For the past four years I've been quietly living on a site with a long history of Sasquatch interaction. It has been every bit as rewarding. educational, and exciting as I thought it would be. I considered myself tremendously blessed to have the opportunity to be here, doing what I love the most....and to have had the support of some of the most amazing people.
Are the 'Big Guys' still here? You bet. And is it very different from the research I was doing before I lived here? Yes and No. I'll explain.
I worked really hard at not bringing a high level of expectation to the site. I knew the original homeowner had long since moved away, and that the home had been vacant for over two years. But I had high hopes that the creatures were still around, and would eventually interact with me. I was not disappointed.... One of my teammates had a class A, less than a quarter mile away from the house while we were cleaning up and getting moved in.
Are the 'Big Guys' still here? You bet. And is it very different from the research I was doing before I lived here? Yes and No. I'll explain.
I worked really hard at not bringing a high level of expectation to the site. I knew the original homeowner had long since moved away, and that the home had been vacant for over two years. But I had high hopes that the creatures were still around, and would eventually interact with me. I was not disappointed.... One of my teammates had a class A, less than a quarter mile away from the house while we were cleaning up and getting moved in.
The original plan was to earn their trust. I began by spending huge blocks of time outside, reading, painting, working in the yard. It was a veritable jungle in the back of the property, and I spent weeks hacking away at the 8 to 10 foot weeds with a machete. I also began putting food out at the same time...just before dark. Originally I was putting it down in the same place, down on the berm, on the ground, like the previous owner. But my neighbors dogs ran loose, and I was 100% convinced they were taking the food. (Dogie footprints do not lie). So I eventually hoisted a plastic crate to get the food away from the dogs.
I also recorded audio every night. And that's where the really interesting stuff was happening. It was obvious that something bipedal and large was making it's way through the property. It wasn't every night, maybe two to three times a week. But it was very compelling.
I will be sharing some of those early clips with you. I had been told by my good friends and researchers, Dennis and Shannon Pfohl, that 'The locals' rarely vocalized at this location... And that is true. But I did did capture some pretty interesting data.
Below are some images from the early days at the location.
I also recorded audio every night. And that's where the really interesting stuff was happening. It was obvious that something bipedal and large was making it's way through the property. It wasn't every night, maybe two to three times a week. But it was very compelling.
I will be sharing some of those early clips with you. I had been told by my good friends and researchers, Dennis and Shannon Pfohl, that 'The locals' rarely vocalized at this location... And that is true. But I did did capture some pretty interesting data.
Below are some images from the early days at the location.
A photo of a typical offering the first summer
Some tree structures that had been in place before I got there. This is a honey locust tree that was twisted on itself.
It was obvious some of the structures had been there many years.
This old tree twist was in an area we call the "finger of woods" between the two properties. The first summer they seemed to use the area quite a bit, possibly even bedding down at night.
Tomorrow I'll post some audio that was collected at the time.... One piece had me quiet shook up... I think you'll understand once you hear it.
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