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WHAT IS THE STORY BEHIND THE SKUNK APE??????
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rick
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The "Skunk Ape" is Florida's Bigfoot.
I went on a hunting trip with my Dad & friends when I was about 10 years old (1960's) to the area around Holopaw, FL. Someone had supposedly seen one in that area & I remember being scared to death. Of course in all my years of running around in the FL woods, at all times of the day & night, I've never seen one or it's tracks.
Believe it or not, there's a website about it.
http://www.floridaskunkape.com/
I went on a hunting trip with my Dad & friends when I was about 10 years old (1960's) to the area around Holopaw, FL. Someone had supposedly seen one in that area & I remember being scared to death. Of course in all my years of running around in the FL woods, at all times of the day & night, I've never seen one or it's tracks.
Believe it or not, there's a website about it.
http://www.floridaskunkape.com/
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Where do " Skunk Apes " go during a huricane??? They must have
their own tracking devices. Do you think they have natural doppler 5000?? I would like to plan a camping trip to see if we can uncover the
truth behind the "Skunk Ape." Can you get me the number for Rick the
"Skunk Ape" Hunter, so he can lead this dangerous excursion!!! :twisted:
their own tracking devices. Do you think they have natural doppler 5000?? I would like to plan a camping trip to see if we can uncover the
truth behind the "Skunk Ape." Can you get me the number for Rick the
"Skunk Ape" Hunter, so he can lead this dangerous excursion!!! :twisted:
Well the story still lives huh. The original bigfoot out in washington I believe was an admitted hoax by the family of the reported original sighter after his death.
Now the Florida version known as the Skunk Ape ... I lived in the glades for a couple of years right next to the fackahatchee strand. The woods were totally flooded as the drought had ended rather quickly around the 1st of june when a no name storm blew up off the gulf coast at naples. I was settling in for the night in one of the screen cabins I had out there. I have been in the woods all my life ever since I got out of diapers, my dad refused to change them so I had to wait, I know the sounds of most animals walkin including humans. I was lying on the bunk just relaxin enjoying what little breeze was movin when I heard someone walkin through the water towards my cabin. This was a little disturbing because I was miles from habitation and there was a bunch of patriots down there training to overthrow castro. They had always been friendly towards me but I thought aww man this is not good. I had my hand on my 357 and lying beside the bunk was my 12 ga, my ar-15, and a m1 with a bannna clip in it. Whatever it was managed to just stay far enough away that I couldn't make it out in the moon light and it would stop and go stop and go. I never made a sound and never moved just waiting for the right time to do what ever I was gonna do to it. It got around to the upwind side of my cabin and I wanted to quit breathing man it stunk. Whatever it was it made 3 circles around my cabin and then I could hear it going away.
What was it? I don't really know because I never could quite see it. I never saw any tracks in the 2 years I was out there and I looked for them. I was out there cutting lighter wood cowpen posts and heart cypress fence posts and harvesting orchids and anything else I could. It was a wonderful time in my life, no tv, no electricity, no running water and very few hassles. I sometimes long to do it again but that ranch is now panther habitat bought by the state of florida. I would go to town once a month rent me a condo and party down for a week then go back to the woods. I met the cuban patriots, the FBI, the DEA, the drug plane crews, The panther researchers, and several panthers that would set across from me at my fire when it was cold. I introduced myself to several alligators who were less than enthusiastic about meeting me.
but I never got to meet the skunk ape but I believe I was real close one time but will never know for sure. Thats my story and I'm stickin to it.
Now the Florida version known as the Skunk Ape ... I lived in the glades for a couple of years right next to the fackahatchee strand. The woods were totally flooded as the drought had ended rather quickly around the 1st of june when a no name storm blew up off the gulf coast at naples. I was settling in for the night in one of the screen cabins I had out there. I have been in the woods all my life ever since I got out of diapers, my dad refused to change them so I had to wait, I know the sounds of most animals walkin including humans. I was lying on the bunk just relaxin enjoying what little breeze was movin when I heard someone walkin through the water towards my cabin. This was a little disturbing because I was miles from habitation and there was a bunch of patriots down there training to overthrow castro. They had always been friendly towards me but I thought aww man this is not good. I had my hand on my 357 and lying beside the bunk was my 12 ga, my ar-15, and a m1 with a bannna clip in it. Whatever it was managed to just stay far enough away that I couldn't make it out in the moon light and it would stop and go stop and go. I never made a sound and never moved just waiting for the right time to do what ever I was gonna do to it. It got around to the upwind side of my cabin and I wanted to quit breathing man it stunk. Whatever it was it made 3 circles around my cabin and then I could hear it going away.
What was it? I don't really know because I never could quite see it. I never saw any tracks in the 2 years I was out there and I looked for them. I was out there cutting lighter wood cowpen posts and heart cypress fence posts and harvesting orchids and anything else I could. It was a wonderful time in my life, no tv, no electricity, no running water and very few hassles. I sometimes long to do it again but that ranch is now panther habitat bought by the state of florida. I would go to town once a month rent me a condo and party down for a week then go back to the woods. I met the cuban patriots, the FBI, the DEA, the drug plane crews, The panther researchers, and several panthers that would set across from me at my fire when it was cold. I introduced myself to several alligators who were less than enthusiastic about meeting me.
but I never got to meet the skunk ape but I believe I was real close one time but will never know for sure. Thats my story and I'm stickin to it.
airboat4fun
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The first time I heard about the skunk ape was many years ago at boy scout camp. Some of the older guys were telling stories around the campfire and I thought it was just another way to get to the new guys (like snipe hunting under a full moon). I asked around and found alot of people had heard about the legend of Floridas very own version of the missing link, Yeti, Sasquatch, or Bigfoot. The deep dark swamps have a way of holding on to their secrets. There is a guy who has a museum on the Tamiami Trail in Ochopee (between Naples and Miami) you can't miss it there is a huge Florida panther out front. I stopped by one day and talked to him for what seemed like hours. Very interesting. He swears he has seen it and has pictures (and stories of course) to prove it. While I was there I picked up a bumper sticker that says "Ask me about the Skunk Ape" and put it on the gas tank of my airboat. I can get the phone number if you want it. I spend as much time as I can deep in the Everglades, so maybe one day I'll get to see one for myself. Here are some websites with more info...
http://www.lorencoleman.com/myakka.html
http://www.marconews.com/03/09/marco/d990471a.htm
http://www.100megsfree4.com/farshores/c_skunk.htm
http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/Ring/3414/ape.html
http://www.skunkaperocks.com/newsite/idx.php
http://www.lorencoleman.com/myakka.html
http://www.marconews.com/03/09/marco/d990471a.htm
http://www.100megsfree4.com/farshores/c_skunk.htm
http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/Ring/3414/ape.html
http://www.skunkaperocks.com/newsite/idx.php
basketcase0302
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Hey airboat for fun..
Are you talking about the same Boy Scout Camp in the "Strand" that just closed us down to "save the Everglades"? Know the area very well!
Are you talking about the same Boy Scout Camp in the "Strand" that just closed us down to "save the Everglades"? Know the area very well!
cowboy
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I guess I was about 10 years old when I went on a hunting trip with my Dad and his Buddies in Area3. They were going to hunt off of the boats, after frogging all night. That was the plan, and we were camped on the interceptor canal levee.
So out we went to go frogging, and not 300 yards from the levee one of my Dads budds had a problem with his boatrigth away. Back to the levee we went. It was decided that his problem could not be fixed right then, and he decided that he was going to stay at camp.
It was cold and the fog was already really getting thick, so I told my old man that I wanted to stay at camp with his buddy. I wanted to do this cause he had a camper, and that looked better to me, than being frozen all night on the boat in the fog. The frogging trip turned into a feasco, but thats another story.
So off they went, and I went into the camper.
It could'nt have been 10 min, and my Dads buddy was sawing some serious logs. I could'nt get to sleep, cause we had tied our young dog near the fire, and it was whinning and whimpering like you could'nt believe. It just would not stop.
So I decided to go outside, and try to settle it down. I was stoking the fire back up, while the dog was about to knock me over trying to huddle up to me. It was a foggy night, dead calm.
Then I heard a good size branch bust on the wooded side of the levee.
I looked over there, and could not see anything, I was getting a little scared, but convinced myself I was a big boy, and not to worry about it.
Then it happened again just a couple of just a short time later, cept this time it was a limb. It sounded like a baseball bat busting in half. That was it!
I decided in that moment that it was to far to get back to the camper, and I knew my Dads buddy would'nt let the dog in there anyway, so we hit the cab of my old man's truck, and locked the doors as fast as I could.
We spent the next couple of hours, hunkered down in the cab of the truck. Whatever it was climbing on the trailer, and I heard it reaching into the bed of the truck digging around in there, under the camper shell.. All of this was causeing the truck to shake around BIG TIME. I was freaking scared, and that dog just stayed down as far as it could. It was scared more than me. I was so scared, that I could'nt get the nerve up to look out the back window of the truck.
I kept hoping that the frogging party would come back in, but I knew they were loster than s--t house rats.
Finally for some reason my dads friend woke up. I had been hoping he might, but convinced myself that was not going to happen, cause of the size of the logs he was sawing before I left the camper.
I saw the light on the back of his camper come on, and he stuck his head out yelling" Cowboy, where you at!" The truck shook hard one more time, as IT evacuated the area. I started honking the horn, and he walked up to the drivers side window.
That dog whent crazy! It hit the window hard, just going OFF when it saw him walk up. He almost fell over backwards from recoiling so hard.
Then he snatched me out of the cab, and scoulded me for leaving the camper. He demanded to know what I thought I was doing. I think he was mad at the whole situation, and then the dog startled him so bad.
I told him what was going on, and that the skunk ape had me pinned down in the truck. He just said " Get back in the camper BOY, and don't get back out!" as he slung me by the shirt in the direction he wanted me to go.
I left the dog in the cab, and this time it took 11 min before he was snoreing again. I stayed in the camper the rest of the night.
It was after sun up when the frogging expedition made it back to camp, and they were on me when I came outta the camper. " Skunk ape gotcha last night huh cowboy?! HA HA HA" " HA HA HA HA HA!!" " " Hey! Skunk ape got cowboy last night" HA HA HA HA! " Breaker 1-9!" " Cowboy saw a skunk ape!" HA HA HA HA!
" Hey Mr Game Warden, That's Cowboy over there on that boat, and he saw the skunk ape last night!" HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!
I was looking for tracks or something, but it was all shell rocked in the camp area. I just put up with the teasing for the next couple of months.
And yeah, it coulda been a bear, but...
It woulda had to be a big Alskan Brown to bust the size limb or pepper tree I heard bust!
Thats my story, and I'm sticking to it!
Let the teasing begin again, I don't care.
Like Country said elsewhere: " I believe "
So out we went to go frogging, and not 300 yards from the levee one of my Dads budds had a problem with his boatrigth away. Back to the levee we went. It was decided that his problem could not be fixed right then, and he decided that he was going to stay at camp.
It was cold and the fog was already really getting thick, so I told my old man that I wanted to stay at camp with his buddy. I wanted to do this cause he had a camper, and that looked better to me, than being frozen all night on the boat in the fog. The frogging trip turned into a feasco, but thats another story.
So off they went, and I went into the camper.
It could'nt have been 10 min, and my Dads buddy was sawing some serious logs. I could'nt get to sleep, cause we had tied our young dog near the fire, and it was whinning and whimpering like you could'nt believe. It just would not stop.
So I decided to go outside, and try to settle it down. I was stoking the fire back up, while the dog was about to knock me over trying to huddle up to me. It was a foggy night, dead calm.
Then I heard a good size branch bust on the wooded side of the levee.
I looked over there, and could not see anything, I was getting a little scared, but convinced myself I was a big boy, and not to worry about it.
Then it happened again just a couple of just a short time later, cept this time it was a limb. It sounded like a baseball bat busting in half. That was it!
I decided in that moment that it was to far to get back to the camper, and I knew my Dads buddy would'nt let the dog in there anyway, so we hit the cab of my old man's truck, and locked the doors as fast as I could.
We spent the next couple of hours, hunkered down in the cab of the truck. Whatever it was climbing on the trailer, and I heard it reaching into the bed of the truck digging around in there, under the camper shell.. All of this was causeing the truck to shake around BIG TIME. I was freaking scared, and that dog just stayed down as far as it could. It was scared more than me. I was so scared, that I could'nt get the nerve up to look out the back window of the truck.
I kept hoping that the frogging party would come back in, but I knew they were loster than s--t house rats.
Finally for some reason my dads friend woke up. I had been hoping he might, but convinced myself that was not going to happen, cause of the size of the logs he was sawing before I left the camper.
I saw the light on the back of his camper come on, and he stuck his head out yelling" Cowboy, where you at!" The truck shook hard one more time, as IT evacuated the area. I started honking the horn, and he walked up to the drivers side window.
That dog whent crazy! It hit the window hard, just going OFF when it saw him walk up. He almost fell over backwards from recoiling so hard.
Then he snatched me out of the cab, and scoulded me for leaving the camper. He demanded to know what I thought I was doing. I think he was mad at the whole situation, and then the dog startled him so bad.
I told him what was going on, and that the skunk ape had me pinned down in the truck. He just said " Get back in the camper BOY, and don't get back out!" as he slung me by the shirt in the direction he wanted me to go.
I left the dog in the cab, and this time it took 11 min before he was snoreing again. I stayed in the camper the rest of the night.
It was after sun up when the frogging expedition made it back to camp, and they were on me when I came outta the camper. " Skunk ape gotcha last night huh cowboy?! HA HA HA" " HA HA HA HA HA!!" " " Hey! Skunk ape got cowboy last night" HA HA HA HA! " Breaker 1-9!" " Cowboy saw a skunk ape!" HA HA HA HA!
" Hey Mr Game Warden, That's Cowboy over there on that boat, and he saw the skunk ape last night!" HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!
I was looking for tracks or something, but it was all shell rocked in the camp area. I just put up with the teasing for the next couple of months.
And yeah, it coulda been a bear, but...
It woulda had to be a big Alskan Brown to bust the size limb or pepper tree I heard bust!
Thats my story, and I'm sticking to it!
Let the teasing begin again, I don't care.
Like Country said elsewhere: " I believe "
What's about 10 years old, smells like smoke and dog, and has a little poop stain in it's pants?
Cowboy hiding from the Skunk Ape. HA HA HA HA
Seriously though, I've heard my brother tell this story maybe three times in the 28 years since it happened and it still get a little poop stain in my pants when I hear it. Skunk Ape or not something was there that night that scared the crap out of our dog Nellie and my brother. I was suprised to see it recounted on this site because it had such an impact on him at the time and to this day.
Me, what do I think? Unlike what people say about children, I think the Skunk Ape is better heard and not seen.
Cowboy hiding from the Skunk Ape. HA HA HA HA
Seriously though, I've heard my brother tell this story maybe three times in the 28 years since it happened and it still get a little poop stain in my pants when I hear it. Skunk Ape or not something was there that night that scared the crap out of our dog Nellie and my brother. I was suprised to see it recounted on this site because it had such an impact on him at the time and to this day.
Me, what do I think? Unlike what people say about children, I think the Skunk Ape is better heard and not seen.