Cherokee Man Shares Two Childhood Bigfoot Encounters in Oklahoma

There's something about a firsthand account that just hits different, and this one from the Sasquatch Theory channel delivers in a big way. A man named Randon Squirrel, who goes by Pyro, sits down to share two encounters from his childhood growing up in the Cherokee Nation in eastern Oklahoma, and honestly, the details are the kind that stick with you. The first story takes place when Pyro was just a kid riding bikes with his cousin and his aunt Donnie near the creek. They'd been out enjoying a summer evening, the kind where the dew is rolling in and the fog is settling over a freshly cut hay field. Everything was peaceful until something let out a scream, holler, and roar about 40 yards behind them. Pyro describes the sound as so powerful it literally made his vision go "fuzzy green" and felt like his whole body was vibrating, almost like being electrocuted or grabbed and shaken like a ragdoll. He compares it to a man starting up a storm siren that goes into a loud holler and then a roar, lasting somewhere between 10 and 20 seconds. The moment it stopped, he says it was like being released, and the next thing he remembers, the bikes were pointed back down the trail and they were racing the half mile back to the house. Everyone piled inside, terrified. His dad saw them freaking out and immediately started talking about getting medicine to handle whatever had happened, because in Cherokee tradition, there's no real separation between the spiritual world and the physical one. They're all right there together. The second encounter is even more striking. During a big family potluck dinner with the whole extended family present, somewhere between 20 and 30 people, a figure started walking down the dirt road toward the house under a full moon. At first they thought it was just another family member arriving late, but as it got closer, they realized whoever it was, it kept getting bigger and bigger. Every time it passed through the moonlight filtering through the trees, it stayed dark. Pyro says he was only about five or six years old at the time, but he remembers the women, all his aunts, running scared into his grandma's little house. His grandma, who had scoliosis and walked with a cane, went outside and started speaking to it in Cherokee, rebuking it and telling it to leave them alone. Pyro remembers the figure walking past a mailbox that was on a one-foot-high base, with the mailbox itself adding another three and a half feet. The thing hit the mailbox at its waist, putting it at somewhere around eight or nine feet tall. He says it looked just like the figure from the cover of the Boggy Creek film, the one walking through the swamp with long arms, long fingers, and bent over sideways. When he saw that image years later, it shocked him because it took him right back to that exact moment. Pyro believes what his family saw that night was a dark spirit with bad intentions, something sent to intimidate them. He mentions that there were people jealous of his family, who had some of the most beautiful spots on the creek and had been given choice land during the allotments. He brings up the deep history of Cherokee removal, the Trail of Tears, the Indian Removal Act signed by representatives to Congress, and how gold found in Georgia and the Carolinas was actually used to purchase the Louisiana Purchase. He talks about how the Cherokee who had money, land, and plantations in the east were able to move first and avoid the worst hardships, while those who came later suffered and died in much greater numbers. There's still healing happening from all of that, and he ties it into why someone might have used bad medicine against his family. What makes this video worth watching is the way Pyro ties everything together, the physical encounters, the Cherokee spiritual worldview, and the historical trauma that still echoes through the community. It's not just a couple of scary stories. It's a window into how a people who have lived on this land for thousands of years understand and interact with the unknown. The respect he has for the subject, and the way his grandmother handled that figure with nothing but her cane and her language, is something you don't hear every day. If you're into firsthand accounts from people with deep cultural ties to the land, this one is definitely worth your time.