Location: Acacia Hills, Humtpy Doo - Northern Territory
Event: Possible Yowie Encounter
Date: 1998
Time: Night
[Male Witness aged around 13 years old at the time, and 36 at time of interview]
Acacia Hills NT.
I used to live around the corner from that lady that had the encounter in Acacia Hills (Katrina Tucker), in the Territory. It was only months before her incident that my dog was taken.
I'm quite sure it was around the second term of school.
There was a noise one night, and the dogs were screaming. They were going off their heads, screaming, they weren't barking, they were screaming. It wasn't a bark, it was like a screeching noise. They never make that noise.
Then I heard this other noise they were barking at.
We lived in an elevated house, with concrete underneath, and half of it was dad's workshop, and the other half you could sit under and what not. Cheeky my dog, she was nearest the bottom of the stairs.
The other dog was a larger blue heeler named Tiki, and he was tied up around the corner in the workshop area behind metal cabinets.
I got out of bed and walked out into the hallway and knocked on mum and dad's door, but no one would wake, and no one else would wake up. I was banging on the door, I was calling both dad and mum. Dad would get the shits sometimes when you wake him up at night, so I didn't want to keep bashing on the door.
The screams were so loud, and the only thing I could closely relate this noise to would be like a boar, a big boar when it lets out a big roar.
My bedroom windows vibrated, and I couldn't understand why no one else was waking up with all this noise, it was so loud.
I was so scared, I was too scared to go down and flick the light on. I didn't know where Dad's torch was, and it was the only torch in the house.
I just got back in bed and I pulled the covers over my head.
I'll never forget when I came down in the morning. I got up in the morning, before everyone else and I ran downstairs and it was just the chain and the collar left there.
I don't know. I was pretty concerned because I loved my dog. I grew up on the cattle station with that dog before we were in Darwin.
The roar was bigger than a boar and there was more than one. There were bursts of continuous roars and when one would run out of breath, the other one would be going. It was f**king scary.
Boars don't hunt dogs.
I got to my mate's house after high school and heard my Dad found the dog. I ran out soon as I could, and got to Howard Springs, and I phoned straight away. Mum was was crying. And she's like, no, dad found her love, um, she was ripped to pieces.
It wasn't like a dingo attacked him or anything like that. And there's nothing really around the world that could have done that. She was ripped into pieces.
We lived on a 360 acre block on Guys Creek Road. Dad found her right up on the ridge.
[other dog was ok, because it was separated by a wall of cupboards under the house].
There are no roads or anything else beyond the back of our land. Only bush tracks.
Bathurst, NSW
I was working in the mines, at Pine Creek, crushing iron ore.
I was an adult, I think I was 24 at this time. One of my workmates, his name was Gary Noble, and he was an old miner. He was about 62 or 63.
We were really good mates. We were just talking about it one day, and when everyone else walked away, Gary says, oh, you know, I saw one of them.
He said he was down the back of Bathurst, Roo Shooting with a bunch of mates in two vehicles. They were on their way home at night, and pulled over on the side of the road to get a beer out the back or something like that.
He said this thing was to the rear of the vehicles, and just walked out from one side of the road and straight across in front of him. Gary grabbed a Hornet Rifle straight off the back seat and he said he lined it up.
He said as he's lining it up as it was coming off the road and said it stopped and turned.
He imitated it and showed me how it turned. It turned and looked over with his shoulders shrugged over. He said it just stood there looking at him, then kept walking. He said he didn't really want to shoot it then, and didn't know why he grabbed the gun.
Humpty Doo, NT
I had an encounter at Humpty Doo, of all places. This is another one that took me a while to come to a conclusion.
It was pretty dark. Only filtered light coming through this little bit of bush.
I was staying at the Humpty Dumpty Cowher Empire apartments in a unit and was walking from the Woolworths with my missus and our dog. There's this little bush area between the Servo and the Woolworths. It's just a tiny little strip of bush, probably about 300 meters 600 meters.
We were on the dirt track straight through the back of this, um, caravan park. I got about two thirds of the way through, and then, we startled something.
It sounded like a scrub bull on two feet.
I can identify anything walking in the bush and in the dark. I've hunted for years, pig hunted for years in the bush. I've got no problem telling you what anything is running or walking.
This thing was massive. It ran smashing into sapling trees, and some bigger than saplings. It was breaking things.
My dog had the same look on its face as me. We just paused and looked. I had my phone light on and I pointed it down at the dog, and she just froze.
This thing had both of us frozen. It was about 10 or 15m away.
It went from there to the Arnhem Highway, where it hit the tar, and I lost sound of it in three seconds. The fastest thing I've ever heard, and it was massive. It was so loud when it was hitting the trees, it was, snapping and cracking shit. It was hitting it that hard.
The footsteps going at the same time, but they were far apart, like the steps were far apart. You could hear the impact of the feet. Like when a big bull and it takes off, you can feel the thumps through the ground. But this was on two feet.
Heaps of things come in to feed on mangoes, even pigs and you get the occasional boars in there.
It’s the Blackfellas land out there. We've been followed by lights out there for half the night sometimes, at the ground level, it looked like a torchlight. We'd take off on the four wheeler and zigzag through the bush and then turn it off and sit and wait, then just silence and then you keep going and stop and then it'll turn up again.
Theres also stories of Devil Dogs and other weird creatures out there. Giant black Wolves with glowing red eyes.
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