I recently sat down to watch a new documentary titled Working Together. The documentary features a few different bigfoot researchers Matt from Central Florida Bigfoo, Mike from Tactical Bigfoot Research, Tim T. from Florida and Bigfoot Dave coming together to investigate an area in the Florida swamps. I had seen some sneak peeks of it on Instagram so I was looking forward to catching it and I’m happy to say I was not disappointed.
The title of the documentary, (Working Together) says it all. And it was just that, it was four teams coming together to search for evidence of the skunk ape led by Matt Larson of Central Florida Bigfoot. They hit the woods and swamps of Florida searching for bigfoot, or the skunk ape as he’s referred to in those parts.
Matt out in the field ready to work…
They picked an amazing area to explore, and if it wasn’t so tropical in Florida at that time, I may have smuggled myself into one of their bags, but the area had me picturing many many mosquito bites. And a loss of 20 pounds water weight.
I love the whole concept of Working Together. Everyone has something unique and interesting to bring to the table, you should take advantage of that whenever you can, and you will probably learn a few new tricks of the trade along the way. Different fresh perspectives can really make a difference out there in the field looking at evidence. I have noticed lately that there have been more collaborations than before, lets keep it up, after all, we do have a common goal here, find evidence that bigfoot exists and is possibly roaming in our neck of the woods.
Breaking out the measuring tape to document the print…Tim T documenting on film
Although the group headed out with all the equipment you’d ever want to bring out researching, which is great, I really enjoyed their personal attention to the evidence and interactions the most. They were focused on the evidence around them, they found some interesting things too, but I’m not going to give away the good stuff, you have to watch it for yourself. I loved that they took a very forensic crime scene approach to what they were seeing , it is how we all should be documenting our evidence.
Mike from Tacticle Bigfoot Research working with 3D photo app
While they were examining everything before them they were also offering good suggestions on the latest equipment and apps out there that could help assist you in your search. I personally have already taken advantage of two of the apps mentioned. The Cornell Library Bird call identifier and a 3D photo app that actually saved me in the field last summer when I came up on an interesting print and nothing to cast it with me.
I appreciated that Matt didn’t over produce this documentary with all the dramatic bells and whistles. There was no soundtrack playing which allowed us to hear nature’s chorus instead. The only thing I would have wanted differently was that I wasn’t able to hear some of the conversations happening and it left me wondering if maybe I missed some good tips etc. but he may have done that intentionally for privacy.
I’m recommending this documentary highly. It’s what bigfoot research should be, you can click the link to watch, it’s streaming free on YouTube…
What if, while hiking through the’ Oregon woods, you stumbled across the legendary Bigfoot monster, – roped the beast and took it home. Next, you reported your catch to the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service. Would the agency know what to do? Yes, says the agency, and to prove its readiness has written a lengthy news release describing just what it would do about your call.
if You Catch a Bigfoot By SAM HARTZ WASHINGTON (AP)
What if, while hiking through the’ Oregon woods, you stumbled across the legendary Bigfoot monster, – roped the beast and took it home. Next, you reported your catch to the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service. Would the agency know what to do? Yes, says the agency, and to prove its readiness has written a lengthy news release describing just what it would do about your call.
But why. you might ask, has the U.S. government gone to such lengths over the possible capture of what, at least so far, is just a legend of long standing. Well. Fish and Wildlife reminds us, the gorilla was only a legend until the late 19th century. The komodo dragon, a 10-foot lizard, once a legend also.
To be sure’, added the agency, many sightings of today’s legendary “monsters’,’, are misinterpreted reports or even downright hoaxes. But there’s more to be said for the existence of a genuine Bigfoot. Not only have there been “sightings” of the purported 8- foot, 900-pound Pacific Northwest humanoid, but Skaminia County, Washington, is prepared to impose a fine of $10,000 and a 5-year jail term on anyone who kills a Bigfoot,. Last year the Florida and Oregon legislatures took up bills protecting Bigfoot-type creatures, and a Bureau of Indian Affairs policeman has a plaster cast of an 18-inch foot left after he claimed seeing Bigfoot in South Dakota.
So if Bigfoot were found, what then? The agency set up a scenario: “Word of its discovery would be flashed around the world within hours. Hysteria, fear or panic might accompany the news in the area where the creature was located. The throngs of curiosity seekers, would-be countless and others wanting to find Bigfoot would not only create a serious threat to the animal itself, but to public safety as well … .” And, asks Fish and Wildlife: “Would such a creature be subjected to the same kind of exploitation as the giant movie ape, King Kong?” Hardly, if the Interior could help it. : After receiving priority protection under Endangered.’ Species Bigfoot would undergo humdrum processing for term safeguarding. The following would be, How big is the Bigfoot population? Do Bigfeet occur anywhere else? Is the Bigfoot population in danger? Is Bigfoot’s habitat secure? Are the Bigfoot species being exploited? And what is Bigfoot’s reproductive cycles? “But for the record,” Keith Schreiner, associate director, “I doubt we’ll have to do anything, because I’m not sure I believe there any around here in the first place.” :
When loggers mentioned strange footprints in the woods, Edson would pack up his gear after work and spend that night and the next day tracking Bigfoot. Some nights, Edson said, the creature’s moans would keep him awake all night. At other times. . he’d catch a whiff of Bigfoot’s characteristic foul odor. Bigfoot though, he keeps a low profile Edson is sure that Marukarara. the Karok term for Bigfoot, doesn’t appear before men unless the creature is curious – or angry. “They hate all logging equipment because they think it is spoiling their environment.” Edson said, and that’s the explanation he offers for his one experience with a violent Bigfoot. .
Edson said he was waiting to unload a truckful of logs at a landing when “this thing came down from the hills. He began beating the hood of the truck with his arms,” Edson said . “He didn’t want me or he could’ve broken the window and grabbed me” Instead. Edson theorizes, the creature was disturbed by the logging.”
“A black, ape-like creature passed by Charles Edson’s hiding place. Then slowly turned and stared directly at the hunter. . “It knew I was there all the time,” Edson said. Bigfoot. Sasquatch. Marukarara. the Giant -Mountains People. Edson’s years of stalking the alleged creatures have made him a Bigfoot booster and given him material for his first book, “My Travels With Bigfoot ” . Edson’s account of his search for Marukarara from 1952 to 1967 is unusual in the annals of Bigfoot books because it is a first-person account that features several face-to-face encounters with the alleged creature. . The. Bigfoot field Is a natural for skeptics, but Crescent Publications of Los Angeles is not one of them. Crescent forwarded Edson a $1,500 advance payment for ‘Travels” and organized a book party for Saturday at 7 pm in the Newark Pavilion.
Bigfoot photos, casts of footprints, and a film will be shown. Edson will autograph copies of what he calls “A True Life Odyssey.” Edson looks like he’d be more at home pursuing mysterious, howling creatures across Northern California mountains than standing around publishers’ parties. A burly man, the logger and part-. time deputy sheriff, in Siskiyou County bears a faint resemblance to actor Richard Boone.
More than 25 years ago. Edson was introduced to the bizarre world of Bigfoot by a Karok Indian, Barry Harper. Harper and Edson were hunting one day when the quiet Karok showed Edson footprints made by some huge creature. They were 15 to 17 inches long, with large toes, like the misshapen footprint of a huge man, Edson said. In the high country north of the Trinity Alps. Harper showed Edson many of the tracks. Edson was intrigued, but not a great believer. I kept hunting and hunting and one day I found it.” he said. On a ridge about a mile away from Edson.
He saw what looked like a black bear on its hind legs. As he continued to watch, though. Edson said he was convinced that he was spying on Bigfoot. “It was like (catching) gold fever.” he said. For the next 12 years, he would chase after evidence of Bigfoot, forming theories about what the creature is and how it behaves. When loggers mentioned strange footprints in the woods, Edson would pack up his gear after work and spend that night and the next day tracking Bigfoot. Some nights, Edson said, the creature’s moans would keep him awake all night. At other times. . he’d catch a whiff of Bigfoot’s characteristic foul odor. Bigfoot though, he keeps a low profile Edson is sure that Marukarara. the Karok term for Bigfoot, doesn’t appear before men unless the creature is curious – or angry. “They hate all logging equipment because they think it is spoiling their environment.” Edson said, and that’s the explanation he offers for his one experience with a violent Bigfoot. .
Edson said he was waiting to unload a truckful of logs at a landing when “this thing came down from the hills. He began beating the hood of the truck with his arms,” Edson said . “He didn’t want me or he could’ve broken the window and grabbed me” Instead. Edson theorizes, the creature was disturbed by the logging. Indians told Edson that A Murakarara used to feed near the Klamath river but an increased number or people . Mainly loggers chased them back up the mountains. So what are these thing? . ‘ Edson offered two possibilities – “missing links between apes and men on the evolutionary scale, or a tribe of primitive Indians afflicted by a hereditary aisease. . Other Bigfoot theories advanced by Edson’ include these . During winter, they keep warm by sticking moss to their hairy body with tree sap. Only solo Bigfoot have been reported or spotted, but Edson believes they travel in family groups. ,” , Bigfoot understands that men are interested in him. but is wary of outsiders – especially those ‘ , carrying anything metallic.
Edson eventually gave up carrying a gun on Murakarara expeditions and said it helped his hunting. Bigfoot is sneaky. Its bones have never been found, and Edson said he’s seen the creature erasing its tracks before. Although Fremont is far from the haunts of Bigfoot. an entire room of Edson’s home is devoted to Bigfoot souvenirs – from dozens of plaster casts of footprints to newspaper clippings about the beast.
Due to an ailment, it’s been years- since he tracked Bigfoot. but he used the year and a half of his convalescence period to compose: . “Travels” This summer. Edson promised, he’ll be back to Bigfoot country, searching for the definitive proof that has eluded him and other Bigfoot fanciers. And the ailment that has kept him from hunting the Marukarara is just a coincidence, he said with a laugh, my feet were operated on.”
I really enjoyed this article. Edson and I seem to share a lot of the same theories to what a Bigfoot could be. The missing link or a split somewhere on the evolutionary scale.
And also the bit where he mentions not wanting to take anything metallic such as a gun with him. That is definitely my thoughts exactly. If they are there in the woods with me somewhere I don’t want them to think I’m going to harm them in any way. Or drag them home. I want them to stay wild and live in peace.
Every Bigfoot researcher, like myself, have different theories to whether they are man or ape, and they also have different approaches to what they like to do in the field. Carry film equipment? Weapons? Passive like me,etc. It’s a good thing because until we get a chance to ask one personally we need to try everything.
Have an awesome Sunday everyone and keep on Squatchin on…
It’s 11:00 on a Tuesday night. I hiked this morning for four hours and I’m feeling it now boy. But I still wanted to get outside and see this moon.
It’s hard to believe our luck that this moon was pulled into our obit at just the right place to help create and sustain our life.
Seeing the moonshine on my lake is so calming to me. And I’m thankful and blessed to be living here to see it.
Every hectic and crazy thing that happened today has completely melted away, And I knew I had to share it with you.
I hope you’re viewing and reading this somewhere amazing too. Just look up, breathe and let the moon take you away.
If you could watch this moon tonight from anywhere in the world where would you like to be? For me, I’d love to go to Scotland and see that full moon just once and maybe find me a Laird to watch it with….but till then this is just perfect.
Enjoy your night, enjoy the video, and hey, let me know where you watched it from tonight and where you would like to go see it someday.
Peace everyone, and remember one moon, one planet, one species…the human race…
“As I’m sitting here below a canopy of trees Listening to the bird’s song playing above me I think, how can anyone not love this? How can they not be here? But they are out there, consuming and consuming without care Look down at your babies and say I don’t care if the planet is here for you one day That if you grow up and it’s gone That you didn’t do anything at all to save it along the way You cut down every tree, paved every patch of land I don’t know why humanity doesn’t understand Every person needs the oxygen of nine trees to live Look at the few trees around you, The stumps only you left in your yard Then maybe you’ll have two shits to give When you have no animals to eat because you mowed down all the grass How long do you think we can last? I try to drive home this message with all that I do Because if all out messages don’t work, we are done as a species, there is no other planet, we are through Maybe one day some form of life will look through our fossil record And put the pieces together, that yes, it was us that wrecked it” Poem and photos by me, written in the forest today…
I want to tell you a story today, it’s not about a Bigfoot, it’s about this dog and his master, I’m not going to use their names to give them some privacy. The first thing I want to say is what a magnificent looking dog he is. Isn’t he? This wonderful dog is a support dog for his very sweet mommy whom I met today. She is an older woman who has been diagnosed with MS. It’s one of the scariest diseases out there. And how you deal with it is a matter of mental life or death I would imagine. Staying positive is probably not always easy but this wonderful woman did. We chatted for quite awhile, more than hour, she surprised me telling me how she was a hunter, hiker and all around outdoors girl. She hunted with arrows, rifles etc. fished, hiked, nature photographer, just amazing. She told me all about the flora and fauna in this park as well as some of its history. You can hear her talking a bit in my video from yesterday. Many, many years ago the doctors told her she had 3 to 5 years tops to live . She did eventually end up wheelchair bound. But with a lot of therapy, strength and determination here she is out here with me. She made it all the way to the river on her own steam, walking with just a cane and her handsome dog. A miracle. But wait there is more… Now to her adorable doggo. This amazing pup, she trained on her own to be her support dog because everyone said this terrier, that she rescued, could never be a support dog. Well he is, and now it was his turn to rescue her. Walking at this beautiful location awhile back one of her legs just gave out and she fell and couldn’t get up, so this amazing animal took off and found a couple walking that he led to his master, who saved her because she couldn’t get back up without help. They are both an amazing pair. They rescued each other. Love and loyalty. Everyone counted this little dog out and now he’s a hero. They counted her out and here she is. I was glad her legs and mine were both walking on that river yesterday so I had this wonderful opportunity to meet her. She said she lives for this, getting outdoors keeps her going. She forgets all about her pain etc. I know the feeling some days. If ever you think a dog is trying to lead you somewhere please follow, someone may need your assistance. And never count out the little ones they can rise high for the occasion when needed. And never count this lady out either she is one tough cookie, a true woman of the woods…
ON a clear spring morning last year in the woods a dozen miles north of Newton in Sussex County, two men were examining a swamp made by a beaver dam when growls shattered the quiet. Across the swamp water, 150 feet away, two dogs were fighting with something that was partly submerged.
“It seemed like the dogs were trying to push the thing under,” Irving Raser, one Of the men, recounted some months later. “I couldn’t tell whether it was an animal, but it wasn’t a deer because it had dark hair. It was big, but it wasn’t a bear, either. I could see that.”
The men shouted and the dogs backed off, giving the creature time to work its way to dry land, where it stood up on two legs. It was then that Mr. Raser, a Layton resident, and his companion, Charles Ames of Flatbrookville, got a good look at the animal, and they were astonished by what they saw.
“It was about six feet tall.” Mr. Raser said. “It weighed 250 to 300 pounds, and it was covered with long, brown heir. It had a flat face with deep‐set eyes, and the palms of its hands were hairless; if I didn’t know better, I’d have said it was a man dressed up in e monkey suit.”
The animal screamed at the dogs, making a fierce sound that Mr. Raser had never heard before, even though he has hunted nearly every game animal in the eastern woods. It whacked its hand loudly against small maple tree to keep. the dogs at bay, and it continued to roar, all the time keeping an eye on the two men.
After a half‐hour or more, the men jumped into their pickup truck and hurried to the nearby Hainesville barracks of the state police. They returned shortly, accompanied by two state troopers armed with shotguns. Neither the dogs nor the animal were in sight. The spot where the animal had stood was inaccessible because of surrounding deep water; close by, the troopers found the carcass of a deer.
In their subsequent report, the police said that the men had apparently seen two dogs fighting the deer. The strange animal they had described must have been a mistake, the report concluded.
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