US Government Cover-ups

IBS Report #: 1015
Location: CLARK county, WA. United States
Sighting Type: 1
Latitude: +045˚ 56' N
Longitude: 122˚ 32' W
Day:
Month:
Year: 1980
Time:
Elevation:
Data Source: TR91
Credibility: 1
Locality: GREEN MOUNTAIN (PLOT SCHOOL THERE)
Researcher: Fred Bradshaw
Witness: FATHER
Sighting Type: 1

 DEAD BIGFOOT BODIES FROM MOUNT SAINT HELENS SEEN

WA CLARK 1980 TR#91

* Fred Bradshaw report concerning dead Bigfoot bodies near Mt. St. Helens.  

My father worked for Weyerhauser Co. at Green Mountain ,WA, east of Vancouver.   

The site has security on their roads to check on the equipment and check closed areas to keep people out.  

My father was working the day Mt. St. Helens blew up.  He was at a meeting in Kelso, WA, and as he was a supervisor, when Mt. St. Helens blew it's side  out, all heck cut lose.  

My father was sent back to Green Mountain right away but like most he wasn't allowed to go very far because of the mud slide coming down the river.   He did get to the town of Toutle, WA, on highway 504 off I-5.  He and his crew were placed at different spots to watch mud flow and of course help people get out of the blast zone after the major blow up. 

 He was sent to the area of  Sprit Lake to keep people out.

  When the second major blow up of the mountain came, my father and the other guy with him reported in, and they got out of there. 

Well he was then placed in charge of the helicopter landing zone.   It was his job to help keep people out of the landing zone and let aid crews in so they could care for injured. 

Later when all the people were out and bodies out, the National Guard was brought in to clean up.   They hauled dead animals out that they placed in piles; deer in one, elk in another and so on. They were covered up with tarps and later burned.  

But my father was placed in charge of one pile of dead that were covered and no one was allowed to go near.   Armed U.S. National Guard personal were around this pile, and one day when they were going to move this group of bodies, and my father was very close to it and was told to keep his mouth closed.   

And when the tarps were removed he saw the creatures, some badly burned and some not.  They placed them in a net and lifted them into a truck and covered it over.   My father asked a guardsmen what will they do with them and he said study them or what ever...he didn't want to know. He said it's like other things you don't ask, and off they went .    AND NO ONE KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM. My father and the rest were debriefed and sent home.

Fort Lewis, Washington U.S. Army Military Installation, 1977 & 1978

In 1978, Edwin Godoy was an E-4 soldier with the U.S. Army commissioned to Fort Lewis, in Washington State.   Fort Lewis is located next to a forested area in that western state.   Mr. Godoy was also an expert marksman who came out as the third best marksman in the U.S. Army for that year.

One night, as his platoon was returning in a truck from some war games in the forest, the truck malfunctioned and lost all power.   Impossible to make it start, the acting commander decided to return to the base by foot with the soldiers and ordered Godoy — as he was the one who had signed for taking out the truck — to stay and guard it until morning, when a tow unit from the base would be sent to pick up him and the vehicle.   To Godoy this was somewhat irregular, as normally, two men would be ordered to do this.   Anyway, the others left at about 8:00 P.M. and he remained there with the truck.

At about 12:15 A.M. he noticed a figure some 300 meters away from him, standing next to some pine trees in the forest.    What shocked Godoy was the size of the figure — it was very tall — and its body was completely covered with hair.  "It was something very big, huge, a giant, " he said, "and it was all covered by a dark long grayish hair all over its body.  It was standing next to a pine tree and swinging his body sideways while looking straight at me.   It looked somewhat like a man, but it wasn't a man.   Very strongly built, with a broad chest — and his eyes glowed red in the dark.   The moon was to the back of it and there were no lights  in the area.   It was totally dark so this red glow was not due to light reflection.  It was something... those eyes had a red glow to them... they seemed to be self-luminous.

 "That thing started running towards me,  so I shouted  a halt three times,  asking that thing to stop and identify itself. As it wouldn't reply I made a first shot to the air and then I shot at him or 'it', I don't know how   to call it. The hairy thing grabbed its chest and emitted a loud moan, stopped and then ran to his right, disappearing into the forest."

Godoy, very nervous, reasoned he had just seen a 'Bigfoot', one of the forest's legendary creatures the Native Americans in the region often talked about. Afraid, he locked himself inside the truck until 6:00 A.M. when two mechanics from the base arrived in a tow unit to pick up the truck.

He explained what had happened, but they wouldn't believe him.   They all went to where the hairy thing was shot and the men were surprised to see huge humanlike footprints imprinted in the soft ground and several small pools of blood that looked red, but strangely oily and fresh looking.   The mechanics stared at each other and then looked at Godoy in a strange way and mumbled something between them in low voice.     From that moment on they kept at a distance and wouldn't talk to him.   They communicated by radio to the base  and reported the incident.   Later on, the truck started at first try. At about 7:30 A.M. some unknown personnel arrived to the site —: several men dressed in white lab coats,  wearing thick  gray  'rubber'  (leaded?) gloves  and boots took samples from the tracks impression on the ground, the alleged 'blood' which was handled with extreme care.   The mechanics talked with these men, but Godoy was not allowed to do the same.   Later, they all were ordered by radio to return at once to Ft. Lewis.   Godoy was to report himself to the base hospital immediately at his arrival.

To his surprise, an Air Force medical officer, a colonel, was waiting for him there.  Fort Lewis is a U.S. Army military base with no ties with the Air Force, so why the presence of this full-bird Air Force colonel there?     He couldn't say.  The usual thing would have been for the regular medical staff in the base hospital to attend him.   This man was not from the hospital's medical staff.   The officer debriefed thoroughly him on the incident and made a complete medical and physical exam to him.   While examining him he kept asking at what distance he was from the creature when he shot at it, on the creature's description, if he felt a tingling sensation or had a sore throat, headaches, if a rash had developed on his skin — and other things.   The Air Force medical officer apparently knew what to ask. It was obvious to Godoy that he was looking for specific symptoms — and answers — but symptoms and answers to what?

Several samples of his blood, skin scrapings, urine, saliva and other types of samples were taken from Godoy.   The soldier knew something odd was going on, he kept asking the officer where he had come from but he wouldn't answer.   After being examined, he was ordered to go to his barracks, then he took a shower and rested.

Later, he was ordered to go to the base commander's office.   The base commander, (a lieutenant general — name not remembered by  Ed Godoy),  was there together with his company commander,  Captain Underwood, and a colonel whose last name was, to his best recall, Kropsie.   They debriefed him again on what had happened out in the woods and then the base commander  ordered Godoy not to talk ever to anyone on what had happened.   He was warned that if he ever talked about it he'd be court martial and would have to face the consequences.  Godoy responded he would obey.

Later,  heading to his room,  he was approached by  L. Robles,  a Puerto Rican soldier who was commissioned in the hospital's lab.   Robles asked Godoy what was it he had shot.   Godoy said he was not allowed to discuss the matter and Robles insisted on asking.  He asked Robles why was it so important for him to know.   Robles answered: "I, together with two other guys, had to analyze the blood samples taken from the ground, and we know you are the soldier involved because it was stated as such in the report...    And you know? It's crazy, but... what was it you shot out there?   When we examined the blood samples we found out three weird things in it... That blood contained human blood cells, animal blood cells...and chlorophyll. Man, that's incredible! What the hell was it?

Godoy, somewhat shocked by Robles words, stated he could not discuss the incident and left.   Now,  thinking back, he feels that the base commander, Colonel Kropsie, and Captain Underwood, all seemed to know what they were dealing with, and for that reason they had ordered him to keep his mouth shut on the incident.   He remembered that on one occasion he had to enter a huge security vault in the base in which many bottles are stored.   All these bottles were filled with a liquid substance that had a greenish glow, similar to what Robles had described.   The bottles in the vault were kept there under very heavy security, because, according to him, the liquid in the bottles seemed to be plutonium stored at the base.   Was there a relationship between both substances?   He didn't know.   But he found rather strange that he was ordered to stand guard on the truck alone.   Why was he left alone?   "I don't know Martín, but after thinking it over I had a strange feeling... Who knows, maybe that thing was to capture me.   All I know for sure is that the U.S. Government and the military know something weird is happening in the northwest, and they don't want the people to know about it," stated Godoy.    [Edited] - Source: Robert Stansberry via Jorge Martín a researcher in Puerto Rico who met Mr. Edwin Godoy and his wife Myrna in Cabo Rojo, in the southwest region of Puerto Rico, while scuba diving. Posted to the IVBC 4 September 1998.

Fort Lewis, Washington - May 1984

I was a sergeant of Military Police at the time of the incident, stationed at Ft. Lewis, Washington.   I had gone to investigate a reported disturbance within the tree line, near the post stockade.   This was early May 1984, approximately 0300-0400 hrs (the bars had closed shortly before the call)..   The MPDO heard strange cries from within the forest and wanted it checked out.   I went in one direction while the K-9 unit went another, to sweep the area.

We planned to meet at an old railroad spur, not too far into the trees.   I saw nothing nor heard a sound until  the K-9 apparently made contact with something, as I heard five distinct pistol shots, at which point I heard a deep, guttural, growl building into an extremely high pitched howling (I'd never heard anything like that)  and the sounds of something large crashing through the thick brush and foliage in the area.   (Important to note that I was too young and gung-ho, i.e. stupid, to be scared! )    I was armed with my issue .45 and 12 Ga.  riot gun and continued to the rendezvous point, hearing nothing further.

At the spur (sort of sunken with high berms),  I went up the far side and halted at the edge of a large meadow. The captain was already there at the rendezvous, having not seen anything either.   Neither of us knew that  the K-0 had fled the forest on the tail of the dog.   We were about to head back when I caught movement in the adjacent tree line off to my left.   I could plainly see a large dark shape mocking along the southeast edge of the meadow, but still within the tree line.  (Mt. Rainier Was SE of my location and this was the direction of movement.)  It appeared to be a bear.   I held my weapon at the ready.   When the object turned and came out, into the meadow, it was approximately 35 yards from our position, moving from left to right.   It did not register at first,  as I nearly pulled the trigger,  but something didn't look right.  Bears walk on all fours; this bear was clearly walking on two legs.

It was getting on towards morning as false dawn was in evidence.   I could see well enough, but not as to clearly make out facial features.   All I can figure is the wind must have shifted for the creature stopped and turned its head and looked directly at me.   It turned its whole body and just stood there looking at us, arms by its sides.   The creature was not threatening us at all so I lowered my weapon and did not open fire.    

   I remember the head moving slightly from side to Side, it did not move closer and neither did we. We stared at each other for less than 2-3 minutes (maybe less) ultimately it resumed its original direction and walked away, looking back once but kept going, disappearing into the opposite tree line.

© M.T. Coppola, Fort Lewis, Washington.
Source: Bigfoot CO-OP Newsletter Vol 17, 1997

Fort Lewis Encounters  Ft. Lewis Army Base, Washington. 1989

My,  friend who came to  Ft Ord in 1989  started his Army career at 2nd Battalion/75th and he told me about   an encounter somewhere on the Nisqually River up in Washington.

They'd sent a swimmer across to recon the other side.   He'd crept up the steep embankment on the other side and disappeared into the thick woods.   After a few moments the guy let out a scream and came flying back down to the Nisqually River and across.   He was in hysterics, saying that he'd in affect snuck up on a Bigfoot, to their mutual surprise.

The creature freaked out and took off in the opposite direction.   The other Rangers did hear the snapping of brush like something big hauling ass.  The company crossed and did a quick recon of the area and found the distinctive big footprints and evidence of a large "animal".   The young soldier who had the encounter left the Army not long afterwards.

According to my friend, this was a life-changing event for the young man and supposedly he went to work  for a Bigfoot Organization in Oregon.   I don't have they person's name so I can't be much help, but this happened in mid-'83.

There is also a great story on a Web site called "Ranger Stories From Hell".   You'll have to find it through one of the Ranger organizations.  I don't have the address anymore.

The story involves a company of Rangers on a night ambush.   Sometime after they'd gotten into position they heard a "guy" stalking them.   They maintained fire discipline and waited for what they thought would be the rest of the opfor unit they were to hit.

Instead the "guy" was alone and as he came upon their position he stopped.  Then he proceeded to stalk their perimeter.  The Ranger who tells the story marvels at the "guy's expertise.   After completing his recon the "guy" slowly backs up the way he came and disappears into the night, leaving his distinct odor behind.

It seems like every guy I meet who was a 'Lewi' had a Bigfoot story or new someone who did. Since you  are  ex-military you might have an "in" with those folks although I couldn't tell you how to approach them.   Especially the Rangers you know how they can be with us mere mortals :)

.If you hear anything let me know and I'll keep my ear to the ground here.

Happy Hunting, "mailto:Lightfighter7th@aol.com", Carmel California

Date: Mon, 17 Apr 2000 16:46:53 EDT
Source referral: mailto:BFNorthwest@aol.com

Sun Lakes State Park, Washington - Summer 2000

I was just visiting a friend of mine who lives in Stratford, Washington State, about 100 miles east of Seattle. The second night I was there visiting, we drove into Seattle to check out the local nightlife. At about 2 am we left and started driving home. As we neared his home — the area around Blue Lake — we stopped on Route 17 just south of Sun Lakes State Park to relieve ourselves. The time was around 4:30 am.

We pulled over to the side of the road and walked off into the bushes. Within moments, I heard off to my left a very loud noise as if something was coming towards us through the forest. I was rather nervous so I hurried back to the car. As I reached it my friend came running towards me. We sensed something following us at a distance, got in the car, shut and locked the doors, and waited quietly.

Out of the forest came the strangest thing I've every seen — it must have been a Bigfoot. I have spent some time living in Maine and the Northeast, so I have exposure to bears. I am most certain that this was NOT a bear. The creature seemed agitated. Perhaps when we walked off into the woods to relieve ourselves we startled it?

It approached the car and walked around it, looking at it and us. When it moved to the front of the car we could see it was about 6½ to 7 feet tall and covered in red/brown hair from head to toe. It stood upright, although with a hunch, and appeared to be bipedal.

It approached the car and came around the front. We quickly flicked on the car headlights and this is when we saw it best. We were so scared that we sounded the horn hoping that this would scare it off. At this point, the creature made a kind of chortling sound — similar to that African dog, the Basenji. Just then he reared back and pounded the hood of my friend's car. Perhaps it was agitated by the sound of the horn. It took off into the woods and we hit the road as fast as possible.

We returned three times over the next few nights, but never saw anything else. There were no tracks around the spot where we parked, only some crushed grass and underbrush where the creature had walked and where we had entered the woods. Hopefully this information is helpful, if I can be of more assistance please feel free to e-mail me. I am not willing to publicly discuss the sighting due to fear of ridicule and loss of status within my community. I will, however, give you any information that I can via e-mail. I am sorry if this is difficult, but for my sake it's necessary.

Note: The witness's name and occupation is withheld at his request. He is a professional man, practicing in a community where he prefers anonymity.