Reports 1998
YEAR: 1998/ SEASON: Summer/MONTH: June/ STATE: Florida/ COUNTY: Brevard County
LOCATION DETAILS: Heading north on US1 through Rockledge towards Cocoa./NEAREST TOWN: Rockledge Florida
NEAREST ROAD: US 1
OBSERVED: We were heading home from work approximately 11pm. There was rain and we came up on what we
thought was a person along side of the the road but as we got closer, what we saw was something that was around 7
feet to 7 1/2 feet tall.Long dirty shaggy yellow looking hair. Could not see the face well because of all the hair. It had a
tarp or piece of plastic over it. It was getting ready to cross the highway from a wooded area. As we passed it, my
friend and I started describing what we both had seen and cold chills ran through my body. We were going to turn
around and see if we could figure out what it was, but were to scared to. I have never seen anything like that in my
life. It was not a man, it was entirely too tall. For several months after the seeing it, I wouldn't drive US1 at night, I
instead traveled I95.
ALSO NOTICED: It looked as though it was wearing a tarp or piece of plastic to protect it from the rain.
OTHER WITNESSES: Myself and a friend that was a passenger in my car and we were driving home from work.
OTHER STORIES: No
YEAR: 1998/ SEASON: Fall/ MONTH: October/ STATE: South Carolina/ COUNTY: Oconee County
LOCATION DETAILS: Near the Thompson River in the Jocassee Gorges area./ NEAREST TOWN: Salem
NEAREST ROAD: Mustard Ground Road
OBSERVED: A couple of my college roomates and I decided to go trout fishing on the Thompson River in Oconee Co.,
SC. I grew up close to here and had fished the White Water River extensively so I was pretty familiar with the area. I
had also planned on making this trip a deer scouting excursion as well. We set off for the journey with the intention of
not taking a vehicle even though the gravel road is open at this time of year. We wanted to get a little exercise and
make the most of the next two days of crisp, cool, fall weather. We reached the river after about a four hour hike and
were all anxious to start fishing. Our luck was great and time slipped away into the dusky twilight before we knew it. We
stumbled our way through the dense laurel thickets until we found a suitable camp spot. The spot wasn't well used, but
had an established fire pit so we were pretty happy. As my one roommate and I put up the tent, the other started to
cook the fish we had caught earlier in the day. The fish were just about done when we hear an almost childlike cry
from the ridge above about two hundred yards away. My two buddies were instantly asking me what that sound was
with a childish fright in their voice. I grew up bear hunting in the these mountains and have heard some pretty freaky
noises, most could be attributed to bobcats, coyotes, or the occasional mountain lion. I thought nothing of the sound
and assured them that it was most likely a bobcat. We sat down to eat and the sound would happen about every two
minutes or so. It appeared to be moving slightly but was hard to pinpoint because of the terrain and echos, and then it
just stopped. After dinner we built a small fire and had a chew. As we were winding down the night, we all hear
something land in the camp spot with a thud. We looked around and decided it was probably an acorn falling. Then
another thud, this time I saw the object and it was smooth river stone from the river that was at least 100 yards away.
This freaked me out so I dug into my pack and fetched my 9mm. Upon my suggestion we carefully scavanged the
nearby woods for enough wood to make a decent sized fire. The rocks would thud periodically but were never bigger
than quarter sized pebbles. Once the fire was going everything stopped, for a while. I also yelled out that I had a gun
and to stop messing around if they could hear me. At this point we figured it to be someone rather than something. We
stayed up till about 4, spotlighting anything that moved in the leaves nearby. We agreed to take double watch shifts,
with two watching and one sleeping. About 4:30 we heard the crying noise again and it was still in the same location as
before. This lasted about two min. and was followed with three very loud and distinct knocks. This sounded like green
wood being pounded against a rock or a tree trunk. This would occur about every 10 min. or so and would be
proceeded or followed by the crying sound which was in the opposite direction. We all stayed up until the sun came up
and dismissed the whole incident as someone messing with us. We decided that since we were already here we may
as well fish our way back to the road. We were all a little rattled from the experience, especially them because they
never were more than twenty or so yards away from me all morning. As we came to waterfalls or rough patches in the
river we would walk a couple of hundred yards or so into the woods to get out of the laurel thicks around the river. I
used the opportunity to look for deer/bear sign. In one spot we noticed that the ground had been absolutely destroyed
with animal sign. Three or four large scat piles were concentrated around two large white oak trees. To me it looked
like bear sign, somewhat, but I've never seen that much traffic sign in one area before. We walked back to the vehicle
without incident and now tell the story from time to time, but I think we all know that it was definitely not a person
making these sounds and throwing stones.
ALSO NOTICED: Large piles of scat and rooting like sign around the base of several large white oak trees. The sign
was blown off and attributed as bear sign.
OTHER WITNESSES: 2 others were also present. We were all enjoying dinner and then attempting to sleep.
OTHER STORIES: I have not heard of anything occurring in this specific area but if they are like me they are too
scared to come forth for fear of ridicule or discounted the occurance as something else. Growing up I heard stories
about the Longcreek Monster which was said to roam the wildness along where the Chattooga river is.
TIME AND CONDITIONS: Night, clear conditions about 45 degrees or so. Perfect camping weather.
ENVIRONMENT: Very rough terrain. Near very swift, drop pool type river. Area was covered in very dense, fairly old
growth forest that consisted of white, chestnut, and red oaks. The forest floor was covered with a nearly inpenatrable
layer of mountain laurel.
YEAR: 1998/ SEASON: Summer/MONTH: June/ STATE: Florida/ COUNTY: Brevard County
LOCATION DETAILS: Heading north on US1 through Rockledge towards Cocoa./NEAREST TOWN: Rockledge Florida
NEAREST ROAD: US 1
OBSERVED: We were heading home from work approximately 11pm. There was rain and we came up on what we
thought was a person along side of the the road but as we got closer, what we saw was something that was around 7
feet to 7 1/2 feet tall.Long dirty shaggy yellow looking hair. Could not see the face well because of all the hair. It had a
tarp or piece of plastic over it. It was getting ready to cross the highway from a wooded area. As we passed it, my friend
and I started describing what we both had seen and cold chills ran through my body. We were going to turn around and
see if we could figure out what it was, but were to scared to. I have never seen anything like that in my life. It was not a
man, it was entirely too tall. For several months after the seeing it, I wouldn't drive US1 at night, I instead traveled I95.
ALSO NOTICED: It looked as though it was wearing a tarp or piece of plastic to protect it from the rain.
OTHER WITNESSES: Myself and a friend that was a passenger in my car and we were driving home from work.
OTHER STORIES: No