Untitled Sighting

THE YEAR WAS 1966,  I WAS 16, FOUR BUDS AND I WERE OUT CRUSIN, ALL OF US SURFERS, NO BOOZE, NO DRUGS. IT WAS A CLEAR NIGHT. WE ENDED UP AT ALAIRE(?) STATE PARK IN NEW JERSEY. HAD NO IDEAR WHERE WE WERE.  WE HEARD SOMETHING SCREECH. WE TURNED AROUND, MADE A "K" TURN AND HIT A DITCH. THE HEADLIGHTS WERE ON A REDISH BROWN REALY REALY (8-9FT TALL)BIG MANTHING.  I HAD NEVER HEARD OF BIGFOOT. YEARS LATER I REALISED WHAT IT WAS.  EVEN NOW WRITING THIS I GET GOOSE BUMPS. I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS.  HE SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ALL OF US.