Our long time member Tirademan (R.I.P. Scott McClean) compiled this extensive archive of Sasquatch related newspaper articles and donated it to the BFF before his passing. The earliest articles in this collection are from 1818 in Florida, 1877 (Australia), 1884 (Canada) and 1764 (Europe).
Seems I read about this (maybe in private emails) a few months ago, (with the whole "in the trunk of a car thing). The photo showing the actual film strip is single perf, typical release print format, so it could be the Theatrical reels Roger showed around the country. Of those, only reel one is known and studied.
I'd definitely buy it if I had money to burn, but I don't.
Hope it does fall into the hands of a responsible researcher, somehow.
Another copy of America's Abominable Snowman was put up for bid recently.
Starting price was $7,500. No bids were submitted and the bidding period has closed.
Here is a description of it along with the standard mysterious details of it's discovery etc.
I'm not going remote, I'd be in a campground. I wouldn't object to a single knock here and there, like on a hike or something. I always have a bag of musical instruments and sometimes do some drumming. Seeing a pattern here.
In a remote area I can hear a vehicle approaching from several miles away on rough logging roads. . If I can, so can BF, especially if you have narrowed down an active area and drive into it to park. When my research area was active, I had the feeling I was being watched nearly all the time. A couple of times when I slammed the drivers door to hike, I could hear a responding wood knock. The door apparently signaled them I was there. It was not trail head that was used by anyone else. Of course in other areas where I never found any indication of activity, I rarely had the feeling I was being watched. Not sure if that was a chicken and egg relationship or not. Certainly after a footprint find, I expect BF to be in the area watching me. My first footprint find was so fresh that I must have nearly seen the BF that made it. Little bits of rock were falling of the edges of the print. I have wondered how close the BF was and if it was watching me.
I played the trumpet as a young person but fell and knocked out my front teeth, ending my trumpet playing career. I wish I could go out and do that now.
I have also played a recording of Native American flute music, and heard knocks. I play it at a regular volume, not 'blasted" into the woods. Doesn't always work, and the music gets annoying after a while when I am trying to listen. I would play it myself, but I don't have a musical bone in my body. But I can play the kazoo. Oh, and a nose flute (really!). LOL