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| Muchalat Harry |
This occurred in 1928 to a man named
Muchalat Harry, a Native American of the Nootka tribe, on Vancouver Island in
British Columbia. Harry was a trapper heading for the Conuma River to collect
some beaver pelts when he was attacked.
According to his report, one night he
found himself being scooped up and bundled in his own blankets by a large hairy
creature, roughly about 8 foot tall. He estimated that he had been carried two
to three miles. When he was dropped out of his blanket, he found himself
surrounded by close to twenty of the creatures, men, women and children. The
area seemed to be a makeshift campsite (no fire) littered with large bones. He
became terrified that the creatures were going to eat him.
But that didn’t happen. Instead they
seemed fascinated by this strange little man, so similar to themselves. A few
came forward pulling gently at his clothing, what they must have assumed was
his skin. To their amazement they found it loose. Several children also
nervously crept up and sniffed at him. All this time Harry remained motionless
and by late afternoon most of the tribe had grown bored with him and departed,
presumably to hunt or gather food. 
Left by himself, Harry jumped up and
bolted for the woods. He admitted later that the creatures did not follow him,
but he was in a panic state and actually ran past his own camp, continuing on
for a dozen more miles until he reached his hidden canoe. He then paddled the
45 miles downriver to Nootka. He arrived there torn, nearly frozen, and uttering
wild cries. 
He was eventually nursed back to
health, where he told his tale to some brothers in a nearby Benedictine mission
and gave up his profession of trapping. Rarely even stepping out his own
village.
For more weirdness try Across the Wounded Galaxy by Rex Hurst
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