Man and Dinosaur Co-existence
Strange Creatures in Oregon: More Eyewitness Accounts
Here at s8int.com, we have no idea whether this story is true or not. However, recreational boating is not allowed at Crater Lake and has not been for some time.
This is a source of criticism of the story by some but please note that Ms. Hatcher, is relating a story that she says supposedly happened years earlier, when she lived in the Hood River Valley (near Crater Lake)as a child, I gather. Tours and scientific boating only are permitted on the lake. Maybe the strange sightings are the reason why it's closed?
Jacque Costeau thought there was something funky in another deep water lake (Lake Tahoe, 1600 feet) saying: "The world isn't ready for what was down there," the quote most commonly credited. Cousteau never released any photographs or data from the dive, adding to the mystery and legend"... SF Chronicle
The 1900 foot deep Crater Lake. Click and drag photo to resize.
Most callers to the number printed at the bottom of this column have general questions about travel. They want to know about places to vacation, estimates of cost, whether this cruise line is better than another cruise line, and the like.
There are answers for most questions, but more than one is a stumper, especially those concerning how much money a traveler should take to a place the person answering the telephone has never heard of.
Occasionally, however, a call comes in that really spices the day. It happened recently, and the person responsible is a lively lady from Albany, Georgia, named Mattie Hatcher. Mrs. Hatcher receives the News-Star at her home. She is interested in all things happening in Lehigh Acres. As you might expect, her interest starts with the fact she owns several lots in town.
However, Mrs. Hatcher’s call did not involve her real estate interests. She had read a recent column here on Oregon. It took her back to when she lived there and the day she got the scare of her life.
It happened when she and some friends were in a rowboat on Crater Lake. She learned then why Indians living in the area seldom refer to the body of water as Crater Lake. To them, it is Lost Lake. According to Mrs. Hatcher, the Indians say that monsters live there.
She believes that what the Indians say is true. Had you experienced what Mrs. Hatcher and her friends did, that day on the lake, you might become a believer as well.
Now for those inclined to think that the lady from Albany, Georgia is overly imaginative, it should be pointed out that her life has been one of strong realities. You get that way when much of experience has involved being a registered nurse and physiotherapist.
Before getting into Mrs. Hatcher’s story, a refresher about the mysterious lake. Located near the border Oregon shares with California, the lake is easily reached from Klamath Falls, one of the world’s favorite places for seeing bald eagles. Every February, the city hosts the Bald Eagle Conference, a gathering of eagle lovers from throughout the world.
Carter Lake is around 400 feet deep,(sic actually around 1900 feet deep) and the water is so clear that you can see all the way to the bottom. The beautiful lake attracts people from around the state.
When Mrs. Hatcher visited the lake, she was living in Oregon’s Hood River Valley. Folk from there often went boating on Crater Lake.
Mrs. Hatcher was looking over the side of the rowboat when she saw it and felt her heart freeze.
Others in the boat saw it too. They were as frightened by it as Mrs. Hatcher. It swam deep down in the lake, and it was unbelievably big.
“That thing must have been a block long,” she said. “I have never been so scared in my life. What we saw that day was a monster. To me, it looked like a dragon. I know why the Indians call that place Lost Lake. They say monsters live in it. I believe them. I know, because I saw one there.”
Mrs. Hatcher and her friends got to shore as fast as they could row. They told their story, but nobody really believed them. To Mrs. Hatcher, that does not matter. She knows that the story is true, because she was there.
Source: Copyright NewsPress, May 2002
We still think that a logical explanation for this animal described below is the oft described bullet head shaped pterosaur. A number of points including the shining eyes and comfort around humans is common to such reports.
Oregon Creature, August 2003
by Paul A.
It was the 4th of July, 1995. We were camping in a campground called "Moonshine Park" in Siletz, Oregon. We had arrived late in the day and all the camp sites were taken, so we ended up with a site that was somewhat remote.
We could not really see any other campers from our site. We were camped at a site on a cliff overlooking the Siletz River; from the cliff you could look down into the water and see solid rock that formed the riverbed at that section of the river. The water in the Siletz is very clear.
After it got dark, we noticed the sound of snapping branches, very loud, but paid it no mind. About 9 o'clock that night, we decided to go to bed.
I went up to the bathrooms about 1/4 mile from our site. As I was coming back, my wife was at the cliff with a flashlight shining it into the river.
When I got down to her, I could hear her saying, "What is that? What is that?" I went over to the cliff with my flashlight and looked down.
When I shined my light into the river, I saw a thing that was shaped like a person: two arms, two legs, but it had claws with three fingers on each claw.
It was floating in the river on the rocks. It was at the shore moving away from us very slowly. At this point it looked up at us in a very casual way.
When it looked at us, I could see its eyes. They covered about half its head, which was shaped like a bullet - tapered up to a point in the back. Its eyes reflected back the light from the flashlight like a cat's eyes would.
Now both my wife and I are asking each other, "What the h___ is that thing?" It's body was covered in short brown hair, with wisps of hair on the top of the head. So at this point we got really scared.
What absolutely scared me was it had no fear of us. We went and slept in our truck that night because we were to tired to drive three hours back home.
We could hear a camper’s dog barking like crazy all night. When we looked in the morning it was of course gone.