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
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.
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!
A “large primate skull” was allegedly found in British Columbia by American YouTuber Coyote Peterson, according to social media posts he shared on Thursday (July 7). However, experts told Live Science
— Read on www.livescience.com/coyote-peterson-primate-skull-fiasco
“It’s been awhile since I’ve read about this particular tale and watched the footage so I thought I’d share for everyone here. At 8:30 p.m., July 25, 1977, two giant birds swooped down on a backyard in Lawndale and attacked a 10-year-old boy. One of the birds latched on to the youngster and started to carry him away, but the boy’s mother began beating on the bird until it released him. Shortly after in that same year John “Chief AJ” Huffer. captured this infamous footage of Thunderbirds in Illinois.
Wildlife experts came to the conclusion that they were just turkey vultures but the Chief beloved he had filmed the mysterious thunderbirds of his peoples legends.
Thunderbirds have always fascinated me. I’ve seen and filmed and even walked up to some very large birds and waterfowl over the past few years. It’s a feeling of awe when they allow you to get near, it doesn’t happen often but for some reason no animal is afraid of me.
So having been near some big beauties i was familiar with their sounds, shape, flight shadows. So when my sister and I had our strange moment in Freetown Forest we knew something was different about this birdie.
Now my sister is the one who saw it, I saw the shadow and we both heard a sound from it we have never heard before.
My sisters words were “ is that a pterodactyl?!”
Who knows what it was but the sound I won’t forget, I’ve never heard it since.
So, maybe he did film vultures, but I for one believe something is out there flying around. A beautiful large majestic bird of legend…”
“He said rustlers, not the legendary animal who West Dade residents have claimed sucked blood from their animals and mutilated them, are responsible. “Pirates – they were professionals. You could tell by the cuts and because they knew what to leave behind,”
This is a great article about cryptid sightings reported throughout the years in the Miami Herald. What is great about seeing a time line of sightings like this, is you have a chance to really ponder the evidence. But where there are swamps there are hominids I believe. (One reason I’m always in the swamp)
So first up was a couple articles on the chupacabra. That goat sucking weirdo. These were written in the 90s when they were having a string of livestock disappearing and also being mutualized.
I’m always on the fence with these less logically explained cryprids. Bigfoot? missing link, chupacabra? Who the hell knows. But with the recent find of a bear dog and some zebra cat thing, anything goes, as they say.
Nature creates some amazing life. But here the farmers were convinced that it was cattle thieves that were the culprits, and not a cattle sucking weirdo.
One farmer explained his reason for thinking that it was rustlers was because the way the animals were cut , that it was in such a way as to take the best part of the meat. Sorry, there was no good way to say it. What about any holes found? Well, maybe animals were drugged so they could complete their work? I don’t know I’m just brainstorming here with you. If not chupacabra , what do you think it could be? And if it’s the weirdo then after the 90s where did he go?
“There were rumors in the 1960s of a Bigfoot or a large skunk ape being held by the armed services at . . . Everglades National Park,” wildlife biologist George Dalrymple said.
The ape escaped by ramming itself through a concrete block wall, as the story went. Some investigators made plaster casts of its prints, but those casts are top secret, probably locked away in federal vaults.”
Now skunk ape is a different thing. Less weirdo more stinko.But in places such as this where tourism is all the rage, you have to consider the gains one may get with a legend walking around…
They talk to David Shealy about his evidence in this article, so let’s look at that, it states in the articles that he is a “tireless promoter and proprietor of a Skunk-Ape theme campground in tiny Ochopee on the Tamiami Trail” .
A campground that was always a struggle financially for them. But now, drawing on the legend of the skunkape, things were looking up. He began doing tours out there in the swamp to look for them, and was selling items related to the skunkape.
In 2000 Shealy filmed this video of an alleged ape, he has cast foot prints, prints that Jeff Meldrum stated left him feeling unconvinced. And witnesses who said it was his family out there roaming around in a suit, that they saw gorilla costumes hanging inside their home. You can’t blame them, (if it was them). This was a great financial opportunity for them and for the rest of the town who also uses the legend for their gain. You have to stay focused and weigh all of this information and evidence if you want to make a truly informed decision on wether or not it’s genuine evidence.
Loren Coleman stated that there was enough credible witnesses and evidence for him to believe a North American ape, (or for me a missing link),could be out there. I agree, there is enough for me to believe that something is out there in the Everglades. And I believe following the swamps and/or rivers are your best locations to have an encounter , so why not there. Let me know what you’re thinking. There are no wrong answers and a dialogue is what may help us bring home the evidence.
Communication and working together will go a long way. And as a final thought, if he has odor here in New England, I don’t even want to know what he smells like in the Everglades with that hair and humidity. And what does it do to their hair!! 😱 pack glade, body spray and detangle spray when you go!
TGIF everyone, enjoy your weekend and be safe in the woods!
I always loved the woods. Have always played in them. So when I rescued my first doggo Maggie, my beagle, I found these little town trails where I could teach her to stay with me out there, get comfortable with the wilderness and mostly just enjoy the serenity for me, the sniffs for her.
This area is so beloved that when I rescued my chihuahua Howard, we came here to teach him how to map the wilderness with his senses. Howard is a blind dog, who had a very rough start to life. He was abandoned in a field blind and alone.
I needed to take him some place he’d feel safe, be safe, but still give him the feel of the wilderness, even though we were close to home.
He does fantastic here, you can see in this video that he leads the way! So proud I am of him. But, when we headed here last week we passed tree trucks mowing down one of our trails. I can’t tell you the shock and stress I felt. I was compelled to pull over and “chat” with the DCR crew. They explained with their hands out for me not to kill them that they were just doing their job, and their job was to annihilate this forest and trails system for a bike path. Pave this beautiful trail for a bike path!
I’m not going to tell you of my reaction to that. But thinking she was going to help, a neighbor came out to tell me she just moved here from Lexington, they lived close to a bike path there, and I’m going to love it. She explained more people can come now with their kids, etc and get to enjoy the path.
So basically mow down more nature so people will go out and enjoy more pavement. I told the woman that I don’t like pavement, or people. I like trails and trees, and I apologize, I’m not proud because I think I may have told this poor woman to move back to Lexington then
. But it was the stress of it all, I was watching my memories get plowed again. I just can’t emotionally handle the destruction anymore.
Today, Howard and I headed out to the other local trail we like, and the above video is what we discovered when we got there. I set this video to music and not nature this time because you dont need to hear me weeping as we walk.
You see, I am someone who wants to rewind this planet and it’s inhabitants. Share the land with all the creatures again. Hunt and gather. Work your land and not work at a stupid job till you drop for currency that we kill more trees to print. I know it not realistic and will never happen unless something catastrophic happens. But when and if that ever does, no one on this planet will know how to even get a fire started!
Humanity is its own enemy and the worse thing that happened to this planet. And it will be its own demise…soon my bigfoot friends he will be on the endangered list because there will be no forestry to sustain him…
Thank you for allowing me this tirade. I just needed to vent in a big way. I’m very emotionally compromised today I’m sure I’ll be better tomorrow…
In all seriousness though, this is a huge camping weekend. You’re going to bang into all kinds of things out there from idiots to bigfoot (who thinks you’re the idiot). But our biggest and most likely threat most likely will come from a nest, or worse from a mama bear and her cubs.
I’ll tell you my first camping trip without my family horror story. I was 16, on a mountain top in Maine. Beautiful spot. It was a ski lodge that my friend was a caretaker of.
Although there was a lodge there for some stupid reason we wanted to sleep in the great outdoors. So, we set up, had a huge clambake, then everyone went in the lodge to sleep except for the four of us that wanted to sleep outdoors.
I passed out and a few hours later I heard rustling, I looked up and the shadow on the tent was of a huge bear. Not firelight shadowing can make things look bigger it was still scary. Apparently my friend had put the food cooler in the tent. And the smells from the clambake tempted the bears down.
We had to move the color to the front of the tent, cut out the bake and run like hell. We were young and stupid I know, but, you’ll be surprised at the numbers of bear attacks that are a result of rookie mistakes from seasoned campers. So, please be careful this holiday weekend, and summer. Here’s a few tips for those that may need it. And especially for the ones that think they don’t.
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