The Strange Encounter With A Female Bigfoot Raising A Human Child In The Harrison River Valley

In southwestern British Columbia, about 130 km east of Vancouver, lies the Harrison River Valley. The rolling countryside is covered with dense and virtually unexplored forests that extend all the way to the snow-capped mountains on the Pacific coast. One peculiar case of a hunter named Charlie Victor who encountered a female Bigfoot also happened in the same area

Female Bigfoot Sighted By Charlie Victor In Harrison Hot Springs

Over the past century, countless yeti sightings have been reported near the local town of Harrison Hot Springs. There are so many of them that even the local reserve is named after the yeti – Sasquatch Provincial Park. 

The word Sasquatch (“hairy man”), many Indian tribes of the west coast of North America, call the yeti – a two-legged furry creature that lives in the forests. Sasquatch is considered a sacred animal that protects the forests and sometimes protects their tribes from enemies. 

Many tales of yeti encounters have come out of these places, but one of the most interesting was recorded by J.W. Burns, an Indian agent for the Canadian government. In 1929, Burns published an article on the Sasquatch in Maclean’s Magazine entitled “Introducing the Hairy Giants of British Columbia”. 

He wrote that these stories were shared by the Chehali Indians with whom he became friends. In many ways, it was this article that served to popularize the image of the Sasquatch in Canada, and then the Bigfoot in the USA.

One of Burns’ stories was about an Indian hunter named Charlie Victor. At the time of the meeting with Burns, he was already quite old, and this story happened 15 years before. According to Charlie, he does not like to remember this incident, because it was a tragedy from which he did not fully recover even in old age.

That day, Charlie Victor was hunting in the mountains with his dog when he came to a plateau where several large cedars grew. The dog was suddenly drawn to a certain tree. The dog stood under the tree and began to growl and bark at him. 

Charlie Victor noticed that there was a large oblong hollow in the trunk of the tree, about 1.6 meters above the ground. The dog scratched the trunk with its claws and jumped on it, trying to get to the hollow. Charlie lifted the dog in his arms and he easily jumped inside the hollow. 

The next moment, a muffled scream came from inside the tree. Charlie Victor thought it might be a bear and started giving the dog attack commands to force the bear out of the hollow. 

It worked, and after a few moments, a creature quickly crawled out of the hollow. Charlie Victor immediately fired at the supposed bear with a gun, but almost immediately realized his mistake. Because it was not a bear, but a human boy.

He looked about 12-14 years old and was not an Indian, but white, as far as it could be seen. The head was covered with a large shock of black, unkempt hair, and the boy’s whole body was dirty and without clothes. He looked, according to Charlie, like a “wild uncivilized man.”

Charlie Victor was shocked and dismayed. Did he kill a child? What the hell was this boy doing inside a tree trunk in the middle of the forest? Has he run away from home and settled in the forest? 

This was just the beginning. 

“Injured and bleeding, the poor fellow was sprawled on the ground, but when I came closer to inspect the extent of his injury, he let out a wild wail, or rather a call, as if he was calling for someone’s help. From behind the mountain from afar came a booming voice, which sounded closer and closer, and from time to time the boy answered it as if directing the owner of the voice where to go.

In less than half an hour, the strangest and wildest creature that could be seen appeared from the depths of the forest. I raised my rifle, not to shoot, but in case I had to defend myself. The hairy creature, for that, was what it was, walked toward me without the slightest fear.

It was a woman. Her face was almost black, like a black man, and her long straight hair fell to the waist. She was about six feet (180 cm) tall, but her chest and shoulders were well above average in width.”

Charlie Victor told Burns that in his adventurous life as a hunter he had encountered many wild Animals and more than once had even strangled a bear with his bare hands but never before had he seen anything as wild-looking as this woman. 

The sight of her sent chills down his spine. He was sure that if this wild woman touched him, she would crush every bone in his body. But the object of her attention was not the hunter, but the boy whom Charlie had wounded.

“She cast a quick glance at the boy and her face took on a demonic expression as she saw him bleeding. She turned fiercely towards me and in the language of the Douglases (local Indian community) said:” You shot my friend. “

I explained in the same language—because I’m part Douglas myself—that I mistook the boy for a bear and that I was sorry. She did not answer, but began to move, as if dancing, around the boy, chanting loudly in a loud voice for a minute or two, and, as if in answer to her, the same “troll singing” came from the distant forest. 

In her hand, she held what looked like a snake, about six feet long, but after thinking about it, I came to the conclusion that it was the intestines of some animal. But whatever it was, she kept hitting the ground with it. Then she lifted the boy up with one hairy hand as easily as if he were a wax doll.

There was a challenge in her black eyes and somber gaze as she turned to face me and spoke to me a second time, and the terrible words she uttered made me shudder. 

They still ring in my old ears like the echo of a thunderstorm. She pointed at me with a snake-like thing and said:

Charlie Victor told Burns that in his adventurous life as a hunter he had encountered many wild Animals and more than once had even strangled a bear with his bare hands but never before had he seen anything as wild-looking as this woman. 

The sight of her sent chills down his spine. He was sure that if this wild woman touched him, she would crush every bone in his body. But the object of her attention was not the hunter, but the boy whom Charlie Victor had wounded.

“She cast a quick glance at the boy and her face took on a demonic expression as she saw him bleeding. She turned fiercely towards me and in the language of the Douglases (local Indian community) said:” You shot my friend. “

I explained in the same language—because I’m part Douglas myself—that I mistook the boy for a bear and that I was sorry. She did not answer, but began to move, as if dancing, around the boy, chanting loudly in a loud voice for a minute or two, and, as if in answer to her, the same “troll singing” came from the distant forest. 

In her hand, she held what looked like a snake, about six feet long, but after thinking about it, I came to the conclusion that it was the intestines of some animal. But whatever it was, she kept hitting the ground with it. Then she lifted the boy up with one hairy hand as easily as if he were a wax doll.

There was a challenge in her black eyes and somber gaze as she turned to face me and spoke to me a second time, and the terrible words she uttered made me shudder. 

They still ring in my old ears like the echo of a thunderstorm. She pointed at me with a snake-like thing and said: “Sivash, you will never kill another bear again!”

Charlie Victor was so frightened by her words, her expression, and the wild, vindictive gleam in her dark, fiery eyes, that his rifle fell out of his hands. His brave dog, who never shied away from the pursuit of any bear or cougar in the wild, lay whining at his feet, as if the dog understood what she was saying.

Charlie confessed to Burns that he had not shot a bear or anyone else since that fateful day. And for the last 8 years, he was completely paralyzed and could not walk, and he believed that the wild woman who threatened him had something to do with this.

Charlie was quite certain that the injured boy was not of the same species as the wild woman, for he was definitely of white race and the wild woman called him friend, not son or tribesman. 

“They must have stolen it or picked it up somewhere,” he added. 

He further confessed to Burns: 

“I personally think that since she spoke the language of the Douglases, these creatures must be related to the Indians.” 

It’s a pretty incredible story and one that makes you wonder how true that might be. The Sasquatch raising a human child that they could have kidnapped or simply found lost in the woods is actually not as incredible as it might seem, because in reality lost children have been repeatedly picked up by wolves, dogs or monkeys.

The character Mowgli himself from Rudyard Kipling’s famous The Jungle Book was inspired by such a story. It is believed that the Indian Dina Sanichar, known at the end of the 19th century as the “wolf boy” , was the prototype of Mowgli .

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