We heard the footsteps of something running after us. So Tony and I made a run back to the truck with the half dead bodies of Cody and John. I knew Tony always had some Navajo mountain tobacco or blessing cedar to protect us from the skinwalkers, but he didn't have either of them. We got the chills that raced up our back. This all happened in about three seconds. Then we heard it again, but on our right then our left, then in front of us, then behind us. Then we heard some scrambling noise in the bushes near by. We knew what we had to do, but we didn't know if there was only one or few more.
We have experienced encounters before, but not like this, or at least not with us out here in the open. We have heard stories about these "skinwalkers" (or Yana glooshi). They were on the ground, almost shivering, and their eyes wide open, Tony and I thought about the worst that could happen. We could barely see where we were going.Īfter about 10 minutes, we finally found them.
The only light we had was the moonlight, which kept coming in and out of the clouds. We started walking out into the dark looking for them. He called them once more, but no one yelled back. Usually, they would tell him, "Zhoo' yea' " (a "calm down " joke in Navajo language). Tony yelled to them and told them to stop that. Then we heard the sound again, this time it was a harder hit. Then we went back to where the cows were. They all said "no." I kind of got the chills. When they got back to the truck, I asked them if they threw rocks at the windmill. I got out of the truck and yelled for the guys to stop doing that. So I kept on work and looking for the problem. I thought it was just the guys throwing rocks to scare the cows. Suddenly, a sound so loud that I jumped up. While they were out there, I was trying to figure out what was wrong with the truck. Tony wanted to go and mess around with the cows, and so did John and Cody. I tried and tried to start the truck, I even looked under the hood to check if any thing was out of place.
#Skim walker professional#
(John is a professional sheepherder.) Then we all got back in to the truck. We were walking around looking at the local cows. We started the water and waited for it to fill the barrel. John and Cody were sitting in the back seat. Tony was driving I was on the passenger seat. We are the Navajo Tribe people, getting water for the livestock in Sun Rise Arizona. One rainy night in the middle of May, 2003, my friends and I were hanging out at around 9:00 p.m.
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