I Met Bigfoot At Devil's Courthouse
I had always believe in the supernatural but never did I think I would come face to face with it.
Devil's Courthouse is a bold granite faced mountain top just off the Blue Ridge Parkway outside of Brevard, North Carolina. It hosts a steep half mile trail which would tire out the most agile mountain goat, but the trek to the top is worth it as the peek offers some of the most amazing views in Western North Carolina, especially at sunset.
Devil's Courthouse is a fickle peek which likes to wrap herself in a vale of clouds...
That was my mission one warm evening in mid September, capturing an amazing sun set just above the rolling mountain tops. As a nature photographer you dream of that moment when your camera's shutter snaps the perfect shot that you will be able to share with everyone. However, Devil's Courthouse is a fickle peek which likes to wrap herself in a vale of clouds blocking any views you may have hoped to see, and this was exactly the case the night I hiked to the top.
I finally gave up my hunt as sunset came and went behind a thick shroud of mist. It wasn't the first time nature has eluded my lens and I joyfully started back down the half mile trail to the parking area, just happy to have been able to be out in the natural world.
I thought, "Oh, it's a bear. I'm going to be stuck up here until Yogi leaves."
As I rounded the corner in the trail that leads to the long straight paved portion of the path, I peered down the mountainside through the darkness and saw something lurking in the forest just off the path. My first thought was, "Oh, it's a bear. I'm going to be stuck up here until Yogi leaves." But just then it stepped out onto the trail, standing on two legs that held up it's huge muscular frame.
I was absolutely frozen in fear. I had heard stories of Bigfoot sightings in the Blue Ridge Mountains but I never thought I would actually see one. We locked eyes from over a hundred yards away for what seemed like an eternity, both of us waiting for the other to make the first move. I felt like I was in an old Western being called out by the Sheriff to battle it out in a blaze of glory at high noon. Then it simply huffed at me in a low tone, slowly reached up with it's left hand grabbing a tree trunk and pulling itself up the embankment proceeding to walk off into the forest.
I stood there frozen in terror for at least ten minutes not knowing if I should continue down the path or wait for it to get further away. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer, as each moment in the darkening forest fed my fear until pure panic took over. Suddenly before I knew what I was doing, I found myself running as fast as I could down the path past where it had emerged from the forest. I refused to stop to look for it or proof that what I had witnessed hadn't been some trick of the light or misidentification of a person or bear. I was scared for my life and my heart didn't stop racing until about an hour after I arrived home.
The other question I get is, "You're a photographer, why didn't you snap a picture."
Most of my friends laugh at me when I tell this story. They claim I saw a bear, it was some teens playing a trick on me and now I am the star of some youtube channel somewhere, or I am completely lying. I know what I saw and it wasn't some bear or kids playing around.
The other question I get is, "You're a photographer, why didn't you snap a picture." Well because my camera was in my backpack and when you come face to face with the equivalent of the Blue Ridge King Kong you just don't shout out, "Yo, Big Feller! Stay right there, can I get a selfie?"
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