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And I think Bigfoot has nothing to worry about from either one of us.

We were kids and there was no reason to stay indoors. We were always out in the surrounding areas poking around. Also, in arid regions they are forced into closer proximity due to the need to share water sources. Circumstances: 1. Deer hunting on Peavine Mountain in 1970. Howling from across a meadow and a large shadowy figure just barely visible in the opposite shaded tree line walking away. 2. We were approaching a dry wash in the valley with perfect cover and concealment (1972) with the intent to explore it and were accosted by an eight foot plus adult male as we got right up on it. Middle of the afternoon, middle of August. Nothing but sagebrush between us and him with the closest of us within arm's reach. 3. Middle of the night (1972) adult pursued into neighborhood by a pack of feral dogs and cornered in our back yard outside my window. They're smart, and it apparently knew the layout of our neighborhood by observing from the overlooking ridgeline to the East and intended to lead the dogs through our yard where the fence hadn't yet been built on the front, but formed a cul de sac in the back where it could vault the fence and the dogs would be cornered. It apparently didn't know about the small flowerbed trellis under my window, though, and tripped over it, which gave the dogs a chance to corner it briefly. 4. We were investigating an area where they had been feeding on lizards and torn a small boulder formation apart to get at them (1973). a sub-adolescent female threw a couple of rocks at me from the mouth of a draw. I pursued her (thought she was another local kid and didn't get a look at her until I was well up the draw). After I got a look at her I stopped and them followed slowly until I emerged into a sheltered area bounded by three hilltops. It had been scoured, all vegetation holding even a little water gone. It occurred to me that I was chasing one of their kids and I didn't want to get caught by its parents. I left. 5. Forty miles plus North by Northeast we were looking for an old Indian burial ground Northwest of Pyramid Lake (1976). We were in the middle of nowhere and an adult male traversed the ridge just in front of us (we were facing West) headed toward a mountain cluster to the Northeast. We were at least twenty miles from the nearest town and it had no reason to expect that there were any people nearby. 6. More than once I observed large "people" seven feet or taller silhouetted on the ridgeline East of our neighborhood right at sunset. The scoured area into which I pursued the sub-adolescent female was right behind them. On different occasions I observed one large person, two large people, and two large people accompanied by two kids that bounced around in the boulders like chimps. I assume that they were watching the neighborhood settle down and am certain they knew its layout as well as any of us did. They were also probably picking out food and water sources. Pets had a habit of disappearing in our area. So, if you're a bored kid poking into areas adults have no reason to go, you've got a better chance of encountering them. If you control the local water and live in an irrigated area in an otherwise arid environment where you grow edible plants, and attract local prey species from the surrounding environment, you've got a chance of bringing them in closer and your area may become a stop over as they travel, particularly if they intend to hydrate well before striking out on the next leg of their travel where water is scarce. They understand that in low light at a distance they are likely to be ignored (we mistake them for people). They study and have a very well developed awareness of the areas in which they stay even for brief times. They also study us and our behavior patterns and apply that knowledge to avoid us even as they exploit the food sources or feeding opportunities we inadvertently create for them. Observing the slide, at the beginning of his jump he appeared to be going for a spot four or five feet below his initial position. He hit the loose sand there with his heels and went over, striking the same spot with his buttocks as he fell past it down to the bottom. That slowed his fall slightly. He was limping after. It wasn't a bigfoot. It was an idiot.