A Relook At The Cryptids

[BIAD]

After Ninurta posted his 'Dire Wolf/Cat'-like images that were caught on a trail-cam, I've been on the lookout
for any other indications of sightings of anything similar. On a YouTube compilation of disturbing Trail-Cam
footage, (1.23 mark), there is something similar and I managed to geta screen-grab to save checking the
video out.

It's defined as a Hybrid Cat and supposedly taken in Florida.
What do you think?

[727Sky]

Beautiful animal !

[Ninurta]

Looks kinda like a "tigon" (opposite hybrid of a "liger") to me, but those giant ears don't look right on it - if it could flap those babies, I bet it could fly!

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[Bally002]

Looks kinda like a "tigon" (opposite hybrid of a "liger") to me, but those giant ears don't look right on it - if it could flap those babies, I bet it could fly!

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Yeah, it's weird.  I like the soft mane.  Frontal features remind me of a lion. Ears ?  Looks like my house cat's ears when food is being prepared.  If I saw that in the wild out here I'd give it a wide berth and tactfully make my way back to the house putting the chooks away in that time and locking up 'Girlie' and the smaller dogs.

I've lost six chickens this last month.  Not worth 'free ranging' chooks.

Wild dogs come in all breeds, shapes and sizes in the hills and in season mostly May can be heard howling in the hills.  Never seen a cat like that.  Great pic.

Kind regards,

Bally)

[BIAD]

Looks kinda like a "tigon" (opposite hybrid of a "liger") to me, but those giant ears don't look right on it - if it could flap those babies, I bet it could fly!

I'm tempted to say the image is a fake due to the wispy nature of the fur -like Bally mentioned, around the face.
But it's said it comes from a trail-cam and the connection to your archived trail-cam photos seemed obvious to
me.
I'll keep looking!

[BIAD]

On a different note to the above unusual creature, I've been scouring the net for any updates
on a report I found in 2019 regarding the so-called 'Fens Werewolf. Oddly enough, the basics
are aired, but there's nothing to indicate any further investigation has taken place.

Here's the standard account. (Taken from the Rogue Nation archived site)

'It was almost a year before Michael’s story reached me and truly came under scrutiny and into the public domain.
This happened quite by chance, while I was pursuing another, apparently fruitless story on the southern edge of
the Fens.

Chris Nailer was visiting friends out in the wilds near Burnt Fen, some miles from Ely, when, soon after midnight on
22 August 2002, they had heard some strange sounds, somewhat like those of a dog, outside the house. When the
owner of the house shone a torch from a downstairs window, he glimpsed something ‘very large and dog-like’ disappear through a gap in the hedge.

Though it had clearly been disturbing for them, the phrase ‘like a dog’ cropped up a great deal in their testimony.
So much so that, regrettably, there seemed to be only one conclusion to be drawn. I left feeling convinced that they
were unfortunate victims of a local stray and ‘Black Shuck mania’.

Afterwards, I was discussing the matter in a local pub with a friend.
We talked about the recent phenomenon of the Fen Tiger, and Black Shuck – a great black dog, said to inhabit the Fens
(there have been numerous terrifying encounters with this beast since the earliest properly recorded sighting in 1570,
near Bungay, Suffolk). This friend, it transpired, also knew a friend of Michael’s and mentioned some of the details of
the case.

Though he was concerned about betraying a confidence, I made subtle enquiries and met Michael two weeks later, who,
it turned out, was very willing to talk. I had the impression that while he had been reluctant to push his case before the
public, it was a great relief to him that someone had finally come to take the matter off his hands.

We talked several times over the next couple of weeks, and he produced a drawing of what he had seen.
It was all perfectly clear in his mind, even after many months, though he apologised for the quality of his draughtsmanship
(‘I’m not an artist…’ he laughed). I was firmly convinced that he believed in what he saw, and that it was something quite
real. Nevertheless, for the moment, as so often, the investigation was at a dead end – a detailed account, but nothing more.

But more was to come, quite suddenly, and quite unexpectedly. While pursuing other investigations in Scotland towards the
end of September, I picked up a message on my mobile from Chris Nailer, saying that the same disturbances had occurred
again at approximately 1.30pm on the morning of 22 September.

When he joined his friend for a walk later that day they had also found unusual, large footprints –one whole and three partial
–which they said they could not definitely identify as either animal or human. ‘If they are made by a person,’ said Chris, 
then they were walking barefoot and had claws’.

These were found near a ditch at the edge of an open field, which according to Chris’s friend tended to drain poorly during
Autumn, and was often half full of water. Chris speculated that the ‘creature’ had stopped here to drink. However, poor
mobile reception had meant a significant delay in me receiving the message.

The day after the discovery the footprints were already gone, the field having been freshly tilled. Most frustrating of all,
no one had managed to take a photograph on Sunday, because the battery in the only available camera was flat.
Nevertheless, by this time I’d put myself on a train heading south.

On the journey, I had another dramatic call, this time from my partner Charlie Marlowe. A friend of hers –a long-serving
country vet –had called her with a curious story about a cow that had been found dead – and severely mutilated –at a
farm in the Fens.

Both the farmer’s dogs had refused to go anywhere near the carcass. The farmer had called the vet immediately.
Several weeks had now passed since the original discovery, and the animal’s body had long since been destroyed, but
I’d seen mutilated cattle before -in Nevada -and it is a horrific sight. Ironically, the usual explanation for mysterious cattle
mutilations is that it is a predatory animal.

It was clear that here it really was an animal that was responsible –but neither the farmer nor our friendly vet could
satisfactorily explain what animal (in England, at least) could wreak such damage. Even more significantly –and this
was not known to the farmer, the vet, or even Charlie –the attack had taken place just hours after Chris Nailer and
friend had heard those mysterious sounds at the Burnt Fen house (in the early morning of 23 August), which was
only 9 miles away.

But by the time I got back into East Anglia, there was far more dramatic news.
Over the weekend of 21 September, the same farmer had had another encounter –one that, this time, would not need
to depend on anyone’s drawing skills.

The farmer –let’s call him John –had been severely shaken by the attack, and with a resourcefulness worthy of a true
investigator immediately set about introducing security measures. The cattle were kept in a locked shed at night, opposite
which there was already a security light. This is set off by movement in the yard –anything bigger than a rabbit will do it.

On an adjacent barn, John installed a small webcam overlooking the yard, triggered by a simple light sensitive switch.
If the security light comes on, the webcam snaps high resolution images every two seconds, saving them directly to the
hard drive of a PC.

It keeps this up until the light switches off again (once triggered it stays on for approximately 3 minutes, unless the beam
continues to be interrupted). In the three weeks it had been in operation, it had snapped nothing but a few cats and the
odd fox. Then something much bigger paid a visit.

At 3.20am on 22 September –again, just a few hours after the second disturbance at the Burnt Fen House –John was
awoken by a loud crash. In the next few moments he was convinced he could hear something moving outside. Looking
out of all the windows towards the yard and the nearby cattle shed, he could see nothing.

But the security light was on. By now, the sounds had stopped. John headed to the PC to see what, if anything, the camera
had picked up. What he found was startling.

At exactly 3.17am, an upright figure enters the yard from the left (the drive leading to the road), triggering the security
system. Seemingly unperturbed by the security light, it stands for several seconds looking from side to side before moving
further into the yard. It stops again, dead centre, in the full beam of the light, and appears to look directly at the camera.

Then, very suddenly and swiftly, it moves off to the right, in the direction of the cattle shed and fields beyond.
When I saw these images for the first time I found it a truly chilling experience. One can only imagine how John must have
felt that night. This creature, whatever it was, had passed just yards from him only moments before.

The first thing that struck him in the silence that followed was that his dogs hadn’t barked once. He found them downstairs
in the kitchen, cowering in a corner, their ears flat against their heads. Needless to say. he did not investigate further outside
until daylight. He never did discover the source of the crash. There were no other signs of an intruder of any kind...'

There are three images I was unable to obtain from the damaged older website, but this one below I did find and is
the better of the three.



Edit: Here's another I managed to get and with a lightened version too.

[BIAD]

Remember, Hobs Lives Matter!

[BIAD]

I've never heard of this one... a weird monster or a journalistic tourism tactic?

[Ninurta]

I've never heard of this one... a weird monster or a journalistic tourism tactic?

I have heard of the Grafton Monster, but did not know very much about it. That video had a lot of information on it that I had not previously known.

West Virginia has a long and bloody history. There were a lot of "incidents" between white folks and Indians that have led some to theorize that the Indians placed a curse on the area that is still in operation.

I had one ancestor who ran a reconnaissance route as an "Indian spy" in the area of Grafton during the Revolutionary war. He walked a circular route about 60 miles long in the Tygart's Valley checking Indian paths for signs of activity, and checking in at 3 forts in the valley along his route. One of those forts was Westfall's Fort, but I can't recall the name of the other two. If he found any sign of an Indian presence on the trails, he'd high-tail it to the forts to give them warning. He was 14 years old at the time.

Another ancestor went along on the Lord Dunmore's War expedition, which culminated in the battle of Point Pleasant. One of the highlights of the route marched along the Great Kanawha River was when the scouts (still called "Indian Spies") reported in one evening that they had found a remarkable bare footprint, apparently human, that measured 14 inches long On a hillside above the river. The officer in charge duly recorded the finding in the Orderly Book, where it is still recorded, but not much known - who reads those old books anyhow? The officer chaled it up to being the footprint "of a really large Indian". That was in the fall of 1774.

After the Battle at Point Pleasant, a fort called "Fort Henry" I believe, was built at Point Pleasant. The Shawnee chief Cornstalk, and his son Elinipsico, were captured by treachery when they came to talk peace and imprisoned there at the fort. They were later both killed by some soldiers there, shot in the backs inside their prison cell. It is said that Cornstalk's Curse is still in effect there, and that it is that curse which led to the Mothman sightings at Point Pleasant. I had yet another ancestor who was stationed at the fort at the time of the killings. He was appalled at the killings of an old man and his son who had come to talk peace. That curse was probably deserved.

Later, the same ancestor who had been on the Lord Dunmore's War expedition - Adam O'Brien - was out exploring the wilderness in what is now Calhoun County, near the Clay County border. His companion at the time was Mike Fink. They were beset by Indians on the warpath. He escaped, but Fink was not so lucky. He later returned to the spot and buried Fink, along with an Indian that had been killed in the fight. Those graves are still there, fenced in and marked with headstones, and kept up.

Just across the county line, in Clay County, can be found a holler called "Booger Hole". It's called that, the story goes, because of a great hulking "Wood Booger" that lives there... what we would call today a Bigfoot. Booger Hole had a lot of tragic killings and such around the time of the Civil War, and it's still haunted to this day.

Nearly every hill and holler in the state is claimed to be haunted or occupied by some strange creature. Many of the tales were put out by moonshiners who didn't want folks snooping around. I suspect that to be the case with "haunted" Pup Run, where I got the livin' shit scared out of me as a teenager. Other tales may just be tales spun up to explain things that people couldn't explain without a tale - we saw that happen when I posted the images of that "strange rock carving" at ATS. Folks were eager to spin up all manner of fantasies to explain the rock carving... and it turned out, in the end, to just be a tar kiln.

BUT other tales in West Virginia, some of them, are well and truly strange and mysterious. Just plain unexplainable without a tale to go along with it. The Mothman is one. The Flatwoods Monster another... and so, the Grafton Monster must be included in this latter category.

There are many, many more.

I have to wonder, given the description of the Grafton Monster as having no ears nor eyes... but apparently some sort of mouth to whistle with...might it not bear some relation to that oddball you have living out in your shed?

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[BIAD]

...I have to wonder, given the description of the Grafton Monster as having no ears nor eyes... but apparently
some sort of mouth to whistle with...might it not bear some relation to that oddball you have living out in your
shed?

The muscular-side of the Grafton Monster does exclude any similarity to my lodger now enjoying the
coolness of the evening out in the garden, but I have to admit, the lack of clothes does fall well-within
BIAD's preferred parameters.

The Man-Girl can also produce a type of whistle, but this involves a hefty breeze and him squatting in
a certain manner. Whether this categorises Boy In A Dress as a creature who bungles through life
and scares the billy-be-jeezus out of folks, I'd prefer not to suggest.

[NightskyeB4Dawn]

After Ninurta posted his 'Dire Wolf/Cat'-like images that were caught on a trail-cam, I've been on the lookout
for any other indications of sightings of anything similar. On a YouTube compilation of disturbing Trail-Cam
footage, (1.23 mark), there is something similar and I managed to geta screen-grab to save checking the
video out.

It's defined as a Hybrid Cat and supposedly taken in Florida.
What do you think?

I live in the woods of Florida, and I can testify that there are some things that most people would not expect to find out here.

I have seen monkeys, armadillo, wild boar, wild turkey, peacocks, Florida mink, lynx, bobcat, panther, and blynx, and a whole lot more that I can't even identify.

I wouldn't be surprised to find out that Bigfoot even vacations here.

[NightskyeB4Dawn]

After Ninurta posted his 'Dire Wolf/Cat'-like images that were caught on a trail-cam, I've been on the lookout
for any other indications of sightings of anything similar. On a YouTube compilation of disturbing Trail-Cam
footage, (1.23 mark), there is something similar and I managed to geta screen-grab to save checking the
video out.

It's defined as a Hybrid Cat and supposedly taken in Florida.
What do you think?

I live in the woods of Florida, and I can testify that there are some things that most people would not expect to find out here.

I have seen monkeys, armadillo, wild boar, wild turkey, peacocks, Florida mink, lynx, bobcat, panther, and blynx, and a whole lot more that I can't even identify.

I wouldn't be surprised to find out that Bigfoot even vacations here.

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Why did my post from yesterday post again just now????

I did not even check this thread until it showed up on the front page.

Is my handler drinking on the job again?

If you are, have one for me.

[BIAD]

Why did my post from yesterday post again just now????

I did not even check this thread until it showed up on the front page.

Is my handler drinking on the job again?

If you are, have one for me.

Now that is weird!

[NightskyeB4Dawn]

Why did my post from yesterday post again just now????

I did not even check this thread until it showed up on the front page.

Is my handler drinking on the job again?

If you are, have one for me.

Now that is weird!

Just when I thought I was too boring and flying under the radar.

I have to laugh though. I have to be the most predictable, the most static person on the planet. Maybe they are just doing a status check or back-up.

[727Sky]

[BIAD]

...I have to laugh though. I have to be the most predictable, the most static person on the planet.
Maybe they are just doing a status check or  back-up. 

Due to my antiquated system of creating banners, I too sometimes find delays when sending chunks
of images from my laptop to my caveman computer that has Photoshop.

It could be simply a word in the title of the email or something similar that a chip in a faraway box
somewhere where it hardly rains, deems the message needs further checking. At the same time, a
geeky kid in his cubicle browses his cell-phone to see if -what he believes his a brazen brunette on
his favourite forum, has replied to his nerdy comment.

The computer chip follows its automated instructions and the email continues on its way. The young
man glances at his monitor for a moment and then goes back to his fantasy world of courting someone
he'll never actually meet.

[727Sky]