Its collab time once again and we have another great subject covered in depth by Ryan Tremblay,
Ryan wrote the Wendigo story I looked at a few videos ago, and is back with a cryptid
related to the Bigfoot.
This Sasquatch cousin is a little different to its kin, a lot more violent and feared
by those that know of its existence.
This creature is known as Ge’nos’kwa Let’s take a look.
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When one thinks of Sasquatch, We often think of a shy, elusive beast.
But what of the subspecies?
Ranging from the Gugwe'--the alleged 'face eaters', The Skunk Ape--A bipedal Ape-like
creature said to lurk in the wetlands of the Florida region.
Today, we focus on a variety of Sasquatch spoken of in legend and lore.
The Genoskwa.
Within the far flung regions of North America, lives a creature of nightmare.
A beast of savagery.
Sometimes referred to as the 'Wendigo', The Genoskwa is a subspecies of Sasquatch mentioned
in Native American folklore as the "Stone Giant Man".
In Iroquois legend, this hairy hominid was known as "ot ne yar hed" or "ot ne yar heh",
which also translates to "Stone Giant" or "Stone coat".
It is reported as Sasquatch's larger, bulkier and more aggressive cousin.
It has rock hard skin, and they twist the heads of their victims until they are decapitated.
It is also known to throw rocks at people.
They are said to be much more aggressive than most other Sasquatch and appear to be very
violent and territorial.
Though the Genoskwa has a remarkable different temperament as opposed to its cousin, The
Sasquatch, the two do share very similar physical traits.
Eyewitnesses have described the Genoskwa as a hairy giant its fur ranging from Black to
Brown to shades of gray with a frightening simian like face with large fangs built to
render flesh.
The skin often takes on an armor-like appearance, making the Genoskwa appear to be built from
stone.
There is often an odor associated with the Genoskwa; an odor that is the combination
of a Skunk and a rotting corpse.
The origin of this odor could be two things.
The first being secretions found in the folds of the creatures skin and the other from the
armpits of the beast itself.
When threatened, the Genoskwa exude a noxious odor from their body just as gorillas are
known to do.
It is believed that the Genoskwa live underground.
As a nocturnal creature, it emerges only at night.
With hidden entrances and exits placed all over the forests, The Genoskwa lies in wait.
When a Genoskwa ceases a victim, it is dragged back to the Genoskwa's lair never to be found
again.
It is said that the Genoskwa reached heights ranging from 8 to11 feet tall with fangs and
claws made to tear flesh.
According to legend, the Genoskwa would twist the heads of their victims clean from their
bodies.
Known to be cunning and efficient hunters, The Genoskwa have often been labeled as 'Wendigo'
due to their affinity for devouring human beings.
These 'stone giants' were said to raid the homes and villages of the earlier settlers.
Abducting men, women and children for the sole purpose of devouring them.
With stone carved arrowheads proving to be useless against the stone armor of the Genoskwa,
the people of the land were stricken with fear.
Much of the modern lore suggests that the Genoskwa exist to this day though after the
post-Columbus discovery of America, sightings and attacks began to dwindle in number.
It is speculated that the applique armor with which the Genoskwa covered themselves was
no longer effective against the match lock and flint lock rifles used by early settlers.
It's possible that with the advent of firearms and steel, a large number of the Genoskwa
population was eliminated as the playing field was leveled.
However, though the sightings might have decreased, People still have sightings and encounters
with the Genoskwa to this day.
For hikers roaming the forests of North America, encounters with the Genoskwa are becoming
more commonplace.
For those who come face to face with the bloodthirsty Genoskwa, the results can be devastating.
With the advent of modern technology and the increase of encroachment into forested terrain,
the number of encounters with the Genoskwa are beginning to rise.
This tale was told to Howard when he was a boy by his father a French Canadian fur trapper,
from when he worked the area north east of Huntsville Ontario as a boy before Algonquin
Park was a managed area.
At that time the lumber trade was very active in the area.
Leading to an influx of hunters and fishermen whom used the logging roads to gain greater
access to the deep wilderness areas.
A father and son from Chicago Illinois, by the family name of Sears on a hunting trip
for moose in the greater Mattawa river region.
Guided by an Algonquin Indian / French Canadian Guide, Little Jack.
(Probably a nick name).
little Jack had some reputation in the region and was known for putting hunters onto large
moose and was much sought after, having made a name for himself guiding Rich tourist and
visiting politicians from across Canada and the United States.
The year was 1894, the exact location was a lake (name withheld).
Season October, Rutting season for moose.
The best time to hunt Bull Moose, which congregate at that time of year to battle for dominance
in the mating season.
The hunters and guide paddled the main trunk of the Mattawa River along the Ontario – Quebec
border Taking a branch creek north into Quebec.
On this two day trip many moose were seen but the Sears where looking for a true trophy
and pressed Little Jack to take them deeper into the wild region.
With hesitation Little Jack agreed to take them to a lake he knew of but explained to
them that they would stay only in that area during daylight hours and would be departing
by mid-day as he had fears of some large beast that was reputed to frequent the area.
The Sears took as superstition and largely discounted Little Jacks warnings.
On arriving at the lake Little Jack, laid down the ground rules for the days hunt.
He instructed the Sears to stay on the south side of the lake and placed the father in
a thicket overlooking a clearing that was bordered by the lake.
The son was to canoe along the lake to the east and set up his hunting blind along a
marsh area.
Both men promised they would not cross the lake which was not wide at that point and
the guide would go between the two men frequently.
Little Jack was nervous and spent a great deal of time that morning being sure his charges
were staying in their assigned hunting spots.
At about noon Little Jack told Mr. Sears senior to begin to get ready to leave promising to
bring them back early the next morning.
Then began to turn to leave but Mr. Sears Senior then pointed out to the lake.
Little Jack turned to see young Mr. Sears paddling across the lake already very close
to the other side.
Little Jack began to run yelling and waving trying to get young Mr. Sears to turn around
but the young man either did not hear him or chose to ignore him.
It was at this time Mr. Sears Senior notices a large shape moving in the tree line along
the shore of the opposite side of the lake.
Thinking it was a moose he called out to little Jack whom at this point was about to land
his canoe.
Little Jack was frantic and turned to tell Mr. Sears Senior to remain silent.
Getting into the Canoe little Jack began to paddle as quickly as possible.
But by this time Young Mr. Sears was already landing and pulling his canoe up onto the
opposing shore line.
Little Jack again tried to call young Mr. Sears back but the young man ignored his calls
and walked into the woods.
In the time it took for little Jack to cross the lake he heard the sounds of young Mr.
Sears rifle as several shots were fired followed by silence for a moment.
As Little Jack was about to land his Canoe.
Young Mr. Sears came running out of the tree line as if being pursued.
Little Jack had no time to land his Canoe but raised his own rifle firing to shoot whatever
might be chasing young Mr. Sears.
A large upright hair covered beast emerged from the tree line after young Mr. Sears.
In a few short steps the beast was upon young Mr. Sears and the beast reportedly decapitated
the young man by grabbing him by the upper torso from behind and then with its other
hand simply twisted the young man’s head off.
Little Jack emptied his gun at the beast, but the beast did not fall instead it carried
the body of Young Mr. Sears back into the woods dragging the body by a leg and carrying
the young man’s head in his other hand.
Little jack having no more ammunition returned to Mr. Sears Senior.
It is reported that Mr. Sears Senior insisted on going after the beast having witnessed
the entire event from his vantage point on the opposing side of the lake.
But Little Jack refused and almost had to drag the distraught Father away from the area.
When having reached they’re camp at the Mattawa river Little Jack insisted they pack
and paddle to the nearest settlement which they reached by the following morning.
It was reported to a local constable whom led a search party that included both little
Jack and Mr. Sears Senior and several loggers and woodsmen to the lake where they searched
for several days finding only Young Mr. Sears broken rifle and a short trail of blood.
It is reported that the searchers all heard beastly screams and howls on those nights
the search would be suspended due to the coming of darkness and eventually they all gave up
in fear as each night the screams and howls seemed to be closer to their camp.
Aftermath: Little Jack moved to the Huntsville area after that trip his reputation ruined,
he made his living trapping and fishing and was said to have become an alcoholic, drinking
away his money when he had any and living off land but never too far from town.”
What do you think is there a violent version of Bigfoot out there?
Do you have any stories about the Genoskwa?
Let me know in the comments below.