Originally posted by mrwupy
Here is a link from a pod thread started by Zedd. In the first podcast is Zedd talking about his encounter with a Bigfoot, a few posts down you will find my podcast about my encounter.

The Zedd show 03

I believe Majic had an encounter as well, but I could be wrong. These things were discussed awhile back.

I hope this is what you are looking for,

wupy

A friend of mine's house backs onto a reserve in which strange stuff has been happening for years, it is a local urban legend if you want to call it that. It is a few hectares of bushland surrounding a billabong (Australian slang for small murky lake) and i really don't know why developers hadn't baught it up and destroyed it yet. Pets dissapear regularly from the houses surrounding it, and the wildlife and herritage mob find dead kangaroos (mutilated sometimes) in and around the reserve when they do their inspections also.

One night about 11:30 pm a mate and i were walking back from town (went for a food run because we ate everything back at his place haha) and we came to the far side of the reserve out the back of his house. Anyway, a small dirt track (and i mean small, like a metre wide then you hit a green bush wall on both sides) goes through it from the town side for about 2km, and comes out about a street away from where he lives, and it was late and we decieded to take the track to save time going around the reserve.

He was telling me about all the strange noises he hears at night from inside the reserve, like gutteral yelling sounds (could be put down to Koalas i guess), scratching on his fence and cries of animals in pain etc etc and that really got me on my nerves as it was already. About halfway down the track we heard something moving through the bush on our right side, but had no hope of seeing it. We stopped, and it stopped aswell. We kept going and the sound came back, a mild crashing noise, probably about 20 or 30 metres away just keeping pace with us. Then the smell hit. A rotten smell of death basically, like you would smell if you left roadkill through your house. That was enough for us and we made a runner down the track, the noise effortlessly keeping pace until at one point it sounded right behind us, my mate was infront of me and looked over his shoulder. I'd never seen a more scared face in my entire life, so i looked back aswell and what i can only describe as at least a fridge-size thing covered in fur was coming down the path at about 30 metres behind us. As you can guess we both let out screams and ran twice as hard until we made it to the street. We ran accross the road to the closest streetlight and stood under it to catch our breath, watching the bush. We saw whatever it was stop at the edge of the bush on the track and wait for a few minutes, then it turned and went back in.

We made it back to my mates house and spent the entire night awake listening to make sure we were safe. It was the scariest night of my life... and as you can guess we havn't been back in there since. Still see the odd article in the local paper about animals dying and going missing.