Bigfoot Mountain

”You oughta be in pictures”, you would not think this would be a line attributed to something quite as unattractive as Bigfoot. But, in actuality, he probably gets more offers than Julia Roberts does right now. Evidence of this is the recent release of his first major film Primal Rage (which did a one night only showing this past January). He has been portrayed as anything from lovable family friend Harry, from "Harry and the Hendersons" to ripping off male anatomy in the 1970s movie "Bigfoot"  starring John Carradine (there was also other cringe-worthy scenes if I recall). It was tough going there for a bit. To date, Bigfoot has been the star of as many as 50 films or more and I am surprised to have seen many, if not all of them. Starting with "Abominable Snowman, Beast of the  Himalaya", Hammer House of Horror film with Peter Cushing (one of my favorite actors) and ending, most recently, with "Primal Rage" I've seen more than my share.  Hm

There are birthday parties and then there are birthday parties. For instance, your 16th’ and 21st are ones to celebrate. The next time you celebrate with your friends, remember that you're celebrating that you're still alive. Humans have to learn to find those happy mediums like a happy birthday you're old enough to drink now but not so old it will make you sick on those blood pressure meds your taking. But how do you measure your time on this earth without those pesky parties? Would we enjoy life more if we weren't keeping a score card? And then adding bucket lists to make it more stressful. I mean if you never knew how old you were and didn't need to make lists, you could get on with the business of actually living. For instance, bucket lists have to be completed before you're so old you can't do them. Now you're too old to do things before you even die! But if you are ageless and timeless, the sky could be the limit. There are debates on both the ag

I, tried so hard to let you go, but some kind of madness has swallowed me whole. I, i have finally seen the light and i have finally realized, what you mean.      Madness, The Muse So while piled under a million blankets in an undisclosed location. I thought to myself, time to start writing. But what should I write about hmm, I'm freezing, and tired from squatching and I'm getting cranky. You should write about something you know they say. Well, what if you write about something you don't know? But really, really want to know? I'm out and about this weekend freezing for the love of a squatch, that I don't know. I've never seen him before. I've never been given a first-hand account of a sighting and what it felt like to truly see him. Can I continue to write about him so heartfelt week after week without this amazing event taking place? Can I appreciate the reason why I'm out here this weekend and any other in these freezing temperatures without truly

On yet another glorious snowy morning in Massachusetts, the 3rd one in as many weeks, I sat out in the doorway just watching it all come down. I couldn't help but think-what if I was outside lost and stranded? What if the abominable snowman exists and is out hunting right now?  It made me think of a tale, a true tale, of an abominable snowman that was out prowling, that did hunt people. He currently resides in the icy slopes of Dyatlov Pass, in the Ural Mountains of Russia. I feel relatively safe telling his tale from this location. It would be a lot of work for him to get here. But just in case, I have a Louisville Slugger near my door. His tale is the most frightening one I've ever heard and has haunted me since I first heard of it many years ago. (Many? Did my editor put that word in)?It's a scary tale because it is real...and we have proof. On February 2nd, 1959. Nine unsuspecting college students entered the liar of a Yeti and didn't survive to tell this tal

So  as many of you know, I normally write primarily about our beloved Bigfoot. But I wanted to step away today and write about a certain Crypto who is the much scarier of the two but decidedly less known. The Beast of Bray Road himself, Dogman. Stalking that infamous street in Elkhorn Wisconsin. I must admit, I have heard of them both but never made the connection till now that they were one in the same. Although I picture him as more of a werewolf type. I was told he was actually more of a mix of canine and Sasquatch. Well then in that case, insert every joke here about their possible breeding program and then we can all move on. Need more time? Then I'll give you the time it takes for me to explain what the veterinarian told me about my dog. I was told she was a beagle when I know that she's a mix of Dachshund and German Sheppard. Now tell me how the logistics worked there and then I'll try to piece together how this half hominid and half canine creature came about. Wh

Good evening, I'm Chevy Chase and you're not.. Have you ever been in the woods on a Saturday night and said to yourself, “what the hell am I doing here? I could be on the beach right now.” Well if you never have? you might be a squatcher. And if you are and you have service right now, you're probably reading this from the woods right now. Everybody has their own idea of a good time. And I love beach time and live in my bathing suit in the summer. But if you really wanted to know what a nice Saturday night would be for me? I’ll describe it as follows. A nice roaring fire, bottle of wine. (Just Boonfarms will do for me.) 😉great stories, great friends and if your lucky someone special who enjoys the need to be outdoors and wild. Squatching and chilling. But it wouldn’t be Saturday Night Live in the woods without some funny mishaps, and out in nature you just can't anticipate everything  because live is live after all. Tonight I thought I'd share a few of mine. Jo

https://youtu.be/GmX0wRODV1A      Yes, that is Jack from Nightmare Before Christmas above. One of my favorite songs, What’s This? From one of my favorite movies. Much to my families chagrin I ran around the house endlessly singing this song. (I still do now, only I can do it Risky Buisness style because I’m cooler now.,and more coordinated) When I’m in the woods I’m always Jack. I want to see everything at once. Im entranced always as if I’ve never been in the woods before. Never gets old. I could chase butterflies all day. But when I get home and it’s time to look through all those pictures that I resemble Jack the most. As each new picture unfolds, telling it’s own story.  I’m singing again: What’s this? What’s this? Everyone enjoys taking beautiful nature and wildlife pictures to post on social media and to look at fondly down the road. But when you're taking pictures out squatching everything is different. Your using a whole new lens.You're taking those pictures as pa

Can't start a fire.. Can't start a fire without a spark.. Last night had been a long night of firsts for me. It really tested my mettle. Darkness and I have always had a love/hate relationship. I think the darkness is beautiful. But then again, I also think Sasquatch is hiding in my woods at night ready to pounce. Not a raccoon or skunk. Ever. (I may also think The Creature from the Black Lagoon or Jason is coming out of my lake as well.) The mind when you are alone in the darkness, if there is no fire or spark, can do funny things to some people-me probably the most. But if you were a Sasquatch living in the darkness as part of your normal routine (as we have seen no evidence of fire making capabilities) how would you have adapted to it? What extra senses would you get? What would your feeling be of the night environment around you? Would you think it was a human ready to pop out at you when you heard noises?  Some believe that one class of early man didn't evolve with