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In hindsight here i should have overlayed the swings, apologies. I'm swamped with work right now so don't have the time i'm afraid but you should get the jist here. Not the biggest of dataset by any stretch but just about big enough to give a possible insight in to the seasonality of reports in the Ozarks, from East to West. For clarity of East/West, see below. ===== 'Eastern Ozarks' are all reports within the counties of : Crawford Laclede Maries Miller Washington Carter Dent Douglas Howell Oregon Ozark Phelps Pulaski Ripley Shannon Texas Wright Butler Iron Madison Reynolds St. Francois Ste. Genevieve Wayne ===== 'Western Ozarks' are all reports within the counties of : Barry Barton Camden Cedar Christian Dade Dallas Greene Hickory Jasper Lawrence McDonald Newton Polk St. Clair Stone Taney Vernon Webster ===== There is a singular chart/graphic here and hopefully two animated gifs with the east > west seasonal overlays. I created this for a research group down there that were working the area, good people.

Careful there, 7.62, you're starting to sound almost as frustrated as I am in trying to make sense out of what other people do. And those very people have the gall to keep charging money for little to nothing in return. Or whatever passes for a return is returned to a bar set so low by attendees and novices that I could throw a rock unseen into the brush and freak everyone out: "It's BIGFOOT!" That's how low the bar is set on Finding Bigfoot as well- if not lower. It's a real shame. Shame on them! But yeah, Bigfoot activity without the foliage screen but in winter with good visibility and the possibility of snow tracks? It's a win/win. Oh, and then there would be DNA possibilities- which never gets brought up on Finding Bigfoot, though I've yet to view even a single episode myself in all these years so that may or may not be true since Ms. Hollander is the scientist on the team. P.S. It's why I do my research in winter....nothing so far to report. Animal tracks galore everywhere, though. So....about that hibernation thing....

Another thing was the show finding Bigfoot . I would venture to guess 99% they never ventured out in the snow looking . Always in warmer months . They claimed many times watching the show they heard something that was Bigfoot , Well if there was snow you could walk and find tracks of what you say was a Bigfoot.

You know another thing that really bugs me is the paid expeditions that BFRO does and claims many have encounters that have rock throwing, knocking or they hear them close by . If they want to be so sure they are Really having encounters have them in the snow not during the summer months . Listen we hear knocking from the guide ! that's a Bigfoot we are sure ! or just had a rock or stick thrown ! Yup Bigfoot ! Well do it during the months the people can walk in the area and show the tracks in the snow where these guides say it was a Bigfoot .

Hey, good to see you on here again. I've been absent for quite a while. I do want to caution you on "running" with Haskell Hart's hypothesis, as you're going far further than he would with it. Kudos to him for finding something potentially salvageable in the Ketchum, et al, data - BUT there are (as he himself says) a number of possible explanations for how those mutations could all have shown up in that study's data, including explanations that have nothing to do with Sasquatch. His point, and it is an excellent one, is that it is worth looking for these mutations in future studies because they MIGHT be related to Sasquatch. I plan to look for these same markers in my upcoming study. I think that Haskell Hart raises a great question, but until there is more data from another source than the Ketchum, et al study, it is simply a worthy question to investigate, not a conclusion to assume is correct. (I've discussed with Haskell and this is also how he saw it.)

I found some pretty interesting data on the Ozarks in MO with some real interesting spring > summer numbers if my memory serves me right. It's real late here right now so i'll dig it out and post (my) tomorrow.

You're right cmknight, that is something one of the officers mentioned when we spoke that evening. The encounter wasn't confrontational, just them doing their job, checking a parked, running vehicle late at night. I was out of the truck, with my flashlight in hand when they pulled up. I'm very glad I had the equipment and comms that I needed, as it would have been a long, cold trek to the point where cell service became available, and I still would have needed to round up help to extract the truck the next day.

Hello I'm an English teacher in Texas. We are working on a writing project on discourse communities and how to find, participate, and learn from them. I've always been interested in Bigfoot and this interest was reawakened on my trip to the Pacific Northwest last year. I'm hoping to show my students how finding a place with like-minded individuals can be very rewarding. Looking forward to seeing, reading, and commenting on this forum.

Hi folks sorry for your concern. As the big male BF told me once in a dream, rumors of my extinction are very much exaggerated. Or maybe that was Mark Twain. I lost access (password) to the yahoo account that I use for the forum and due to that and a fussy password here have been unable to sign in. Just now figuring out how to get back in although logging in here was confusing and it took me several trys to get in. I did have a bad case of COVID in 2020 that took me out of field work. Have not fully recovered yet. In the mean time I have had a lot of time to think about field work in general. My encounter experience progressed from playful interaction at first and got more and more ounfriendly as time went on. I was dealing with a family group in a fairly small area who were apparently not nomadic in that they were there year round. Then clear cut logging started at the North end of their area and worked south wiping out most lanes of travel cover for them. I was present in the daytime three or more times a week. I had to have been a major problem for their food gathering and hunting. As you may remeber I cornered one against a ridgeline and advanced on it as fast as I could move through difficult down wood, trying to get it to break cover. That got me growled at and a tree broken off behind me. The final contact resulted in an infrasound attack from a very close distance. I cannot understand how I did not see the administrator of that attack because it was less than 10 feet away as evidenced by a large depression in the veggetation. It was painful, frightening, and kept me out of the woods for a couple of months. As I recovered from Covid I had a lot of time to think. The combination of my frequent presence and the clear cutting process had to put a lot of stress on that family group. I did not see or understand that I was a big part of their problem. They may have even thought I was part of the clear cut crew. I stopped seeing any footprints after a few months and stopped having any contact. Anyway I feel a lot of guilt for my part in disrupting their life and being part of the forces that made them move. The final concern I have about continuing with field work in some form is that along with the infrasound event, I had several instances where I heard something moving close by and should have seen it because of lack of cover, but did not see a thing. In one case something ran past behind me and hit my pack. I was in the middle of a logging road with no cover with ten yards or so. I cannot help but shake the feeling that they are capable of masking or going invisible somehow. Are we dealing with some predator type creature? tha Anyway that is were I am with regard to field work. I do not plan on staying out of the woods but my primary purpose for being there will be for some other reason. Maybe that is the best route to take anyway?

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I'm a little late getting my report up for Saturday's outing, as I was pretty tired on Sunday from my (mis)adventure. I wasn't able to get anyone to come along for the day, so I planned a brief afternoon solo trip up Mt Murdo, about 30 minutes from home, as I could see there was snow at the upper level, making for good track spotting. The trip up from the main FSR was steep, but fairly smooth and easy. At the point where there's a nice saddle between adjacent peaks, I encountered snow, with tire ruts continuing over the saddle and down into the creek gorge and up the other side a couple of km further on. I drove over the saddle into the north facing slope of the gorge, and the snow got deeper, but not touching the undercarriage. I could see there was less snow on the other, south facing, side of the valley, so I figured I'd continue over there, then turn around and head back out. I dropped into the valley to the bridge across the creek, and spun out climbing the slope on the far side of the bridge. I took a couple of runs at it, then decided to call it done and back across the bridge and try to turn around on the other side to go back up the north side of the valley. I didn't even make it all the way back across the bridge before the truck high centered on the snow, and refused to move forward or reverse. OK, I'm equipped for this. I got the traction boards and shovel down off the roof rack and worked at the rear tires to get the tip of the boards under the tire tread. I found it tough going, as the temp had dropped to -2C as the wind picked up at about 4:30, with the sun now behind the ridge. The snow was very hard, with a thick crust of ice, making digging very slow. I tried to get the rear tires to bite on the boards, but they couldn't get enough grip to start climbing them, So I got going with the shovel again and tried to get the boards further under the tires. It was now 5:30, dark, and the wind was really blowing hard down the creek gulch, so even in my good winter jacket, gloves, and toque I could only work out there for 10 minutes at a time before I had to warm up in the truck again. Now it was time to call for help. I turned on my Zoleo, paired it to the cell phone, and texted my son. I knew his 4x4 was down for repairs (broken front coil spring), so I asked him to go online to BC 4x4 rescue and recovery, a regional volunteer group I belong to, to give them my location and circumstances. He had trouble getting on their website, and asked my daughter for help. She also had difficulties, so she called the forum contact number, and got the owner of the site on the phone. He said he'd organize some help and keep me informed. In short order I got texts from a fellow in Coquitlam, a little over an hour away, and one from the forum boss, Chris, who said he was in Squamish, over 3 hours away, but was heading to Vancouver anyway, so would continue towards me until he knew I was out and safe. Knowing help was on the way was reassuring, so I got back to try to self extract. I put my chains on, and dug a bit more to get the boards far enough under the tread to get some traction. That actually worked, getting me about a truck length further back across the bridge, but one of the chains came loose and wrapped around the left rear axle, so I now had to clear that mess before I could move again. I was on my back half under the rear of the truck, trying to find the hook to open the inside chain circle, when Andrew, the fellow from Coquitlam arrived, in his diesel Colorado with a winch, YAY! It was now 8:30, and I was getting pretty tired, but Andrew scooted under the truck and found the release hook in less than 2 minutes, and we worked out our plan. My H3 was still high centered and stuck, so he pulled out his winch line, and a couple of straps to extend the pull, so he could be as far away from the crusty mess I was stuck in as possible. Once rigged up to the D ring on my rear bumper, he slowly winched me up the hill from the bridge about 80', then unhooked, and we both slowly backed up the ruts in the snow towards the top of the saddle, He got out of the ruts at one point, and had to use my truck as an anchor to pull himself back into the track. After about a km of reversing in the ruts, we reached a spot where the snow was shallow enough and the road wide enough to make a 3 point turn, and we were free and on our way down! About 2 km from the main FSR, we met Chis coming up the mountain, even though I had texted that we were out and safe. He turned around and followed us down to the paved road, where we stopped to chat. I thanked them profusely for their epic effort to help an old guy, and offered gas money and dinner, which they both refused. They left for their homes, and I stopped for a few minutes to make some calls to family that I was now safe and headed home, then got out of the truck for a quick check for damage and to have a pee, when 2 RCMP cruisers pulled up, boxing me in, wanting to know what i was up to out there at almost midnight. After hearing my tale, and checking my ID, they left, and I finally got to maker the final 30 minute drive home. I spent all day Sunday resting my aching body and putting all my gear back in place in the H3. The only tracks I saw in the snow were human and canid.