The Turtle Lake Monster is an alleged cryptid inhabiting Turtle Lake, in West Central Saskatchewan Canada. The Monster is usually described as a creature 3–9 metres long, scaly, with no dorsal fin and a head resembling a dog, a "sea horse" or pig. Natives are said to be nervous about the attention the Monster might bring and say its simply a massive Sturgeon that left his home and lives in Turtle Lake. About once a year someone claims to have had an encounter the beast. Reports date back to pre-settlement days when the local Cree had a legend about people who ventured into the monster's territory vanishing without a trace. There is speculation that the Monster sightings may be attributed to sightings of an unusually large lake sturgeon, or a relict population of prehistoric plesiosaurs.
Ben Blatz suggests a theory: millions of years ago when Saskatchewan was covered by a prehistoric sea, there lived a variety of dinosaurs, including one called plesiosaur. A few plesiosaurs adapted and survived in Turtle Lake. One of their descendants is responsible for frightening the boaters.
There was also a report of man seeing the creature while on the Lake with his grandson and daughter. They say they saw the Monster about 12 metres away, saying "Its head came up, its back came up and it sort of rolled over we never saw the tail and its head looked like a seahorse."
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