In the January 1887 Del Norte Record the following article told of a close encounter with Bigfoot, then called Wild Man, in the area between Marble Mountain and Happy Camp. The experiencer, Mr. Jack Dover, was considered an upstanding and trustworthy citizen with a high credibility factor.
I do not remember to have seen any references to the ‘Wild Man’ which haunts this part of the country, so I shall allude to him briefly.
Not a great while since, Mr. Jack Dover, one of our most trustworthy citizens, while hunting saw an object standing one hundred and fifty yards from the bushes.
The thing was of gigantic size – about seven feet high – with a bull-dog head, short ears and long hair; it was also furnished with a beard, and was free from hair on such parts of its body as is common among men.
Its voice was shrill, or soprano, and very human, like that of a woman in great fear. Mr. Dover could not see its foot-prints as it walked on hard soil.
He aimed his gun at the animal, or whatever it is, several times, but because it was so human would not shoot.
The range of the curiosity is between Marble Mountain and the vicinity of Happy Camp. A number of people have seen it and all agree in their descriptions except that some make it taller than others. It is apparently herbivorous and makes winter quarters in some of the caves of Marble Mountain.”
– found in The Hermit of the Siskiyous by L.W. Musick
This morning after a walk in the snow, I grabbed a hot coffee, relaxed and watched the movie Man Beast, a movie that asked the question, Are the yeti man or beast? It asked this question in 1956, and we are still asking it today in 2022, I was hoping we’d have this questioned answered and confirmed by this time.
In the movie , it showed that the yeti avoided detection by burrowing in the snow, covering itself up and blending in. I never thought of that. Ingenious! Could they have dug out holes they hide and blend into? It would definitely keep them warm and undetected. Would bigfoot do that also? Maybe we have to start aiming the equipment downward.
We’re so focused on looking for structures and nests that we really look at the mounds. Anyone in the forests enough has seen plenty of them.
Okay I digress, back to the movie…I was pleasantly surprised at how well this movie stood the test of time, and what’s more amazing was that costume! For 1956 it’s pretty darn good because at that time they made a lot of gems. If you’ve ever had a chance to catch the movie Ro-Man you’d understand just how fabulous this one really was.
The plot of the movie was about a woman played by Asa Maynor, desperate to find her brother who is on a expedition in the Himalayas looking for the abominable snowman. His sister is trying to get to him because his doctor had called to tell her that her brother’s test results were in, and if he goes to a certain elevation he’ll most likely die.
It goes a little off the rails when they start talking about breeding. I kind of just did a la, la, la thing but you could also fast-forward. Despite that bit of silliness I’m still recommending it. I think you should definitely check it out. I watched it on Prime but it is also on Tubi. Have a great Wednesday!
“Not a bad movie if you were on acid and had this on in one of the rooms you were, for whatever reason, just passing through after sitting in the closet underneath the stairway listening to the others walk up and down the stairs.”
That completely hysterical review was left on Amazon, and it’s what made this movie a must see for me, well, that and the clickbait poster.
Bigfoot Creek, according to , Media Play News was originally released as The Legacy of Boggy Creek back in 2011, but now it’s simply known as Bigfoot Creek.
It’s based on the characters by Charles B. Pierce of Legend of Boggy Creek fame. And starts out similarly with the nature and wildlife scenes and even has a snappy little tune to get you in the bigfoot mood.
But nothing, I mean nothing prepared me for the first encounter story when that bigfoot came running out across the road. I was laughing out loud and choking on ice coffee and that means it’s going to be a different kind of great movie, an MST3000 kind of greatness.
Like LBC it is a documentary, retelling a few encounters and each telling is much better and funnier then the last.
So yes, I can’t believe I’m going to write this, but yes, this movie is a definite must see for all bigfoot enthusiasts. It’s an hour long, and you’ll never get that time back, but pop it on and enjoy anyway!
It’s available to watch for free. Perfect! On YouTube
“Hey all, I posted this on R/Bigfoot to see what they thought, so I figured I’d do the same here (I’m new to Reddit but I think that’s called an Xpost?) Anyway, my Grandad was bird watching on a private property along the red river (near the welcome to Texas sign) when he took the photograph. He isn’t the kinda person to fake something like this but there’s no saying someone didn’t play a prank on him. I’m just curious what people think of the photo, so any hypothesis is welcome. Also feel free to ask questions. Regardless of what it is, we’ve decided to call it the Oklahoma man-ape (a), me and my grandad just decided that’d be a good name.”
I don’t often post much from Reddit but this seemed interesting enough to read any opinions or comments. Respectfully of course. You can find the post here:
Whenever I think of Melon Heads my mind pictures the Garbage Pail Kids. These are one of the least covered cryptids out there.
There are a few states out there that can lay a claim to these warm and fuzzy cryptids. Michigan, Ohio and Connecticut.
This version of their origins is from the great state of Connecticut. Here is the history of them according to the lore on Wikicheatia…
“The melon heads are descendants of a Colonial-era family from Shelton-Trumbull who were banished after accusations of witchcraft were made against them causing them to retreat to the woods. This variation attributes the appearance of the melon heads to inbreeding. Melon Heads allegedly prey upon humans who wander into their territory.”
I chose that tale because you know I love the history of the colonists. I can almost see this situation happenings. Many early settlements banished people and families from their settlements, it was the worst punishment because you would most likely starve or freeze to death. It’s the unthinkable taboo, but to survive they may have had to make some desperate choices.
Inbreeding could also happen amongst the banished with just a few others maybe that have also been banished. As far as cannibalism goes, they already have proof that the Jamestown Settlement had practiced cannibalism in their desperate hours before they all disappeared. Maybe when they disappeared they become melon heads too.
Moving on to the melon head tales of Ohio. From Wikipedia…
The melon heads are primarily associated with the Cleveland suburb of Kitkland. According to local lore, the melon heads were originally orphans under the watch of a mysterious figure known as Dr. Crow (sometimes spelled Crowe, Krohe or Kroh or known as Dr. Melonhead. Crow is said to have performed unusual experiments on the children, who developed large, hairless heads and malformed bodies. Some accounts claim that the children were already suffering from hydrocephalus, and that Crow injected even more fluid into their brains.
Eventually, the legend continues, the children killed Crow, burned the orphanage, and retreated to the surrounding forests and supposedly feed on babies.
And lastly the lore from Michigan. Again from Wikipedia…
The melon heads of Michigan are said to reside around Felt Mansion, although they have also been reportedly seen in southern forested areas of Ottawa County. According to one story, they were originally children with hydrocephalus who lived at the Junction Insane Asylum near Felt Mansion. The story explains that, after enduring physical and emotional abuse, they became feral and were released into the forests surrounding the asylum. The Allegan County historical Society asserts that the asylum never existed, although it was at one point a prison; however, the story has been part of the local folklore for several decades.
We know most lore has some kernel of truth in there, and all these tales have a similar theme. People abandoned, banished or runaways from society who fled to the forest. If you came upon these people in the forest you would be alarmed. If they were tortured in an asylum or infirm in some way maybe even with birth defects their appearance may be unsettling to say the least.
Did they become cannibals to survive a harsh winter? They most likely would. We have never known the harshness these people suffered through. Do I believe these melon beads are a cryptid? I’m going to say no. To many stories can be easily explained like above but when I’m visiting these states and wandering their forests I’ll keep my open…just in case.
“Have you ever found someplace so beautiful, you just had a seat and stared in awe?
You stare and think about life and what it should be
You shouldn’t go to work on Monday, you should be free
Your soul, your heart, and your mind
Free to be you, and to remember you’re one of a kind
Take a deep breath and look at all that beauty
Then dig those feet into the dirt and rise up and tell everyone you know to come here to this spot and see
See the land and the sea
See it all…see our humanity
Share some of your peace, and nature’s song
Share the knowledge that nature is inside you where it has been all along…”
Poem by me inspired by a quote by Andy Goldsworthy
I had a very relaxing hike this past Thursday. Beautiful cold and crisp walk. This was a new forest I explored and it was beautiful. I love being down at the swamps, hopefully one day bigfoot will join me…
“I know how much we wished and needed that 2021 ball to drop We all hoped and prayed the covid and negativity would stop But a glittering ball, a symbol, won’t do the trick This is all humanities job to fix We have to want peace and make it so Forget your other resolutions, they have to go Who cares if your thin if you’re never happy Who needs to plan to travel more When covid has you laid up on the floor Your inner peace will come When we treat everyone like one We are all the same on this big rock And I’m happy to wear a mask and help stop the virus’s clock Who would know if you bad day, if that’s how treat people everyday anyway Smile, live, love, laugh Kick this negativity in the ass I don’t care if your democratic or republican, hunter or vegan You’re a human being and so am I And I’ll do whatever I have to, to make sure you don’t die I’ll also smile and I’ll help you if you fall If you ring I’ll answer your call Afterwards my heart too will feel ten foot tall My soul is at rest When I know I’ve done my best I’ve treated you how I would like to be Open your eyes and see See us as we are And set yourself a higher bar I know it’s hard to began, hard to see through it all But all of this starts with us Not that big glittery ball”
Poem be me, copyright 12/21
Happy New Year everyone, and remember, let all the negative be forgot, I’m happy to be here with all of you on this big beautiful rock… And may this be humanity’s best….
Sasysquatchgirl 