were at least 2 hours away from the next water tower and some kind of station.
The assistant noticed the Indians sneaking in the woods, but thought they had disappeared. When they were ready to sail, the crew checked the smelly passenger, but he was not there.
They were looking for tracks and decided that the Indians had dragged him into the woods and across the stream. They found traces and pieces of hair and, of course, the smell. They washed up in the stream and were glad to get rid of it. The smell remained even in the platform car.
My great-grandfather took the pieces of hair back and gave them to a doctor he knew in Michigan. They all decided that the creature had escaped from a circus or sideshow. Great-grandfather thought he was 8 feet tall and weighed at least 500 pounds.
It took six people to take it off the rails. When my daughter was a student at California State University at Fullerton in 1986, I met a professor of anthropology. The reason I was there was because I donated Indonesian fighting swords to her department.
They were very old and belonged to my husband. I just didn't feel comfortable anymore when they were at my house. I noticed in her office that she has information about the Big Foot hanging on the walls. I told her the story and she believed it was documented.
My grandfather said that the monkey had a different face than what he remembered about the gorilla. He said that the teeth were like people's, but very wide and large. The body hair was thick dark brown, with light tips, and the eyes were large and dark. He said they agreed it was a man because of his genitals.
Grandfather continued to work as a railroad engineer on the Colorado-Wyoming line until he retired in 1925. He fought off the criminals with his six-shooter from the cockpit. I have a photo of my Grandfather and his crew staying in Eads, Colorado, with a large cannon hole in the side of the engine.
It was in 1898 when some robbers on horseback pulled out an old Confederate cannon along the tracks and fired into the engine. The crew drove them away, but left the train damaged. They were heading to Durango with bank money from Denver.
Grandpa would never tell stories that weren't true. He was a devout Methodist and prayed so loudly every night that the whole house could hear him.
He was originally Amish in Mercer, Pennsylvania, but left to fight for the Union during the Civil War. His father did not accept his decision, and he never returned to Mercer Co. He was born in 1845 and died in 1947 in Claremont, California."
Original news
Cryptozoologist Scott White of the International Bigfoot Society spoke to an elderly woman named Rita Swift, who told him a story told by her grandfather.
Her grandfather’s name was George Huhn, and in the late 19th century he worked as an engineer on a train that ran along the US-Canada border.
One night, while they were passing through a forest somewhere in the middle of nowhere, their train hit something on the tracks and it was something so large that it damaged the cowcatcher – a device made of metal rods that was attached to the front of the train.
Below is her story:
“My name is Rita Swift. I live in Orange Co. California. In 1945, my grandfather George Huhn told me a story about the time his train hit a large Ape creature and bent the cow catcher on his train.
“This was in the 1880’s and he was an engineer on a train that ran along the borders of the US and Canada. It was night, and all of a sudden their train hit something and they stopped the train, because the cowcatcher was dragging on the tracks.
At first they thought it was a moose, but when they all got out with their lanterns, they discovered this huge smelly Ape, hung up in the catcher. They had only lanterns for light, and they were in the forest, basically in the middle of nowhere.
“It took most of the crew to pick it up and lift it into an open flat car. They noticed it was structured differently from a Gorilla of Ape, and smelled so bad, the crew got the smell on them.
“They left it on the flat car, because it took at least 2 hours to straighten out the cow catcher. Good thing my great grandfather was also a blacksmith. They were at least 2 hours from the next water tower and station of sorts.
“The break man noticed Indians sneaking around in the forest, but thought they had disappeared. When they were ready to go, the crew checked on their smelly passenger, but he was gone.
“They looked for tracks and decided the Indians had dragged it away into the forest and across a stream. They found the tracks and pieces of hair and of course the smell. They washed up in the stream and were glad to get rid of it. The smell had even remained in the flat car.
“My great grandfather took pieces of the hair back, and gave it to a doctor he knew in Michigan. They had all decided the creature had escaped from a circus or sideshow. Great grandfather thought it was 8 feet tall and weighed at least 500 lbs.
“It took six men to carry it off the tracks. When my daughter was a student at California State University at Fullerton in 1986, I met a Professor of Anthropology. The reason I was there, was I donated Indonesian Fighting Swords to her dept.
“They were very old and had belonged to my husband. I just didn’t feel comfortable having them in my home anymore. I noticed in her office she had information on the walls about Big Foot. I told her the story and she believed it was documented.
“My grandfather said the Ape had a different face than what he remembered of a Gorilla. He said the teeth were like humans, but extremely wide and large. The body hair was thick dark brown, with light tipping and the eyes were large and dark. He said they agreed it was a male because of it’s genitalia.
“Grandfather continued as a railroad engineer on the Colorado Wyoming line until he retired in 1925. He fought off outlaws with his six shooter from the cab. I have a photo of Grandfather with the crew, stopped in Eads, Colorado, with a large cannon hole in the side of the engine.
“This was in 1898, when some outlaws on horses pulled up an old Confederate cannon along the tracks, and fired at the engine. The crew chased them away, but left the train damaged. They were on their way to Durango carrying bank money from Denver.
“Grandfather would never tell stories that were not true. He was a devout Methodist, and said his prayers so loud every night, the whole house could hear him.
“He had originally come from Amish in Mercer, Co., Pa., but left to fight for the Union in the Civil War. His father did not accept his decision, and he never returned to Mercer Co. He was born in 1845 and died in 1947, in Claremont California.”
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