There are no monsters in your closet. Or under the bed. But what sort of creatures prowl the forests and lurk beneath wild waters? Kentucky has its share of Bigfoot sightings, lake monsters, and even stranger beings.
The Milton Lizard was a bipedal reptile between 12 and 15 feet tall reportedly seen by two brothers working at The Blue Grass Body Shop in Canip Creek, Trimble County, in the summer of 1975. They described it as speckled, with black and white stripes and having eyes like a frog. It hissed at them before they shot at it, running it off. Similar lizard men were recorded seen in the 1960s, and even as far back as the late 19th century when the Louisville Courier-Journal published the account of the exhibition of the Wild Man of the Woods, a scaly humanoid creature with enormous eyes. More recently, in 2012, and 2013 the Northern Kentucky Bigfoot Research Group has investigated sightings of giant lizards that walk on two legs in Carroll and Trimble Counties. They claim to have found three unidentified toe tracks measuring 14″.
Legend has it that beneath the railroad bridge over Pope Lick Creek, Jefferson County, lives a half man half goat creature. In some stories, the goat-man lures unsuspecting travelers onto the tracks where they are struck and killed by passing trains. In other versions, he rushes his victims with a bloody ax, a sight so terrifying they often leap from the trestle to their death. Is the Pope Lick Monster the ghost of an escaped circus freak looking for revenge or the reincarnation of a Satanist who sacrificed goats in his diabolical rituals? Sadly real-life monster hunters looking for answers have died falling from the bridge or being hit by the train.
What weird and curious animals are hiding in your neck of the woods?
Happy Halloween!
That is fucking hilarious.
Darwin Award nominees.
Locally, have mini bigfoot (3-5 feet tall) called an Albatwitch. He steals apples.
…it seems at odd with the term scrumptious meaning especially tasty but apparently the term scrumping (as in scrumping for apples) came about from a root to do with a term for withered, like the old fruit
…but either way there are still places where you can find scrumpy…which is cider made from scrumped apples…which generally used to mean the person picking them wasn’t the owner of the tree they grew on
…so maybe your mini-bigfoot there is scrumping his way to something scrumptious?
Growing up we were always told these stories and at least someone in any circle would swear they knew someone this happened to…
https://www.hawaiimagazine.com/content/5-hawaiis-creepy-urban-legends-and-ghost-stories
We had a Heiau near our house and my nephew til this day swears the night marchers called his name and he looked out and saw the torches on the ridge we lived on. You can tell where warriors hiked because they planted ti leaves to use for cooking when they hiked and the hillside was full of them on the trail. So, while many have said this could have happened, I am more inclined to believe he drank too much and smoke to much pakalolo that night. The lava rock thing is pretty crazy and I do know for a fact they get tons of rocks shipped back to them each year. Madame Pele stories are rampant in Hawaii & my bro’s friend lived in the path of a lava flow. Legend had it if you left a bottle of vodka for Madame Pele, she would spare your home. He did this and while all his neighbors houses were destroyed, his was spared. He didn’t realize that he couldn’t get paid off by insurance if the house still stood even though it was not accessible anymore by car. Supposedly, he removed the bottle and the next day the lava took his house too. That one, I can verify most of the story but not that it was Madame Pele and not just weird coincidence. My father swore Madame Pele’s spirit was real though and he didn’t believe too many of these kind of things.
I heard a good Hawaiian story on Spooked last week. A group of young men exploring a cave saw a strange humanoid creature with red glowing eyes. The interesting thing about the story was the teller explained that it was a good spirit, that bad spirits weren’t usually scary, they lured their victims in with charm and beauty. Good spirits keep you away from danger by fear. That was a different spin, I liked it.
Ghosts and spirits play a big role in the culture, this guy does some great tours of haunted places and ghost lore…
A few years ago a friend of ours rented a limo & took us on a haunted pub crawl of Seattle. It was pretty fun but not really scary, other than much of Seattle’s ghost stories are in the original city which is below the current city and full of rats! Fun night though.
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I did a haunted pup crawl in Key West, like yours it was fun but not scary.
Reminds me of an old friend who used to say if the Devil ever came to get him, he’d come as a gorgeous woman in a Ferrari.
It makes sense, who would go running off with a crone in a Chevette?
I had to Google that. An Apple stealing mini cryptic sounds sort of cute!
Samsquanch – usually found in Nova Scotia trailer parks, smells of Screech and Weed. Can’t be stopped with aluminum baseball bats.
I watched on Netflix a BBC documentary about a biological take on cryptids which was equal parts informative, hilarious and pathetic.
I know that science doesn’t know everything, but there are certain things that don’t make sense. I’ve hiked in the deep woods and there is a lot of animal shit lying about from bears, deers and moose (meese?). If Sasquach were around then we’d be finding giant turds everywhere. The only semi serious explanation I can think of that we haven’t found Sasquach shit is because they’re nature’s stealth shitters.
Finally there is a certain population threshhold that is required to have viable creatures. Any species population of less than 3000-4000 (not sure about the actual number) is going to have issues with genetic viability due to inbreeding and disease. This is why the Tasmanian Devil is dying out.
If Sasquatch is supposed to cover large swathes of North America then there needs to be a minimum population about.
Just playing science nerd here.
now that’s a kickass band name!
My daughter is a wildlife biologist, she’d agree with all of this.
But I’m pretty sure I’ve encountered a Samsquanch or two in my lifetime.