Uncle Bruce’s Bigfoot Sighting…

My uncle Bruce, a salt of the earth, backwoods country type who enjoys hunting and putting lead shot in just about anything that moves has a big foot story that has always troubled him.

The animal itself didn’t trouble him as much as his docile/demure reaction to the animal did.

What troubles Bruce is that he cannot explain why he was in his words “such a efing vagina about it”, he didn’t do what he knows he should have done, and even now to this day you will see him get lost in thought and troubled by his passivity which was so against his normal behavior, and that would have been to put a cap in bigfoot’s ass.

I think it is rather telling, that through all of the sightings of Bigfoot, no one has managed to put a cap in his ass.

Long story short, Bruce was standing at the water’s edge of a small lake outside of Hannibal Missouri in 1980. His buddy was fifty foot into the water on a small row boat.

While Bruce was casting his line into the water comforted by the presence of his 357 magnum revolver, a large upright hairy man came crashing through the small trees and brush, the hairy man came to the waters edge no more than twenty feet away from Bruce and began drinking from the lake. The creature must have sensed Bruce’s presense, he looked at Bruce and let out a blood curdling howl like scream while staring into the depths of my uncle’s soul. Bruce stood there frozen, and as the animal bounded off back into the woods Bruce’s fishing companion yelled from the boat, “Damn Bruce, I thought I was going to have to go back home and tell you’re new wife that you had been eaten by a monster”.

The reaction to all of this is what is pertinent to the story.

Bruce then continued to fish for the next three hours as if nothing had ever happened. And he and his buddy NEVER talked about it again.

Bruce to this day cannot figure out why he didn’t, firstly pull out his gun in case the creature attacked, and secondly he can’t figure out why he didn’t follow the creature’s trail afterwards, and thirdly why he just stood there like nothing ever happened.

The whole thing troubles Bruce to no end. And to a man who takes any type of confrontation very seriously and reacts with the utmost male bravado and violence, this was so out of character as far as his reaction to the event that day that it has troubled him ever since.

When doing some research, I stumbled on this gem on a discussion board by someone identifying himself as Norman, from 2015.

But some of the encounter is very interesting. When he’s talking about his uncle feeling frozen and confused, curious why he wouldn’t/couldn’t reach for his gun or move to do any type of defense like they whammied him.

Lots of witnesses describe this same reaction. Is it fear or is it a type of mind control?

What do you think? Frozen with fear or mind control?

Mystery as adventurer claims to have found the skull of legendary Bigfoot – Mirror Online

Nathaniel Peterson, known better to his followers as Coyote, uploaded a video about the alleged find to his YouTube channel Brave Wilderness, explaining that he found the “large primate skull” in British Columbia

— Read on www.mirror.co.uk/news/weird-news/mystery-adventurer-claims-found-skull-27463920

These photos that Coyote Peterson leaked went viral faster then Madonna and her insane instagram posts. (Madonna please stop we love you just the way you are).

For days on end this is all I saw everywhere, including my own feed. I did post it on twitter myself. My first thought? Wouldn’t it be wonderful if it was true?

But I wonder now, knowing it’s not true, (and pretty sure I knew wasn’t then too) What is driving this recent need to bag a bigfoot right now. What drives someone to hoax something? Is it for fame, money? Those like clicks, subscribers, that push your monetization amounts up? Are those things really worth our integrity? Without said bigfoot integrity is all we have.

Let’s use his embarrassment as a learning curve. There is no short cuts to fame here. If you hoax a sighting (or skull) you always get caught. Always. It’s not worth it. And always remember about the boy who cried bigfoot. He faked it first, and then when bigfoot really showed up no one believed him.

I hope you do get your dream of seeing one. I hope I do too. I get that question all the time you know, “Have you ever even seen a bigfoot? “I have not yet face to face, but I’m okay with that. I enjoy the search, the time in the woods, talking to you. I like the community part of it.

I love seeing the changes happen of where we search and how we search, it’s all fascinating to me. I love the research and the history

I may never see one, the percentage of that happening is low, but that’s okay. Everyone it’s okay. Every thought you share, possible evidence you document is important too.. Just enjoy the moment you’re in.

Love you guys, happy Friday

Interview with Carleton Coon…

Every now and again I’m lucky to find some gems while researching, and today, after an early morning adventure, followed by a good long swim to beat the heat, I began my research and found this recorded interview of Carleton Coon by David Masters at his home in Gloucester Massachusetts. This interview took place in 1978 just four short years before his passing.

What I would have given to be at his home doing this interview myself, seeing all his many collections of books, bones, etc. You could tell from the interview he was also showing David Masters some of his collections.

For those who don’t know who Carleton Coon was, he was an American Anthropologist, He received his degree from Harvard University and was president of the American Association of Physical Medicine, he used Typology to determine the basis of racial and ethnic differences. He is most known for his race theories and book , The Races of Europe. (As well as others) A reviewer of this book particular book wrote,;

“One of the most important anthropological overviews of European racial types ever published. Contains the full set of original photographic plates. Once a college standard, this book has been suppressed for 50 years.”

Carleton had another belief as well, he believed Sasquatch was real. He’s quoted as saying…

“To my mind, a reasonable person who has studied the evidence carefully, like John Green, Rene Dahinden, and Grover Kranz, may be expected to have confidence that the animal exists, but they may not hold him dear or like him very much, because his existence surprises or frightens them. Even before I read John Green’s book, “Sasquatch. The Apes Among us”, I accepted the Sasquatch’s existence.”

This is just a small part of the interview but if you have any free time on your hands you should listen to it in its entirety.

Carleton Steven Coon died in June 1981, the following is an obituary from the NYT and more about his books from https://archive.org/details/racesofeurope031695mbp

“At the time of his passing, June 1981, Carleton Stevens Coon, age 76, was lauded in a New York Times obituary “as one of the last great general anthropologists….” This tribute was remarkable as it came well after the star of this 20th century Renaissance man had lost much of its luster, as had a comprehensive anthropology rooted in careful analysis of skeletal structure supplemented with a thorough knowledge of archaeology, linguistics, and history–for at no point did he neglect culture. Carleton (or “Carl”) Coon had lived a full life of scholarship in the groves of academe, but ventured far beyond, having completed extensive field work in North Africa, Ethiopia, and the Balkans. During the Second World War, he actively supported American and Allied forces in North Africa, running guns as an agent of the Office of Strategic Services to members of the French resistance in Morocco in connection with Anglo-American campaign of 1942-1943 against Axis forces. He returned to the field postwar, exploring sites in the Middle East. Shortly thereafter, he appeared frequently on the early television science series “What in the World?” and became president of the American Anthropological Association in 1962.”

Here is the excerpt from the interview about his thoughts on Sasquatch and details from an investigation he did of a Sasquatch encounter in New Hampshire, the really interesting part was him discussing how the creature mesmerized or maybe hypnotized the witness, causing the man to go “all wonky”.

Sources;

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Typology

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carleton_S._Coon

https://archive.org/details/racesofeurope031695mbp

https://digitalheritage.noblenet.org/gloucester/items/show/1273

Video art by Steve Baxter

Looking for bigfoot in Rhode Island…

Today Howard and I went out squatching together. I received an email from a woman who had seen all my recent postings from my hikes in Wrentham and Cumberland, as I followed the Warner trail, and she thought I’d be interested in her strange encounter.

For those that hadn’t seen those postings, here’s some info about The Warner Trail. The trail is a 30 mile long New England hiking trail that extends from Diamond Hill in northeast Rhode Island through to Norfolk County, Massachusetts. At one time you could could follow it all the way to the Blue Hills. But of course the land was broken up so developments could be built. While I was exploring I focused most of my time on the wrentham and Plainville area of the trail, but I did do one day in Cumberland Rhode Island.

Over the years I’ve been in many sections of this trail, On one hike In the Moose Hill section in Norfolk Massachusetts I was able to catch a few knocks on my video footage. I also felt a bit like I was being watched. I have also found large structures, etc. if bigfoot was wandering this area I wouldn’t be surprised, it certainly offers everything he would need to sustain him.

So Howard and I hit the trail where, Elaine, had her strange experience. She said she lives off of Fisher Street near Diamond Hill Park in R. I where part of the Warner Trail runs. The trail says private property but apparently you are allowed on it. This part of the trail leads to the Cumberland Reservoir. She said while walking from her house down the trail she heard a sound out there she had never heard before. A sound between a growl and a long babble.

She only heard it that one instance and she didn’t see anything around her. She said she was familiar with Rhode Island wildlife and didn’t think it was one of the usual critters found out there.

Now let me say this part of the trail is a nightmare. Slanted, rocky, narrow and very dense forests, even if something was out there you couldn’t see it, and of course the rocks tore my ankle up again.

We didn’t hear or see anything except for some old grills poking out. I did some research and apparently the YMCA had a campground out there some years ago.

It was a rough walk for most of it, and I didn’t see anything that stood out as any evidence but I did get to walk another section of the trail so I feel like I accomplished something today!

I don’t know if she heard a bigfoot, fox or some crazy person out there, but it would make for an easy migration trail for one to travel on. You have to wonder if he uses these types of trails to get around, I mean why not it’s a nice green corridor to travel on, running right along a river, if I was bigfoot I’d be all over it…

If you have had an odd encounter or bigfoot/paranormal sighting on any part of the Warner trail I’d love to hear from you!

Hope you had a great day today…

Moose Hill, Warner Trail tree knocks

The Wild Man…Part 1

While I’ve been home nursing a sick doggo I took the time to do some research. My journey through history took me to The Journal of Biblical Literature. The articles purpose was to describe what scholars call a “a stock character of international folklore tradition,” the Wild Man. They of course first and foremost always describe him as hairy. How much hair is a little different depending on the regions and point of time in history. For size he’s depicted as anything from dwarf stature all the way to gargantuan. Or as this author describes it, he is a “size shifter”. His mode of life? “Living in inaccessible and unsettled places such as forests, mountains, caves or crevices. “

He is able to move physically using all fours to be able to march the speed to catch up to the wildlife he hunts for food. And cares for the wildlife he doe not.

“And my favorite part, which states something I say often, the author writes, “in the forest habitat, because of his kinship with nature, he knows about things that are unknown in human society.”

He is overall considered as being sub-human, the boogeyman of the forest. Something parents would use to keep children of the woods. (My mother used this technique in Maine)

And finally, he is considered “a representative of a monstrous race; of a far away time, a prehistoric specimen.”

After reading this you can easily see how the “wildman” became interpreted as being a “bigfoot” In these modern times.

The Journal of Biblical Literature

Author Gregory Mobley

Recording of 1942 Bigfoot Witness Interview…

This is a recording of an interview held at Del Rey Cafe in Eugene, Oregon on October 18th 1963. The interview is with Don L. Hunter regarding his 1942 Bigfoot encounter at Todd Lake.
This interview is part of a audio archive held at the Oregon Historical Society. Don was born in Oregon in 1914, as a teenager he began collecting sound and made his first recording in 1932. He became the official recordist for Eugene’s first radio station and served in the Signal Corps for WW11. This is just a portion of the interview. He was interviewed by Ben and Lee Trippet.

Bigfoot sightings have clustered in southern West Virginia – West Virginia Explorer

A bigfoot hunter in West Virginia says recent sightings are no surprise, given the number he’s cataloged in the state’s southern mountains.
— Read on wvexplorer.com/2022/07/01/bigfoot-sightings-clustering-in-southern-west-virginia/

Gold Mine Bigfoot…

Lars Larson, a New 49’er member who was mining on the claim, discovered several footprints which measured a whopping 17 inches long, and 11 inches wide! Three of the prints were in gravel and were not as distinct; but one was on solid ground. Lars was able to make a plaster casting of the print.

Happy Camp is well known as “Bigfoot Country”. The first sighting of one of these elusive creatures was made on Thompson Creek nearby tributary of the Klamath River.

Lars reported that he searched the surrounding area thoroughly, but was unable to find any further evidence, such as broken branches, tufts of hair or any additional footprint

Today, a very large metal rendering of Bigfoot created by local artists stands on the edge of Highway 96, and is the first thing you see when arriving in Happy Camp from the east.

https://goldgold.com/

The Hairy Men of Vancouver…

Friday, October 25, 1935

REPORTS TELL OF CANADIAN MONSTER MEN

Settlers Fifty Miles From Vancouver Describe

Hairy Giants…

Sasquatch men, remnants of a lost race of “wild- men” who Inhabited the rooky regions of British Columbia centuries ago, are reported roaming the province again. After an absence of several months from the district of Harrlson Mills, 50 miles east of Vancouver, the long, wierd, wolf-like howls of the “wild men” 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 glants 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, swaying swamp grass’.

Reported Agile as Goats. 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 tho 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 Mountaln, straddled a finating log, which they propelled with their long, hairy hands and huge feet across the sluggish Glacial stream to the other side. There they abandoned the log and climbed hand over hand up the almost perpendicular cliff at a point known as Gibraltar and reappeared at the top of the ridge. They carried two large clubs and walked around a herd of cattle directly in their path.

Indian’s Story Retold…

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 rock 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 Indlan escaped by cutting his fishing tackle and paddling away. The same Indian declares two Sasquatch twice have stolen salmon which he tied outside his house out of reach of dogs. The latest appearance of the monsters was peaceful. They avoided the trails usually used by people of the valleyand molested neither cattle nor human beings.

People who have reported seeing the giants on their rare appearances described the men’s appearance as ferocious looking like wild men, nine feet tallu and covered from head to toes with thick black hair..