Untitled Sighting

I was working at a ranch in Lake George, Colorado, that hosted the public to go on trail rides with horses. I was leading an overnight camping trip. We had set up for the night around 11:00 pm. We were all sitting around the campfire. I was telling a story about a recent trip  at the same location where me and my coworkers had heard a very loud scream that sounded like a woman being murdered.  No sooner did I finish the story that we heard the howl or scream. The husband and two boys looked at me and were not very happy. They thought I was playing a prank on them. To this day I am certain what we were hearing was a Bigfoot.