North Carolina Farm Reveals Decade of Bigfoot Sightings

Posted Friday, September 25, 2026

By Squatchable.com staff

A North Carolina farm, a decade of strange encounters, and a shotgun blast into the dark — that's the setup for one of the most compelling BFRO case files to surface in recent memory. Report 67582, a Class B entry from Polk County near Lake Adger, covers three separate incidents spanning years on a single piece of property, and the details are the kind that stick with you long after you hear them. What makes this one stand out from the usual database entries is the physical evidence. After a big storm rolled through in October 2011, the witness discovered footprints leading away from his outdoor fire pit. Something had stepped into the wet ash, then stopped to scrape its feet off on the surrounding rocks before heading across the yard in long, straight strides. Now, wet ash is one of the best natural recording mediums you can stumble across — it sticks, it marks, and it carries. The witness photographed the prints, and when a BFRO investigator visited the property years later, he judged those photographs as genuine. The stride measurement? Over 48 inches apart. That's a 4-foot stride, and for anyone familiar with Sasquatch track reports, that's a number that tends to repeat in cases that have nothing to do with each other. The second incident is the one that really gets under your skin. While camping on the same land, the witness and his son heard a series of five or six heavy knocks, followed by a second set of footfalls roughly 100 yards away — running toward the first sound. Where the two met, there was a thicket full of roosting turkeys. What happened next lasted about 15 seconds: turkeys screeching, wings hammering, and then silence. The investigator later walked that ground and confirmed the topography would support the described maneuver — two figures working a roost from opposite sides. That's not a random encounter. That's coordinated behavior, the kind of thing that separates a curious sighting from something far more intentional. Then there's the third incident, the one that gives the story its teeth. Around 2 AM, in a break between storms, the witness and his son stood on the back porch with firearms. A wire fence at the bottom of the yard was shaking on its own. Something had already crossed over and was crashing through the brush to their left. The witness called out, announced they were armed, and got a response — a loud, flat crack that sounded exactly like a rifle shot coming from the direction of the footsteps. In the next ten seconds, he emptied a shotgun into the dark, pushed his family inside, and followed up with a rifle. And then, about a minute later, he figured out what that crack actually was. The video gets into what that sound turned out to be, and it's a detail that reframes the whole encounter. The investigator's notes include one sentence about the back of the house that the video teases for the end, and it's reportedly the single most useful piece of information in the entire file. You'll have to watch to find out what it says. This is the kind of case that reminds you why the database exists. It's not flashy. There's no clear photograph of a face, no thermal footage, no audio recording. But there's a decade of activity on one farm, a witness who documented what he could, an investigator who walked the ground, and a set of footprints in ash that someone with no reason to lie took the time to photograph. The video breaks down each incident carefully, separates what can be verified from what can't, and doesn't try to sell you anything. It's just the file, laid out honestly, with all its gaps and all its weight. If you haven't seen it yet, it's worth the watch. The turkey hunt sequence alone is enough to make you sit up straight, and the third incident will have you checking your own back porch before you go to bed tonight.