It’s a cold Thursday afternoon and while I’m sitting reading along on WordPress I see the 5 things I do for fun.
My first thought is clearly scrolling through WordPress must be one of them. But this isn’t something I do daily. But the phone in general is one of the 5 things, if I’m not on this it’s one of the other many apps.
I try to start every day, even in winter months with a walk in the woods. When I get home it’s snuggling the dog, because he just gives me unconditional love and peace, he’s my best thing.
Other things I like to do are writing, especially poetry, but I also enjoy writing about different Fortean, nature and history subjects.
I love reading, so going to the library is a favorite winter hang out. And I also love taking my Cannon Rebel out with me on my adventures and snapping some pictures. I really enjoy the editing process as well.
In general I like to keep busy somehow mentally and physically, if the sun is shining outside though, the first thing I’ll always want to do is get outside. I’ll always that call of the wild…
The Wolf Moon, the first full moon of January which shined down on us last night, carries with it a mystique that’s been woven into folklore and legends across cultures.
In Native American traditions, it is named after the hungry howls of wolves heard during the frigid winter months. These howls were thought to signify the wolves’ yearning for the sustenance and warmth that the cold, barren landscape lacked. This moon marked a period of hardship and endurance for both the wolves and the people who lived alongside them.
In other cultures, the Wolf Moon is associated with transformation and inner strength. Legends speak of mythical creatures that were said to roam under this luminous moon, including werewolves, who would shift from human to wolf under its silvery light. The eerie glow of the Wolf Moon was thought to awaken a primal instinct within, urging individuals to connect with their wild, untamed nature.
There are also tales of spiritual awakenings and mystical encounters happening beneath the Wolf Moon. It’s a time believed to be ripe for introspection, releasing old habits, and setting intentions for the year ahead. Some legends even suggest that the Wolf Moon opens a portal to the realm of spirits, allowing for communication between the earthly and the otherworldly.
It’s fascinating how a single celestial event can inspire such a rich tapestry of stories and beliefs!
And sadly, I apologize that I wasn’t able to publish this last night due to a teeny hiking injury, but, better late than never! 🌕🐺✨
“Baum, who was in the woods late in the afternoon with his stepfather to build the tree stand for future hunting use, said he immediately knew what he was seeing. Though it was late afternoon, it had been a bright, sunny day, he said.
In other words, the visibility was excellent in the area near Hanley and Woodville Roads, just east of I-71, especially with no leaves on the trees.”
An ancient cat was found almost perfectly preserved in Siberia’s permafrost.
Researchers found the mummy of a 35,000-year-old saber-toothed cub in what is now Russia’s northeastern Sakha Republic, also known as Yakutia, in 2020
The kitten still had its whiskers and claws attached when it was pulled out of the permafrost, and was covered in a coat of “short, thick, soft, dark brown fur.” Its hair was about 20 to 30 millimeters long, according to researchers.
Sadly, we will probably hear they are going to attempt to bring them back from extinction as well, along with the wooly mammoth and thylacine tiger. We can’t even stop the current extinctions of today’s animals we are causing and they want to add to the crisis. We’ll have to wait and see what comes of it down the road…
It’s a Sunday morning and I’ve got my coffee, chihuahua and remote and I’m setting in for a movie. This morning’s watch is Feet of Death. A new bigfoot genre horror from independent film writer and director James Chick, whose past work include the television show Grimm.
If you’ve been following me for a bit you know I love indie bigfoot movies. They are always entertaining and I’m always impressed when someone can make their movie their way, at usually great financial cost to themselves.
One of the things I love about bigfoot movies is looking at their shooting locations. This movie was filmed around Mount St. Helens in the Pacific Northwest making for a beautiful backdrop worthy of a bigfoot film.
The movie opens with a hiker stumbling on a dead body, which we learn is one of many found in this area. But this body is one of a Fortean investigator, played by Eric Berger who is there to do a story on these particular disappearances for his channel, Myths of the Unknown and tragically ends up among the body count.
We then meet the USFS investigator who is the best at animal tracking and identifying, played by Andrew Jacob Brown who teams up with the local sheriff, (my favorite character) played by Jack Vanover to confirm these are actually animal related. The USFS character is struggling to work through the death of his own wife from an alleged animal attack himself.
Now, I don’t want to give away any spoilers, as the film was just released, but there is a bit of a plot twist to this movie, leaving you to wonder if there is or isn’t a bigfoot out there. Which, if you’re either a bigfoot researcher or a enthusiast you’re already probably used to wanting to solve that mystery, and you’re going to have to hang in tight till the end to do it. But it is worth the watch, and if you like this genre of films as much as I do? Then you won’t be disappointed…
James Chick behind the scenes…
In addition to getting a chance to catch the movie, I was also able to catch up to James Chick and ask him a few questions about his film. Check out his answers below…
Q. What got you interested in making films?
A: Since I was a kid I always had a camera in hand. Back in middle school I would make music videos with my friends and sister using my dad’s VHS camera. Then in highschool I bought my very own Sony high-8 camera! I would film my friends and I doing whatever before vlogging was even a thing. So when I got to college it made since to pursue production as a career.
Q. What is your favorite part of the process?
A: Being on set filming is the most enjoyable and stressful part. It’s also the shortest part of the process unfortunately.
Q. What was this films experience like for you?
A: This was a crazy stressful, exciting, terrifying, and enjoyable experience for me. It was my first time directing so it was a brand new experience.
Q. What made you decide to make a film about Bigfoot?
A: I was born and raised in the PNW so Bigfoot is everywhere up here, and there is a massive global audience.
We have 5 acres out by Mt Saint Helens, where the film takes place. I also love creature features such as A Quiet Place. So it just made sense logistically and creatively to do a bigfoot film.
Q. Are you a believer in the possibility a bigfoot is out there?
A: I want to believe. But…. It’s hard to believe there is no good real evidence with all our tech these days.
Q. What was the biggest challenge making it?
A: Raising funds for the project as a first time director is always a challenge. And then finding distribution after it was completed was another aspect I was completely green at.
Q. Where was the movie filmed?
A: Everything was filmed on or around Mt Saint Helens.
Q. Do you have any future projects in the works?
A: I am in early stages for a fun sci-fi adventure in the vein of Firefly meets Alien…
I am looking forward to seeing that one, as both of those franchises are a favorite of mine and congratulations on a great directorial debut!
You can catch the movie on the links below on whichever your favorite platform is.
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We in the cryptozoology community post often about the beloved thylacine, but for me the part of its history I have a hard time coming to terms with is its last days at the zoo and the films which appear to be a dank miserable zoo environment.
But how was their care really? Who ran that zoo? Maybe if we know a little bit about that it may be easier to study the last of these amazing creatures.
It turns out that this zoo wasn’t as uncaring as the video made it seem by its age and quality.
Mary Robert with her thylacines
A women named Mary Roberts opened the Beaumaris Zoo on her property in Hobart in 1875.
Mary had no formal schooling in zoology, but she did have a passion for Tasmanian fauna. Mary began sharing her passion with the general public in 1895.
Her great love and care for the thylacine was well known. She became the first woman to successfully breed them in captivity. So loved by her they were, that she wrote a manual on the keeping, caring, and breeding of the thylacine.
She was accepted into the Zoological Society of London, where she began gaving lectures on the care of these amazing marsupials.
In 1921 Mary Roberts passed away and the zoo and its many inhabitants were offered to the Tasmanian government, who declined the offer sadly. Then they were cared for by a Scottish farmer who was a great nature enthusiast. The Beaumaris Zoo was eventually moved to a location in Queens.
Sadly the last known living tiger died in 1936, the zoo itself closed a year later in 1937. There are only a few remains left of the zoo’s buildings where it stood last…
The skull of the last thylacine
The remains of the last thylacine were given to the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery, who being unaware they had the last specimen of its kind, did a traveling exhibit with them instead of working on proper storage and cataloguing.
But how does all this make you feel now? Is it better to see those videos knowing Mary Roberts truly cared for them and tried to educate everyone on their proper care?
The Tiger enclosure
For me personally it makes it a little better understanding their history with at least their time with her. I still question their care in their last days . They appear so skinny in the videos, and just knowing the last one died due a cold spell, because they weren’t put in the proper habitat that night just doesn’t help me.
I pray they had some affection along the way. And as much as I would love to see these elusive creatures alive, I don’t agree with the de-extinction plan for them.
Humans are doing a number on this planet causing extinction and near extinction of many of its species. So the idea that it would be a good thing to bring them back in a time we are killing off others just doesn’t make sense and seems highly unethical to me.
What are your thoughts on the de-extinction of the thylacine? Do you think this world can support and keep them alive now in its current state? Let me know.
Exploring the old Oliver mill complex in Middleboro Mass. with Tiny. He’s up for looking for a Sasquatch and exploring the abandoned.
The Oliver Mill was built in 1734 on the banks of the Nemasket River. This area was previously a fishing spot for the Native Americans. In 1744 it was enlarged and produced things such as cannonballs and cannons, and later it produced shovels. It had a blast furnace and a forge. In 1834 it was completely abandoned. In the 1980s they built fish ladders to aide the migration of river herring. I’m surprised at how much is still standing. Definitely worth the stop as you know I love visiting all these old mills…
“This is my favorite piece of bigfoot art ever. It shows the story of a teen from Manitoba who claims that in 1941 he shot a sasquatch after mistaking it for a moose. At the time he was worried it was a human, so he kept quiet for decades. From the book “Strange Creatures Seldom Seen” “
This was posted on http://r/bigfoot below is from the BFRO report on this encounter. The BFRO investigator was able to go and interview this witness.
If anyone knows the artist of this painting please let me know so I may credit them.
It happened the first week of November, 1941, 62 years ago, when Peter was 17 years old. He’d gone hunting for moose with two friends around Basket Lake, a small lake about 15 miles west of Gypsumville, the town near where Peter grew up and has always lived. The two friends hunted the east side of Basket Lake; Peter wanted to go to the west side, which he knew was good for moose and elk. There was patchy snow on the ground and Peter found ambling moose tracks criss-crossing the area, indicating feeding animals.
The spotty snow made tracking difficult but he moved ahead: “…Sure enough, I did see one in the willows feeding with its head down, and it was a cow moose – no calf, I didn’t see a calf, and no horns, so I knew it was a cow. At that time the bulls still have their horns. But, in 1941 yet before the major fires, there were bush and willows so thick that you couldn’t believe it. So you had to shoot through willows, there’s not… you didn’t always have an open shot, so… take a chance. So I did shoot, because I knew… take one or two steps and… [It would be gone].”
And… I looked in the willows… again, and I could see all this hair, so I thought to myself ‘Well, I’ll slow you up,’ and I took a good aim and I fired. It disappeared… looked like I got it, so I walked up to it slowly… It wasn’t far, 45 yards, only – ‘cause that’s about as far as you could see in that stuff – if it was that far. But I took my time, because when you approach a big game animal you have to approach carefully. You carry your gun across your chest with your hand on the breach, ready to fire. If it wants to jump you, you have one good shot, point blank. Don’t raise the gun to your shoulder, just turn it and pull the trigger. That’s the last chance you got. Because a big game animal, he gets you, you’ve had it.
Sasysquatchgirl 