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

Oliver Mill Park…

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…

Here is the link to watch the video of the mill…

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C-dWKa4v1yN/?igsh=MWZ4ZjM0MnI1bXVqNw==

Bigfoot In Manitoba

“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.

Here is the full report with interview included;

http://bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=9552

Here is the Reddit link;

https://www.reddit.com/r/cryptids/s/a7UzyXp2li

Have a great day and be safe in the forest….

Bigfoot in Ashburnham Ma…

I told a few folks about this over the years and they think I was nuts. But doesn’t matter what they think. I was close enough to know what it was. I would say about less than 50 ft. Right in the middle of a fire road.

In December 1977, my dad, uncle and my dad’s other friends and myself went up to the cabin owned by a hunters club in Gardner, Mass. We went to spend the night, cook food and my dad and his friends like to play cards after eating supper. Myself and a friend used the snowmobile with a sled attached to the back, we took turns driving the ski doo around and the other would stand on the foot rest on the sled.

The area was in northern central Massachusetts, very close to New Hampshire boarder. The cabin is in Ashburnham Mass. It’s about 2.5 miles up a fire road called Old Colony Road. I remember it was a snowy winter that year. The area where we saw this thing was right on the edge of a swamp, old train tracks run right thru the area and crosses the fire road that we used to get to the cabin.

It was about 4 p.m. or so, it was just getting a little dark. My friend and I left the cabin with the snowmobile, he was driving first and I was on the foot rest on the sled. We left and came up to the swamp, crossed over the tracks and headed down the road about 50 ft or so. It was getting a little late and we decided to not go to far so we turned the sled around on the road. Had to pick it up because of the narrowness of the road. Once we turned it around it was my turn to drive. So now we’re facing the tracks and the swamp is on both sides of the road. the road goes right thru the swamp and the tracks cross right by the edge of the swamp.

At this point I looked behind me to see if my friend was on the sled and holding on, when I looked up I saw this creature walking on 2 legs like a human. He crossed right by the tracks at the edge of the swamp and crossed the road right in front of us. I remember it looking at us and I remember the arms swing clearly. Just like the pictures I have seen from your site. Very similar. Anyway, I remember the its size, that’s what was scarey, so large, I’d say about 7to 9 ft high, weight about 400 to 500 pounds. At least for something that size it would most likely be heavy. I know the woods there well. I’ve spent years in the military and hunt every year. I have been trained in tracking and survival in the woods so I know what I am saying and what I saw. But the thing took about 2 steps and he was across the road. All black hair, didn’t notice any smells, but I can tell you this. I won’t forget that day ever. It was cold anyway and with no breeze the smell of it wouldn’t travel far. My friend was shocked. He won’t even mention it when I see him these days. He told one person and they treated him like he was on drugs. So thats why I never wanted to tell to many people.

https://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=8717

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/

Believing the unbelievable: the investigators who keep Bigfoot on his toes

Some of the nation’s most dedicated Sasquatch-seekers are located in Oregon.
— Read on www.klcc.org/human-interest/2024-07-18/believing-the-unbelievable-the-investigators-who-keep-bigfoot-on-his-toes

‘Goat’s feet’ footprints left after sighting of strange creature, Ecuador – Nexus Newsfeed

Location. Tarqui, near Cuenca, Ecuador

Date: 1965 Time: night

A female peasant reported to authorities that at a local ‘abandoned house’ she was able to see on separate occasions ‘somebody or something’ taking refuge or hiding in the old, dilapidated structure.
— Read on nexusnewsfeed.com/article/unexplained/goat-s-feet-footprints-left-after-sighting-of-strange-creature-ecuador/

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…

Is the Javan tiger back from extinction? New study ignites controversy – Nexus Newsfeed

“The new research began after Javan resident and conservationist Ripi Yanur Fajar reported seeing a big cat jump between a road and a plantation near the village of Cipeundeuy in the forest of South Sukabumi in August 2019. Researchers visited the site nine days after the alleged sighting and found a hair on a nearby fence, along with potential tiger footprints and claw marks.

The new research began after Javan resident and conservationist Ripi Yanur Fajar reported seeing a big cat jump between a road and a plantation near the village of Cipeundeuy in the forest of South Sukabumi in August 2019. Researchers visited the site nine days after the alleged sighting and found a hair on a nearby fence, along with potential tiger footprints and claw marks.
— Read on nexusnewsfeed.com/article/climate-ecology/is-the-javan-tiger-back-from-extinction-new-study-ignites-controversy/

The Javan tiger was a native to the Indonesian island of Java. It was one of three tiger populations that lived on the  Sunda Islands during the last glacial period. The tiger’s natural habitat was decreasing continuously as more land were needed for agriculture. Since no evidence of a Javan tiger was found during several studies in the 1980s and 1990s, it was determined that it was extinct in 2008.