"Go ahead, call me a crackpot. All my friends have."
Even as this driver submitted his story to the Bigfoot Field Researchers Organization, he worried about sounding crazy.
In October 2006, "J.G." was driving a shuttle van for railroaders. He'd seen something that just wasn't right there a few months earlier.
Driving alone on the long and lonely Decker Highway just this side of the Wyoming-Montana border near midnight, the witness dropped down over the Decker Hill and saw something alongside the road. He figured it was a hitchhiker until it crossed the road in front of him.
He slammed on the brakes. The creature was at least 8 feet tall and had 8- to 10-inch-long hair, "almost like it was groomed."
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