Have you ever seen an oversized animal? If so, do tell. The only caveat is that you saw it briefly, like you'd see a Sasquatch. So, it can't be a big musky you hooked and lost, but it could be a big musky you saw beside your canoe. Same with moose or whatever.

Mine was a beaversquatch. I've seen a LOT of beavers in my life, some quite close (One swam under my canoe in clear, shallow water.), but I saw one that made me think, "Is that even possible? Are my eyes lying?" I saw it on a shoreline for perhaps two seconds before it slipped into the lake. The image remains burned in my brain.

I saw a moosesquatch too. It was standing on the shoulder of the road and I thought it was a plywood cutout of a moose because no moose could be that big.

The only wild wolf I've ever seen was on the Gunflint Trail. Idk if it was oversized (nothing to compare it to) but my dad and I were both amazed by how incredibly big and quick it was. It was scary big.

In my teenage years, I distinctly remember two Musky swimming side by side past my grandparents dock. Their dock was on a clear, shallow, weedy channel on a 100 acre northern WI lake. The fish did a loop past the dock and headed back down the channel towards the opening to the lake. The smaller of the two was somewhere in the 45 inch range, and the larger one made it look small. It is still to this day one of the most amazing fish sightings I have ever witnessed.

Judging by drob’s recent posts in the exercise thread, I think he knows a few chicksquatches. Or not…

naturboy12: "In my teenage years, I distinctly remember two Musky swimming side by side past my grandparents dock. Their dock was on a clear, shallow, weedy channel on a 100 acre northern WI lake. The fish did a loop past the dock and headed back down the channel towards the opening to the lake. The smaller of the two was somewhere in the 45 inch range, and the larger one made it look small. It is still to this day one of the most amazing fish sightings I have ever witnessed. "

Oh, I wish I had been there.

When I was a little boy we were fishing on Lake Chippewa in northern WI. The boat was sitting along a floating bog and I was fishing with a minnow and sinker dropped over the side of the boat. At one point I decided to pull my minnow up to see if was still there. As I reeled it up, it was followed by a musky. The musky just sort of rose straight up and was staring at me only inches under the surface of the water. It then just kind of sank back into the depths. I am not sure how large it was, but staring an adult musky in the eye is pretty impressive especially for a little boy.

We were fishing for crappie on a northern Wi lake and saw what we thought was a human head come up in some lily pads not to far from our canoe. We thought someone was snorkeling but as we watched it moving through the pads we could see that it was a snapping turtlesquatch. We paddled over to get a closer look and couldn't believe the size of this thing. Definitely the biggest snapper I've ever seen and we've seen some big ones in the BW.

The incident that stands out for me was a gigantic black squirrel. I grew up roaming the woods and hunting. I was squirrel hunting with my cousin and uncle, when I saw a large black object in a tall, leaf bared beech tree. I asked ," what is that?" My uncle gasped, "that's a squirrel, shoot him." I aimed my rifle and missed, the squirrel came tearing down the trunk and went in a hole. We waited patiently for a 1/2 hour. It never reappeared.

The memory that is seared in my brain is a Bunnysquatch. We were camping up on Pine lake in the BWCA the first week in October. It was just daylight and my eyes were still trying focus on the sight I saw. Through the no-see-um netting on my REI tent I saw a giant Pink flash go running by. I could hear the footsteps and realized it was a bipedal as it went by. What the….I only saw it for a split second, and I was trying to figure out just what I saw. I put on my cargo pants, camo shirt and Keen shoes and unzipped the tent and climbed out. Thats when I had a second Bunnysquatch sighting. She was walking back from the latrine on he trail. It was our friends wife dressed in full length hot pink bunny pajamas, complete with feet and a trap door in back. She said these were the warmest pajamas she had, and didn’t want to be cold.

Savage Voyageur: "The memory that is seared in my brain is a Bunnysquatch. We were camping up on Pine lake in the BWCA the first week in October. It was just daylight and my eyes were still trying focus on the sight I saw. Through the no-see-um netting on my REI tent I saw a giant Pink flash go running by. I could hear the footsteps and realized it was a bipedal as it went by. What the….I only saw it for a split second, and I was trying to figure out just what I saw. I put on my cargo pants, camo shirt and Keen shoes and unzipped the tent and climbed out. Thats when I had a second Bunnysquatch sighting. She was walking back from the latrine on he trail. It was our friends wife dressed in full length hot pink bunny pajamas, complete with feet and a trap door in back. She said these were the warmest pajamas she had, and didn’t want to be cold. "

You know how people insert "LOL," even though they likely didn't. Well, I did. I literally laughed out loud.

Had a bunnysquatch experience myself on Gull Lake one time. One huge snowshoe hare kept lurking around camp, would just sit there sideways, always looking with that one eyed glance, motionless, just watching, waiting, seemingly wanting to find the perfect moment to attack with razor sharp gnashing teeth and cause havoc and mayhem with much loss of blood. That bunny creeped me out. Yuk, didn’t like that bunny. Watched a cougar saunter around for a bit once in BW, that was a big kitty. The bunnysquatch was much more frightening. Could be I watched one too many bad horror flicks in my feckless youth. Ever see Night of the Lepus…

We saw a moosesquatch while approaching a portage in the BW. First, my wife noticed some overly symmetrical branches. We stopped to look and then the moose stood up. He was huge. After a while of watching us he went back into the woods. At the portage trail we saw his awesome prints. And we were rather glad he didn’t come running down the trail while we were portaging. I’m not claiming a huge degree of moose expertise, but we were all in awe of him.

I also once saw a
Manta Raysquatch while snorkeling in Hawaii. My wife and I had kayaked over to the Capt. Cook monument on Big Island and had the marine preserve to ourselves between commercial charter boats. The ray came up out of the depths behind me. When I turned around and saw it’s mouth I became fully convinced of the relationship between rays and sharks. I was also really glad it was a ray and marveled as it swooped underneath me and back into the depths. We saw it a few more times that day. Fantastic!

Pikesquatch sighting on Lac La Croix! We were casting around in a back bay, 3-4' of water and I hear my canoe partner say "Holy F%$#,Holy F%$#,Holy F%$#,". I look back and he's pointing at an alligator-head pike coming towards our canoe. It slowly went right under the boat and was longer than the boat was wide by quite a bit. I had a small rap on my line and was casting ahead of it but it didn't pay no mind. Pretty neat to see something of that size in real life!

Had a pikesquatch moment... about 1980... paddling a creek off the Namaken River in Canada. The thing let me paddle almost right over it. When it did swim off, I sure felt it! More of a Moby moment.

Savage Voyageur: "The memory that is seared in my brain is a Bunnysquatch. We were camping up on Pine lake in the BWCA the first week in October. It was just daylight and my eyes were still trying focus on the sight I saw. Through the no-see-um netting on my REI tent I saw a giant Pink flash go running by. I could hear the footsteps and realized it was a bipedal as it went by. What the….I only saw it for a split second, and I was trying to figure out just what I saw. I put on my cargo pants, camo shirt and Keen shoes and unzipped the tent and climbed out. Thats when I had a second Bunnysquatch sighting. She was walking back from the latrine on he trail. It was our friends wife dressed in full length hot pink bunny pajamas, complete with feet and a trap door in back. She said these were the warmest pajamas she had, and didn’t want to be cold. "

You should write for the J. Peterman Catalog ;)

nctry: "Had a pikesquatch moment... about 1980... paddling a creek off the Namaken River in Canada. The thing let me paddle almost right over it. When it did swim off, I sure felt it! More of a Moby moment."

Speaking of Moby, I had a Mobymusky moment that almost shipwrecked me. I was fishing a big lake north of North of the Woods in my 14' Lund. A storm front was coming, so there was distant lightning and wind. I was fishing a surface lure when a musky porpoised beside it. I can still that fish in that black, choppy water with the night falling. It didn't strike my lure, but seeing its great, broad back hooked me, so I kept casting and casting instead of retreating to the cabin. I eventually ran out of gas in the middle of this big lake in the middle of a storm and I was being blown into a rocky shoreline, which would have been bad. I launched a flare, which a hermit in lived in a shack on the side of a cliff happened to see and he rescued me.

In a local river as a kid I saw a huge musky bobbing with his head fully out of water facing upstream floating downstream,we figured looking for baby geese because they were the size of small footballs at that time

My Moosesquatch moment comes from the year 2007. A friend and I were floating around in a small bay on Knife with a light mist falling on us. It was twilight and approaching dark. We were messing around with a few small pike but really just enjoying the quiet evening together in the peace of the Northwoods. After about 15 minutes our silence was interrupted by the sound of shredding of branches, snapping twigs, what sounded like a stampede of 20 bulls! We just looked at each other and paddled with as much stealth as possible towards the shore. It got quiet for a minute or so and then it happened all over again. The thrashing, the pounding, the crackling. It was as if a huge tank was heading directly towards us. We were just enthralled with the possibility of a Moosesquatch walking right out into the water in front of us. Then it fell silent and darkness was upon us.
We sat there for another 20 minutes in the dark just hoping but we needed to begin our short but dark paddle back to camp.
We never saw the Moosesquatch but to this day, we swear, it had to be a MASSIVE moose to make that much noise bedding down.

We never saw a branch move or any sight of the beast.

Mine was a Pikesquatch, I was probably 8 or 9 at the time and we were fishing for crappies with crappie killer jigs on a maybe 150acre lake (one of the few lakes in Minnesota considered non-meandering) my great aunt and uncle lived on it at the time. Anyway, my sister hooked a fish and it reeled in like a log, no fight at all until she got the head out and maybe 2 ft of the body out of the water, one shake and it was gone. I never swam off their dock again, that thing was massive.