Bigfoot in Books… The Story of Man

Picture from Story of Man, 1962

“Of Giant Apes and Snowmen
IN the 1930’s, Ralph von Koenigswald, who discovered the first man-ape jaw in Java and some human remains to be described shortly, combed the Chinese drugstores of several Oriental cities, in search of fossil teeth. For centuries the Chinese have used the bones of fossil animals to cure their ills, in the belief that courage, strength, and virility come from the powdered remains of large, strong, and potent animals. Their cure for toothache is powdered teeth. Out of thousands of teeth, von Koenigswald found, in Hong Kong, six of particular interest.
They are human-like in form, but six times as large, in volume, as those of living men. Between the stubs of the roots, gnawed by cave porcupines, he detected powdered yellow earth, which told him that the teeth had come from caves near the Yangtze gorges.
He called the animal to whom the teeth had belonged Giganto-pithecus, the giant ape. For years some paleontologists believed that Gigantopithecus was an ancestor of man, but in the late 1950’s Chinese scientists found three jaws of this animal, which was an aberrant ape. It lived in the Pleistocene, too late to be our ancestor.
An even more famous and fabulous animal is the Yeti, or Abominable Snowman. His tracks have been found in snow and mud in the Himalayas, and he has been reported as far north as Mongolia. Eyewitnesses have described him as tall, two-legged, tawny-coated, maned, big-muzzled, and big-toothed. Several expeditions to Nepal and Soviet Central Asia have failed to find this elusive animal, whose numerous tracks are so far unique.
Even if it turns out to be a primate it is more likely to be a survival of Gigantopithecus than an Australopithecine.”

From, The Story of Man
Carleton S. Coon, 1962

Odd Things you Find in Nature…The Rainbow Eucalyptus

Have you ever encountered a tree so colorful and magnificent that it looks as though an artist’s painting just came to life? 

No? Well, meet the Rainbow Eucalyptus tree. It’s a botanical wonder that adorns the natural world with its strikingly colorful bark.

Native to the Philippines, Indonesia, and Papua New Guinea, the Rainbow Eucalyptus is a true sight to behold .  Its distinctive feature is its multi-colored bark, which changes hues as the tree sheds its outer layers. As the bark peels away, it reveals an array of colors—from bright green to blue, purple, orange, and maroon. This kaleidoscope effect is due to the varying stages of maturation and exposure of the bark to the elements.

While its appearance is captivating, the Rainbow Eucalyptus also plays a vital role in its native ecosystems. It thrives in tropical climates, often found near rivers and lakes. The tree can grow rapidly, reaching heights of over 200 feet. Its towering presence provides essential shade and habitat for various wildlife species and its leaves and bark are also used by natives for medicinal purposess. 

If you’re like me, and your first thought was adding this living artwork to your backyard , there are a few things here to consider. This tree requires a warm, humid environment and ample space to grow. It’s not well-suited for colder climates, as it cannot withstand frost. Which means sadly I won’t be able to grow one. However, if you live somewhere with the right conditions, you can enjoy seeing this beauty in your own yard everyday. Seeds are easy to purchase online. 

The Rainbow Eucalyptus is a reminder of nature’s own incredible beauty. As we continue to appreciate and protect these unique species, we ensure that future generations can marvel at their splendor too one day. Whether you’re a nature enthusiast or simply someone who appreciates the wonders of the natural world, the Rainbow Eucalyptus is sure to leave you an awe of its marvelous colors. 

I wish I could enjoy having my cup of coffee each morning sitting in my favorite chair just staring at this tree. 

Do you have a rainbow eucalyptus in your yard? Let me know, better yet, send me a photo, I’d love to see one!

Happy Thursday everyone! 

Wolf Moon on Monday…

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! 🌕🐺✨

Odd Things you may Find in Nature… Hair Ice

One of the first records of this ice was recorded by Alfred Wegener (who also discovered the continental drift) in 1918. He observed a strange ice forming only on wet dead wood and a theorized that a specific fungi must be the catalyst for the smooth, silky hairs of ice.

Hair ice forms on humid winter nights when the temperature is just below freezing. It’s most likely to form on dead alder branches.

Hair ice resembles hair or cotton candy. Hair ice is also known as frost flowers, frost beard, or ice wool. A fungus called Exidiopsis effusa is responsible for hair ice. The fungus produces thin threads of mycelium on branches, and hair ice grows on those branches.

Hair ice is not poisonous to touch, but it is also not edible. It’s a very rare occurrence, so if you’re lucky enough to see some on your morning walks too, please take some nice photos, and if you have time send one along to me, I’d love see and share them!

Men Searching for Sasquatch Found Dead: What We Know – Newsweek

Both deaths appear to be due to “exposure, based on weather conditions and ill-preparedness,” the local sheriff’s office said.
— Read on www.newsweek.com/men-searching-sasquatch-found-dead-what-we-know-2007106

Ipupiara… The Sea Lion??

The Sea Lion as originally described in the 1500s from The John Carter Brown Library

For the second in a series of curious creatures once the cryptids of their time, we talk about the sea lion.

I can imagine a sea lion must have been quite a site if you had no knowledge or experience with one, I’d probably still want to pat one even then. But let’s take a look at one of it’s first sightings in Brazil in the 1500s…

In 1564, when the Portuguese had just arrived here, they found a monster on the beach? That’s right. It was where the city of São Vicente is today, on the coast of São Paulo. The story goes back to Pero de Magalhães Gândavo, one of our first historians. He says that, one night, the Indians pulled out of the sea a creature that measured more than 3 meters in length, full of fins and hair all over its body, “and on its snout it had very large silks like whiskers”. They named it ipupiara, or water demon in ancient Tupi.”

A text from that time tells a tale that goes a little like this;

Explorer Baltasar Ferreira killed this marine monster off the coast of São Vicente (present-day Santos in the state of São Paulo) in 1564. The monster is described as being 15 palms long, covered with hair, and with silky bristles like a mustache on its muzzle.

Today they say they still aren’t sure what the creature really was, but it is thought to be a lost sea lion that swam into their waters. A statue of the creature, which is thought to be what inspired the Creature from the Black Lagoon and The Shape of Water, still stands today…

Ipupiara Statue

Sources:

https://jcb.lunaimaging.com/luna/

https://contentenginellc.com/

Wandering Woman…

“The  echos  on the wind are secrets known only to the wandering free 

Spoken only in the forest to the open who can truly see 

Her hair, a cascade of moss and leaves

She dances with shadows and whispers back to the trees

A priestess of the woodland

The forest her church only few will understand 

She is greeted by roots as soon as she enters 

Each knot a prayer for that which keeps her centered 

She kneels on mossy altars

And her devotion never falters 

The rustling leaves become her psalms

Where better then here to see what’s been made by god 

She raises her arms, and lets out a wild call 

For the forest is her sanctuary she prays will never fall

Roots entwine her ankles, binding her soul

And the owl hoots the stories  of moonlit rites and ancient magic of old 

So let her wander, in peace and unafraid

A wild woman rooted to nature’s embrace

Her church, her sacred spot 

Where spirits converse, and the circle of life is taught…”

Poem by me…

Photography by

https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Photography-Grounded/1618318/10263687/view

Wildling Untamed…

“At the edge of a forest A girl steps in, 

her spirit eager to be free., and her soul within 

She treads barefoot on mossy ground, 

She’s leaving behind all the world’s unyielding loud sounds 

The city lights fading into memory, 

She can finally lean against a tree and just be

She will  learn to follow the ancient’s path

A wildling transformation is in her grasp 

Her hair, once tamed, now blowing wildly the breeze

Her wildling call whispering through the trees

She is shedding her skin 

A new life to begin 

She’s trading all the crazy in her life 

For the peace of the moonlight and secret  forest finds 

Her blood flows through her veins to the rhythm of the flowing streams

She has reclaimed  her wildness, no more an elusive dream

She learns all of earth’s magical lore 

As she wanders and explores 

Tonight she will dance with the wolves under the full moon

Her song an emotional tune

Her rewilded heart will soon beat fierce, untamed

A girl will be fully transformed into a wildling, unnamed…”

The owl, sentinel of night, hoots its approval, Guiding her deeper into the forest’s cathedral. She drinks from dew-kissed petals, tastes earth’s lore, Becoming one with ferns, with every leaf she explores.

No mirrors reflect her face; instead, the moon mirrors her soul, And the stars, like fireflies, map her journey’s goal. She learns the language of foxes, the whispers of pines, Her heart beats in sync with the ancient rhymes.

The wildling girl gathers stories from the wind, Weaves them into her hair, where constellations begin. Her eyes hold the secrets of forgotten springs, And her laughter echoes through valleys, where magic sings.

For she is no longer bound by walls or expectations, But dances with wolves, finds solace in constellations. Her rewilded heart beats fierce, untamed, A girl transformed—a wildling, unnamed.

Poem by me

Art by Amanda Clark

Bigfoot Prints found in the Sand…

Crews found not one, but two strange footprints in his niece’s driveway near Payne’s Chapel Road, just two miles from the Bulloch/Jenkins County line Tuesday. The prints appear humanlike, but only show four toes. The largest measures 19″ long and 11″ wide, and was way deeper than Crews was able to make one of his own prints, and he weighs about 250 pounds.
      In fact, the off prints dwarf his size 13 EEE shoe prints, he said.
Crews’ niece was taking her children to the end of the driveway Tuesday morning when she spotted the prints and called Crews. “She said she heard the dogs, which were in the house, raising cain around 4 a.m.,” he said. “They wouldn’t shut up.”

https://www.statesboroherald.com/local/its-a-big-foot-but-is-it-bigfoot/

Bigfoot in the News… Return of the Sasquatch Wild Man

Vancouver, B. C.

Sasquatch men, remnants of a lost race of “wild men” who inhabited the rocky regions of British Columbia centuries ago, are reported roaming the province again.

After an absence of several months from the district of Harrison Mills, 50 miles east of Vancouver, the long, weird wolf- like howls are being heard again and two of the hairy monsters were reported seen in the Morris Valley on the Harrison river.

Residents in the district tell of seeing the two giants leaping and bounding out of the forest and striding across the duck-feeding ground, wallowing now and again in the bog and mire and long waving swamp grasses.

The strange men, it was reported, after emerging from the woods, came leaping down the jagged rocky hillside with the agility and lightness of mountain goats.

Snatches of their weird language floated on the breeze across the lake to the pioneer settlement at the foot of the hills.

The giants walked with an easy gait across the swamp flats and at the Morris Creek, in the shadow of Little Mystery Mountain, straddled a floating log, which they propelled with their long, hairy hands and huge feet across the sluggish glacial stream to the opposite side.

There they abandoned the log and climbed hand over hand up the almost perpendicular cliff at a point known as Gibraltar and disappeared into the wooded wilderness at the top of the ridge. They carried two large clubs and walked around a herd of cattle directly in their path.

The return of the giants to the legendary stronghold of the Sasquatch monsters recalls the narrow escape of an Indian at the same spot last March, a huge boulder narrowly missed his canoe while he was fishing and looking up he said he saw a huge and hairy monster stamping his feet and gesticulating wildly, The Indian escaped by cutting his fishing tackle and paddling away. The same Indian declared the Sasquatch twice have stolen salmon which he tied in a tree outside his house out of reach of the dogs The latest appearance of the monsters was peaceful. They avoided the trails usually used by the people of the valley and molested neither cattle nor human beings.

People who have reported seeing the giants on their rare appearances described them as “ferociou looking wild men, nine feet tall and covered from head to toe with thick black hair.”

The Waterbury Democrat (Waterbury, Conn.), October 31, 1935

I really enjoy these early sightings, they seem more sincere however fanciful. The rate bigfoot is currently reported being seen feels somehow less believable to me. So I almost feel more comfortable going into the past encounters than I do some present ones. And of course you also have the legendary cryptozoologists of the time as well. History has always been more my speed…