BFRO Investigator Describes 15-Minute Bigfoot Encounter at South Carolina Camp
Posted Friday, June 19, 2026
By Squatchable.com staff
There's something about listening to seasoned investigators recount their field experiences that just hits different. A recent episode from the Bigfoot Society YouTube channel features Jeremiah Byron sitting down with Marsha Clark, a veteran BFRO investigator, and the stories she shares are the kind that make you want to double-check your tent stakes before bed.
Marsha has been researching a location in South Carolina for nearly four years, and she describes it as one of the most active sites she's ever worked. The forest is so dense that even during the day, you need a flashlight to navigate it. Before bringing any group expeditions to a new area, Marsha follows a meticulous process - she walks every trail she can find, interviews local contacts from DNR offices, veterinarians, sheriff's departments, insurance investigators, and even mobile dog groomers (who often hear things from the dogs they work with). It's this thorough groundwork that separates serious researchers from casual hikers with a flashlight.
The encounter that really stands out happened during a solo reconnaissance trip. Marsha set up camp alone at a standard campsite anyone could rent, and from the moment she arrived, the woods were alive with activity. During the day, she heard multiple branch breaks and parallel movement along the trails. By evening, after sprinkling some cheap bacon bits on her fire (a trick she uses to attract critters), she started seeing eye shine around 9:00 PM - and not just any eye shine. It was high up, level with her position despite being on a slope.
What happened next is the kind of detail that makes Bigfoot research so compelling. Around midnight, she heard two distinct sets of footsteps approaching her tent from different directions. One was lighter with shorter strides, the other heavier with longer strides. The heavier one walked directly between her tent and a lantern hanging on a 7.5-foot shepherd's hook, giving Marsha a clear view of the side profile - the head, shoulders, and part of an arm. She lay frozen on her cot, trying to control her breathing.
The activity didn't stop there. The creature kicked her solar panel cables, yanking them about three feet before stopping. It walked around her campsite, paused by her car, and then shook a metal horse corral about 50 to 60 feet away with enough force to make the metal piping rattle vigorously. The encounter lasted a solid 15 minutes before the creature walked down the trail toward the next campsite.
Around 5:00 AM, the lighter-footed one returned, wiggling the corner of her tent before moving through the area and eventually heading out toward the road. Marsha stayed awake until sunrise, notebook already filled with details while the memory was fresh.
This is exactly the type of firsthand account that researchers live for. Marsha's methodical approach to site selection - the interviews, the solo reconnaissance, the careful documentation - reflects the kind of disciplined fieldwork that BFRO investigators are known for. Her description of the double encounter, with two distinct individuals showing different movement patterns and behaviors, adds another layer to the growing body of witness reports suggesting these creatures may travel in pairs or small family groups.
The episode also touches on expeditions in Iowa and Tennessee, but the South Carolina story is the centerpiece. Anyone interested in serious field research methodology, or who just loves a good campfire-worthy account of what might be lurking in the dark woods, should definitely check out this episode. Marsha's calm, matter-of-fact delivery makes the story even more chilling - she's not trying to sensationalize anything, just reporting what she experienced.
It's encounters like these that keep researchers heading back into the woods, night after night, year after year. The woods have stories to tell, and investigators like Marsha Clark are making sure those stories get documented.