An Unusual Pair…

An unusual pair to be sure

Creatures of the night

One howling at the moon

One staying out of sight

Both on the hunt

Both need their feast

One is silence and stealth

The other a beast

A howl a roar

The hunt has begun

They will chase their prey

To the dawn of the day

Coming to a careful peace

To work together and each one eats

One loves the bones

Not just the meat

Pounding feet on the ground

A wild man and his hound

Freedom, fur and fear

Flesh is starting to tear

The meal is fresh

The frenzy of food is complete

The truce is coming to the end

Because they are enemies not friends

They have their territories to defend

But as they separate they have just one look back

They may not realize it yet but they two are a pack…

Bigfoot on the Bayou…

I was scrolling through Reddit on this cold Monday morning and cam across two posts I thought you would like to read…enjoy with your coffee, and stay warm…

First up this gem of a pic that’s been making the rounds..

They are definitely creepy, whatever they are, but is it real? Is it Bigfoot? Technology is both out friend and enemy right now. The technology helps us in our legitimate research, but has also become a playground for hoaxers and scammers. So I’m going with a fake here. What do you think?

Next up, someone shared their encounter on the Reddit Bigfoot Sub and I do believe this is a real encounter. When you’re in the forest weird things happen and I believe people have these encounters when they least expect it, sometimes it changes their lives…

Bigfoot in the Bayou

“First off let me begin by saying that I’m by no means qualified in any way to definitely say what I saw was a Cryptid. I’m just a guy that likes to camp and enjoy the outdoors. That being said; what I saw in March 2020 still has me scratching my head and wondering if what I saw was real or not. Last year as soon as the weather started getting better I began to go out and camp more. I use the camper shell on the back of my truck that I’ve built a bed frame and cabinets in. For reference my truck is very big. The roof stands approx 8 foot off the ground. She gets me where I need to go. On the night in question I drove out to one of my favorite secluded south Louisiana camping spots. My cousin and I planned to just build a campfire and catch up as I’d just gotten back from a month long job. That night we settled into the beds in the back of my truck. I have 2 beds shaped like an L and the one in the front allows a view out of the rear of the camper shell. At about 11 we were just talking and watching videos or whatnot and suddenly my cousin looks toward the back and his eyes widen. The next thing that happens is a loud SLAP on the roof of my truck. I sat frozen in shock and fear as it began to register what was going on. This primal sense of fear overtook me. I’ve been robbed at gunpoint in a shady part of town but that was nowhere near the amount of sheer adrenaline and fear pumping through my veins when I realized that something very big was out there. I grabbed my flashlight and swooped it across the bushes just in time to see a dark shape slide into the brush. I couldn’t tell if it was on 2 legs because of the height of the brush but it sure loped and move like a bipedal as well as being at least 6.5 feet. The spot I was at was very secluded as well. It was about 2 miles from the nearest house on a dear hunting lease full of new growth brush that was so thick you couldn’t even walk through. I’m not sure what I saw that night but it has opened my mind for sure. I don’t know if I ever want to encounter one again.”

I’m sure he doesn’t, but I hope he doesn’t stop doing what he loves…

Have a great Monday…

The Black Shuck

The Black Shuck, Shuck coming from the old English word for devil or fiend and is essentially considered a nocturnal specter from the folklore of the British Isles.

It was first recorded in print in a 1850, journal titled the Notes and Queries which describes “Shuck the Dog-fiend”; “This phantom I have heard many persons in East Norfolk, and even Cambridgeshire, describe as having seen as a black shaggy dog, with fiery eyes and of immense size, and who visits churchyards at midnight.”

It’s appearance was regarded as a portent of death, it is generally supposed to be larger than a physical dog with glowing eyes, it is often associated with electrical storms, crossroads, places of execution and ancient pathways.

Black dogs are almost universally thought of as malevolent, although few are held to be directly harmful. However this witnesses sighting believes if not for the Shuck, he may not be here now.

“ I saw one and it was no dog and definitely not a wolf because no wolves live anywhere near me,it looked just like this drawing, other then the eye shape and no dog or wolf could vanish like that in thin air. If you read other legends they are protectors of children and women… if there a warning of death, why warn you if you cant change it…..? because the secound I saw it a car sped past me by an inch (the driver told me to go ahead to cross, you know the drivers who only move when you start crossing) if I didnt stop to stare at that black shuck for those few seconds, then I would have stepped out and been run over or at least my foot, I belive it was a shuck that saved me”

One of its earliest encounters comes from an incident at the Peterborough Abbey. It was recorded in 1127 and one of its most notable ones is an appearance is at the churches of Bungay and Blythbourgh in Suffolk on August 4th 1577. The Black Shuck was said to have burst in through the doors of the church, it sounded like a clap of thunder. It ran past a large congregation, killing a man and boy and causing the church steeple to collapse through the roof. As the dog left, he left scorch marks on the north door which can be seen at the church to this day.

I’m not sure about Black Shucks motives here, but black dogs seen in church yards is thought to be to guard the church from an evil befalling it, and some churches were said to bury a black dog alive on the corners of its property for that reason. So guardians and protectors or evil hell hounds and portent of doom probably depended on when and where you saw them and it’s appearance but either way I’m not messing with any black dogs I’m England…

So, what are my thoughts on the Shuck? Well in history black animals have had some mystical beliefs surround them, ravens, black cats, etc. so I can imagine they would be afraid of a black dog wandering in a church yard or cemetery as well. We still to this day are superstitious about black cats. And as for wether or not it could be a spectral? Since I lived in a haunted house for 20 years I can believe a ghostly dog may roam about.

There is a lot of energy, good and bad floating around this planet It’s not hard to believe it is possible to manifest itself in different ways. Who knows? There have been many witnesses to keep this lore alive through generations to come…

Some of the information sourced from the following:

Wikipedia, Deviant Art, Pinterest, Daily Mail, google

Trees Or Not Two Trees…

What do you see when you look at this picture, and where the arrows are directing you where to look? Don’t answer yet! Now read the following sighting report below , then look again.

David Arceneaux said he felt a chill as he looked across Block Bayou at a line of trees about 100 yards away.

“I’m not crazy. I don’t do drugs and I’m not a drinker,” Arceneaux said before telling his tale of seeing not one but two Bigfoot-like creatures huddled together one December morning.

The Nederland, Texas, native visits Oak Bluff Cemetery about once a month to clean the graves of a friend and a cousin, something he has done for years without incident. But on an overcast, windless day, Arceneaux said he got the fright of his life.

“I heard a blood-curdling scream and a lady nearby asked me if I was OK. I told her it wasn’t me,” Arceneaux said. “We walked over to the water and looked to the left then straight ahead.”

He said what he saw next amazed him. Two Bigfoot-like creatures who had been throwing rocks in the water looked across at him and the unknown female. One was standing next to a tree, arms around the trunk and the other was squatted down. As the second creature rose from the crouching position Arceneaux estimated the creature was about eight-foot tall. So he snapped a photo with his phone, he said.

“All of a sudden they started walking then running through the woods,” he said of the bipedal creatures. “When they began to run, the lady said ‘I’m leaving’ and left. I stayed a few more seconds and then thought there may be a way for them to cross here so I left, scared.”

Arceneaux said he could see the face of the creature “clear as day.” There was hair from the mouth down like a man and when the creature turned he could see hair hanging down its arm.”

Now go back again and look at the picture. Do you see anything different? Did you opinion on the picture change at all when you looked again?

For some, your opinion probably didn’t change, but for others? Well they may have seen two Bigfoot standing under those arrows (Arrows were already there). The reason I put you all through that little exercise is because, when you’re in that situation and have had an encounter that overwhelming you are likely to see Bigfoot because it’s on your mind at the time and likely always on your mind. I haven’t had that experience yet I admit, but I would imagine it’s pretty traumatizing and that I would probably see Bigfoot in my toast as well.

So although my opinion of the above is trees, it does not mean he’s faking the picture or trying to hoax you etc. He may actually see Bigfoot in that picture. He was there we were not. When you’re in that situation you have a completely different perspective. It’s funny, most all agree Bigfoot can most likely blend well into his environment and that, that is why he is able remain elusive and disappear back into the forest a second, but yet if someone shows a possible example of that, we all yell trees!

The purpose of writing this post was to explain that when you are in the woods vulnerable and you see this creature I think you could get a form of PTSD from it and everything you see then comes up Bigfoot.

So when we analyze these kinds of hinky questionable looking photos on the internet let that person down with respect. Don’t always believe they are hoaxing you from the start, because you never truly know. If they believe it’s actually Bigfoot then they are not trying to hoax. So when you get ready to type “trees”, type kindly, we will never truly know what they thinking because we weren’t there, and just because you’re being kind with your comments and reviews it doesn’t mean you accept their picture as Bigfoot it just means you have class…

Disclaimer:

Although I believe in my opinion, that the above picture looks like trees, it does not mean I don’t believe he had an encounter or that He doesn’t believe those are Bigfoot In that picture…

Above excerpt of encounter from:

https://www.tribdem.com/news/man-claims-he-saw-2-bigfoot-like-creatures/article_dfe3a245-c614-5057-81fa-70077ae0a17f.html

Fire on the Mountain 🔥🔥🔥

I thought while I had a second on this beautiful snowy New England day I’d share one of my ridiculous camping, what not to do memories. Well ones that are funny now anyway, maybe not funny then. But my first few times camping without family in my teens were something, so here’s the first…more to come.

I have always been an outdoors girl. When I was little I was out dawn till dusk, later if I could get away with it, (I didn’t really my mother definitely had the sight) but I had been outdoors enough to convince my parents to camp on my friends land. He had acres of beautiful land. We camped every weekend.

So when I asked to camp away in the mountains of Maine , and she knew many friends would be there she said yes. Another friend of mine took care of a ski lodge in the summer months so my friend and I went up to camp. There was a clam bake that day sending the beautiful food smells on up to the bears hanging out up there. But because we were young (and stupid) we decided to sleep in a tent outside in the beautiful night air and not inside the lodge. (Again, I refer you to stupid).

When nightfall and the fire was all out and everything was quiet we heard some loud noises, things banging etc, and I knew, knew it had to be a bear.

A few minutes later all four of us in the tent saw the typical shadow of a big bear fall on the tent. And mind you, the bear could have been small but a shadow makes it look huge! We realized too, one of us brought the food cooler into the tent (Stupid as above).

So we needed a plan, so our friend pulled out his knife, cut out the back of the tent, and we all ran into the lodge like our ass was on fire. It didn’t follow, but them it didn’t need to, we pushed the cooler to him before we ran. He was able to enjoy some steak and eggs.

We survived the bear and learned to actually do what the camping guide said to do. Don’t put your food where you sleep. Hang it from the tree.

Sleep in the damn lodge next year.

Needless to say when I got home I just said it was a totally awesome time, years later I did tell her about the bear. She wasn’t amused…

If you have a funny camping tale I’d love to share it. You can message me here or send your funny tale to sasysquatchgirl@gmail.com…

Bigfoot..The Conspiracy

I was able to carve out some time to catch another Bigfoot movie this month so I picked Bigfoot…The Conspiracy. I normally never look at descriptions or reviews before I watch and review, but I admit I did cheat this time and peak at others reviews on Amazon.

The reviews were as expected from hate to enjoy but I fall to enjoy here on their scale. One reviewer said they obviously didn’t do any research because they had Bigfoot’s behavior all wrong and another said they definitely did their homework because their behavior was portrayed straight on. I literally have no idea what to say other than one of those reviewers obviously doesn’t know anything about Bigfoot. Just saying. After you see it you can choose which one you agree with.

So I put on the movie waiting to see how well the big guy ways were portrayed. I found that they definitely did some research. I mean they filmed a sequence in a Bigfoot Museum with the lead trying to do some research, so you know they did some and that scene was letting the viewers know they did.

The synopsis of the movie was that a retired Border Patrol agent went to see his In Laws to visit with his wife and is told how animals are going missing and they are hearing weird howling at night etc. so he offers to go check it all out. Now that’s one of storylines happening here. There also appears to be a shadow government experiment conspiracy happening here as well. That’s were it gets a little confusing for me. I’m not a hundred percent sure I understood what was happening with that. But it didn’t ruin the movie for me, or the ending and I’m not going to spill all the beans and ruin the movie for you.

Overall I liked this movie. I’m a huge fan of indie, as most Bigfoot movies are these days. This was another good one for me. The Big Guys costume I was not able to get a full on look at because his appearances were more shadows and subtle but it worked. Was it the best acting in the world? No, but it worked. I recommend watching it if you’re a Bigfoot enthusiast and as I always say never just go by a review you read, you should always see it for yourself because we don’t all have the same taste in films. But if you like Bigfoot I’m pretty sure you will enjoy the movie.

Let me know some of your thought about it…

Trailer for Bigfoot…The Conspiracy

https://youtu.be/XFur_IiJsjg

Soul Weave

My soul is weaved around the trees

My dreams are sprouting in the leaves

I hope my life can always be like this beautiful scene

If the time comes that I ever have to look away

I will have no more words to say

I’ll be glad for all the years I was given out here to play

Till that times come I’ll try to also weave my heart

Through the path to give you your place to start

Then it will be you turn play

See the sun poke through the trees each day

And when it’s your turn to pass

I’ll be there waiting in the soft grass

So we can both go home together at last

Deer Man…

“He was the myth slipped down through my dream

The promise of forever flowed true

The deer man who crossed through knots of time to find you

I imagined him often you know

As he entered my dream wearing nothing but his soul

He breathed mist into pine trees,

Made grass sway with a wave of his hand

Called his friends forward

To great her too, all fur, fang and flight

Shook the earth and my mind that night

I reached for his hand

As all his wildlings looked on

Tonight we would bind

Tomorrow we would run

I hope this will never end

I quietly whisper into the wind..

A hope a new legend will begin

Of the wild girl, and her deer man…”

Walking Through History…Sacrifice Rock

My sister and I went out exploring yesterday and we decided to hit Plymouth Massachusetts. Plymouth is a beautiful town with plenty to see from the ocean all the way to historical sites. I never get bored here, and I’ve been coming since I was a child. If you grow up In Massachusetts going to the Plymouth Plantation is a right of passage.

While looking around for something different to see we thought we’d check out Sacrifice Rock. Everyone knows the Plymouth Rock (pebble) but many have never heard about this less famous but more interesting (and bigger) rock.

The history of this seemingly innocent and (boring) looking rock is actually pretty interesting and amazing and it pre-dates the early settlers.

The Rock is located on the side of Old Sandwich Road. According to the Antiquarian Society, this is the oldest but least known of the historical sites. Old Sandwich Road, which was formed back in 1632 was a major trail used by the Wamponaag Native Americans. Before embarking on their travels they would stop at this rock and leave a branch or stone upon it.

These little sacrifices were placed there in hopes that it would grant them safe passage on their journey.According to the historians generations of Wamponaag Natives stopped here at this wry spot and over time eventually left enough sticks and stones to create a stick formation, which later caught on fire sadly.

A rock pile located further down the historic road…

We decided to continue driving down Old Sandwich road which eventually turned into a packed dirt road which also had the rock pile you see above and signs that stated that this was once an old cart road.

We got out and walked the path and woods for a bit to explore, ran our Ovilus, which said nothing of note. Nothing that fit where we were. We walked about till dusk, it was a beautiful late afternoon to be out there.

After going back to the car to finish driving out of the area my sister found a cemetery in the woods. I’m not even sure how she spotted it because it was full dark by then. We took a few pictures and then headed out.

Overall it was a great day and an interesting new place to explore. The only unfortunate part is they aren’t maintaining this area for you to visit as history loves, they are planing to pave the road, trees are marked to be cut and the beginnings of condo developments are being built. Like most beautiful historical things in the world, we are going to destroy it by most likely putting up another supermarket. Thank you Towm planners of Plymouth, I guess the plantation isn’t lining your pockets good enough anymore.

A Gathering Storm

“She is wild like the forests that surround her

She moves freely like the wind

She runs hot like the sun shining on her body

And she is free like the animals that surround her

She calls the hawks to her hands

And the wolf to her side

With the animals as her companions

She is never alone

And she feels so alive

She lives her life like her ancestors have shown

Bathing in the pond

Sleeping under the stars

A canopy of mystery to watch every night

The fire next to her blazing

Keeping her warm

She is passion like a gathering storm

She seeks a twin flame

To fill her soul

To lay under the stars

To be whole

So if you win her be ready for the journey

Get an umbrella for her storm

And know your life will never be the same,

But you will be forever glad you came”

I often think about living this life in reality. I’m close very very close