Trapper Shares Father's 1972 Sasquatch Encounter with Mysterious Camp Offerings

Posted Monday, June 29, 2026

By Squatchable.com staff

A video surfaced on YouTube recently that has the research community buzzing, and it's not your typical blurry footage or shaky tree-line shot. It's a recording made by a 71-year-old trapper named Gerald Foss from the northern interior of British Columbia, and it contains a story that spans three generations of his family and their connection to Sasquatch. Gerald recorded this on March 14th, just nine days after his father Avery passed away from cancer. Avery made him promise to tell the story out loud before he followed him into the ground, and Gerald chose to record it on his kitchen table with a view of the same tree line he's looked at his whole life. His son Callum is in the next room, unaware of what's being said. The story centers around Callum, who is 43 years old and has always been described as "different." He was 11 pounds at birth, stood 6'2" and weighed 220 pounds by age 14, and moved quietly for a person his size. But what really sets Callum apart is his ability to sense things before they happen. He can predict weather changes 20 minutes before they occur, and he can sense where animals are positioned in a clearing before they move. Gerald watched him do this for 30 years and still couldn't explain it. In October 1996, a hunting client named Bertrand, a civil engineer from Alberta who had been taking bull elk in the province for 20 years, witnessed Callum predict exactly where a bull elk would be in a meadow. Callum told him he could "feel where the meadow was carrying weight differently than the rest of it." Bertrand believed him, and the bull was exactly where Callum said it would be. Bertrand told Gerald he intended to tell no one at home about the first part of that story because he didn't think the telling would go well. But the real heart of the video is what Avery told Gerald about the autumn of 1972. Avery was doing a solo trap line check in the Swanell Range, a run he'd done every fall for 15 years without incident. Four days in, he found a track in a mud bank beside a small creek - a very large human-like foot, broader across the ball than any human foot he'd ever measured. The depth of the impression indicated a weight he couldn't calculate without arriving at a number that seemed wrong. That night, Avery felt what he described as "a quality of attention in the air around him." Not fear, but the specific sensation of being accurately observed. He was a man who had been surprised by grizzlies twice in his career and knew how to handle those situations, but this was different. The next morning, three items were placed at his camp in a row with unmistakable deliberateness: a freshly killed beaver carcass with no marks he recognized as a wound or trap, a bundle of dried plant material tied with a strip of inner bark from a willow, and a flat dark stone about the size of his palm with a series of small circular marks pressed into its surface - not carved, but pressed as if something had worked the stone while it was still soft. For the next six days, gifts were left at the edge of his camp every morning. A pile of sorted bones, dry and clean. A length of spruce root coiled with a precision that suggested a specific purpose he couldn't name. A whole rabbit placed on a flat rock rather than on the ground. This kind of deliberate gift-giving is something that has been reported by numerous witnesses over the years in Sasquatch research - offerings left at the edges of camps or cabins, always placed with intention, never taken aggressively. The Omineca region and Swanell Range of British Columbia is remote boreal forest and subalpine meadow country, the kind of vast, indifferent landscape where whole winters can pass without a government man seeing it. It's exactly the habitat that Sasquatch is reported to favor - dense cover, water, and minimal human disturbance. The area around Finlay Forks is sparsely populated, and the country Gerald describes working is the kind of place where a family could spend generations learning the land without ever fully understanding what else lives there. The video cuts off mid-sentence, which is frustrating, but what's there is compelling. It's a multi-generational testimony with specific details, locations, and dates, passed down from a dying father