Divergent 1 asked: Well did you camp on the sandbar after finding the magic bigfoot prints or did you load the boat back up and move on down stream?
Weird as it may seem, we stayed there camped on that same large sand bar for about 4 days, then I blew my knee out, my partner got pissed at me as we had been planning this for about 2 years and we were going to mine for a little over a months period. He actually was so upset that he skee-dadled and left my arse there. It took another day and a half by myself to load up my share of the gear and drive myself to nearest Health Care (about 120 some-odd miles).
I need to clarify one thing though... We do not know for sure what type of prints they were, our minds at that time were just trying to piece together familiar known images, thats why we settled on a Humongous Bear because neither one of us at that time had seen (read about, yes... experienced, no) anything like those prints before. And to this date, despite what I've now seen (footprints wise that I assume are squatch's), what I struggle on is the appearing-disappearing act.
Gumshoeye asked: "One question came to mind relative to the prints in the sand bar you say were about 15 feet from the river, is it possible the thing entered the river? I am thinking mountains, river, maybe some noisy water movement that would conceal a splash."
My apologies that I wasn't very clear in my explanation, I'll attempt it a bit differently.
If the Boat anchored partly on the river and partly on the sand is "Point-A", and the basecamp we were carrying the gear to is Point-B, and you drew a straight unwaivering line between the two for a little over 100 feet, then you have our personal to and fro walking path. Both of us were walking pretty much in our own footsteps back and forth (from camp to the boat and then back again).
And we had already made several trips (back and forth) with mining and camping gear. Neither of us saw anything but our prints the first couple of times. Then when the prints were pointed out to me, they were no further than maybe several feet from our initial paths. Again, let me stress this, they were not there prior to our arrival, nor during the first couple of loads in. And my partner would've been about 25-30 feet ahead of me each time in our 'load-in. So again, we should've seen something with our slight walking delay.
Now with regards to the prints stopping about 15 feet away from the boat. Keep in mind, the prints are right beside us walking in the same direction as we are (caveat: although a few feet over to our left as were walking back to the boat). When the prints end, it literally ends. There is no smudging or inkling that anything was in the area (Caveat: except for our two sets of prints going towards the boat). And I'm still talking about a straightline (point-a to point- to the boat. Both of us looked for signs in the river, we walked along the shoreline to see if they picked up elsewhere, but nothing was to be found.
With regard to the possibility of the river masking any possible sounds. The river was like glass as it widen out and we chose the spot for it's quiet and serenity. The other thing that bothered us (because believe me we talked about this all four days prior to my blow-out), how could a creature simply jump away a full 15+ feet (because we did consider the jumping in the river scenario). And if this was the case, wouldn't the last set of footprints had a deeper/wider print in it's propeling itself (to whereever)? Or for that matter what about where the prints started from? They were some 20+ feet away from our base-camp, where the heck did they originate from? And again, the prints begin, continue and end as if this creature was just strolling along.
And if I wasn't clear before, there is nothing on this sandbar (no trees, no brush, nothing but sand), and I believe I stated that were several feet away from the woods (camp-wise), but the length of the sandbar was a good 250-275 feet long/wide. It was picked because we thought it was a good spot with plenty of view.
I hope that better clarifies the scenario...
Divergent 1 said: "In other words IT was standing right by them observing and walked off in a matter of minutes that it took to tote the gear from the boat to the camp site on the sand bar....very creepy,"
Yes that pretty well sums it up, except the nagging feeling that reality as I knew it went right out the window. I'm a rational man and like to think in practical and methodical terms. When you have something appear next to you that makes no logical sense, well my friend... your head begins to hurt.. hurt a lot. And now here's something we really didn't piece together till about day 3. In the amount of time it took us both to do our unloadimg routine, there is also no logical way those prints could've been made when you factor in the bit of delay between the two of us walking back and forth. So now what? Do we now have to include 'missing time' with this event?
Ohhhhh.. my head is starting to hurt again! (And you folks will learn that when I get anxious or nervous I have a tendency to rely on humor as a sanity (or is that a safety) blanket.. lol)