I admit I was in diapers when that article was written, so perhaps the magazine's reputation was better back then... I liked this part:
I am indebted to Sgt. Jack Robertson of The Dalles Sheriff’s department for a bit of woodsy Omah lore.
“If you should be out in the woods without a weapon,” he said, “and you see Bigfoot, just throw some crap in his face and he’ll run away. They hate that.”
“What am I going to do if there isn’t any crap around?”
“Listen,” Robertson said, “if you’re out in the woods alone and you see him, there’ll be plenty of crap around.”