About 1977, I was camping near a small lake in a deep mountain valley on the N side of the Fraser River with my 2 sons, who were 13 and 7 at the time. While the youngest boy and I were off-loading gear from the back of my '72 Suburban, the older boy, Steven, was goofing off, not helping. As I was about to call him over to give a hand, he started calling "Dad! Dad! look at this!". I ignored him the first couple of calls, then stepped around the truck the 3rd time he called. He was pointing up the clearcut hillside on the opposite side of the logging road from our campsite. Following his pointing finger, I saw a large patch of black just disappearing into the timberline at the top of the cutblock. I said, "Wow, you just saw a black bear, now come and help us". He insisted that it wasn't a bear that he saw, but a huge, hairy black figure walking on 2 legs. I pressed him pretty hard about the description, and he remained adamant that it walked like us, not like a circus bear on its hind legs.
It was in that same valley, a year later, that I had my own sighting, about 10 km (6 mi) from that campsite. The following spring, I found a trackway, in the wet spring snow, on the same side of the valley, crossing a saddle over the mountain to the next valley eastward. This time, I contacted John Green, who lived about 30 km from there, and took him to the trackway the next day. That trackway find, and my telling of my son's sighting, are both in his database.
My research partners, Magniaesir, Steenburg, Alohacop, and BigfootHunter, all have either firsthand encounters, or stories from family and friends, that brought them into this field, and brought us all together to continue to search for tangible proof of Sasquatch.