I'm a 15-year veteran of the Canadian Armed Forces and I've been deployed overseas several times.

I've been shot at and I've been stabbed once.

I don't get shaken easily in high-stressed situations and I'm not prone to panic. On top of this, I've been

camping since I was nine years old and by 15 I was solo camping for extensive periods and all seasons.

I've camped in every season and I've had many encounters with wildlife. I'm telling you all this to give you a reference to not only

my credibility and experience, but also my ability to keep calm under pressure. And I've told very

few people of the events that I'm about to tell you. And in telling you, I really want to keep what

I can in my career.

I'm like most who share their encounters with others.

I've been ridiculed and I've been called a liar.

This has made me hesitant to tell my story.

But with that said, you come across as a straightforward man who thinks critically, but you also give people the benefit of

the doubt, which even as a skeptic, still provokes trust.

I've been going to this same property in Tamagami, Ontario for 25 years.

This is a large acreage that backs on to Crown land that was owned by my late

great-grandfather.

There's a lake on this property that I've enjoyed for not only its peace and quiet, but

its beauty.

On October the 9th, 2020, I traveled here for a one-week camping trip before the winter

set in. I come here twice a year,

but this year due to COVID I didn't get a chance to go until October. I arrived early in the

day and I unlocked the gate and I drove in on the two-kilometer old logging road to its end

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