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  1. 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?
    15 points
  2. Boys and Girls, here's first dibs on the soon to be released 'lite' version of the Nest Area analysis that i finished for 2021. This report prior to today, has only been viewed internally by Olympic Project members and a very selective few others. As mentioned, it's the 'lite' version that i just wanted to release due to time restrictions and going forward, i need to analyze both weather conditions and moon phase correlations among other things, when time is a little easier to come by for me. Anyway, it's important to me that BFF members get a first look at it and i hope this thread can ignite productive conversation among us. It's important to note that all Bird and Mammal recordings analyzed were clarified by multiple people using the MaCaulay Library of Sound. As and when i make edits due to people pointing out grammatical errors etc, i'll update the report and post the most recent edit here as we go along. The recording project is continuing and recording as i write and i can tell you that 2022 and the first Winter that has been recorded so far, has been extremely productive and Winter was the season that was most interesting to us due to the timing of both the original Nests found (February) and the 2020 new 'under construction' Nest find (February). If anybody has any questions at all on anything, please add to the thread and i'll try my best to answer them, checking in to the thread on a minimum of every Monday and Tuesday at least. I'd be really interested on peoples thoughts and/or experiences of the possible Coyote Warning/Locator call correlations that were found. Sharing is caring, enjoy ! Edit : If anyone wants this on PDF, just message me your email address and i'll send it across soonest.
    12 points
  3. Most of my field trips tend to be work related, but at least it takes me to some pretty cool and occasionally remote locations in northern BC. This is between Bob Quinn and Bell 2, BC, roughly 100 miles due east of Wrangell, AK. So many bears here, typically seeing 7-10 black bears a day and a handful of grizzlies over the shift. Closest reported sighting to here is this - from 2 years ago and about 100 miles south: https://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=65630 Very few people in this country and most places on the map aren't even towns, just gas stations/camps or lodges.
    11 points
  4. I'm happy to announce that we may be seeing some bold new PGF research, because Doug Hajicek (of MonsterQuest fame) is launching a new funding campaign for "Legend Meets Science 2" as seen here: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/hajicek/legend-meets-science-ii-film-sequel-a-bigfoot-documentary?ref=3icq5m&token=6ab15f4a Doug did an incredible job on LMS 1, providing researchers with some of the best frame scans and video renders of the PGF for many years, and he and I have been in talks for some time now about taking PGF research to the next level in this new LMS 2 project. So please support it, or share the info with friends, and if it is successful, we can look forward to some bold and exciting new research. Mods: I hope this notice is appropriately placed. If not, move at your discretion. Thank you.
    10 points
  5. I for sure would include Florida. I have posted this before, but I had three experiences while I lived in Florida. We lived for a couple of years in Sarasota, maybe ten miles or so from Myakka River State Park, where the "Myakka Skunk Ape" photos were allegedly taken. Here's a copy: _____ Though I live in Oregon, all three of my "experiences" happened in Florida, less than ten miles from Myakka River State Park about fifteen years ago. I was living at a country club / older folks' community called Heritage Oaks while I was in Florida going to school for a couple of years. Whenever I could, I would get out into nature by hiking up at Myakka River State Park and surrounding areas. Beautiful place, but it can be dangerous. There’s a lot of wildlife and it seems everything out there is looking to hurt or kill you. Lots of gators, poisonous snakes, spiders, boars, panthers, and my wife and I even saw two jaguarundis once at Myakka River State Park. My experiences though, happened at the golf course, strangely enough. The first experience we had, I was with my wife and we were out sitting on our screened in porch on the second floor enjoying a cigar and a cold fermented malt beverage. It was very late at night, I would say maybe 2AM, and we had the lights out so I wouldn’t get busted for smoking a cigar. Just talking and relaxing. This second-floor porch overlooked maybe 20 feet of grass, then a retaining pond (lake), and the golf course itself. We could see none of it though, it was a very dark night. Well this night was very quiet. Suddenly, we heard bipedal footsteps sloshing through the water. Big. Deliberate. Not fast, but not slow. It was covering a lot of ground with those steps. Now it was too dark to see, but I knew at the time there are only two things in the water at night in Florida. Gators, and gator food. If you are not one, you are the other. But even though you could hear the sloshing of the steps, you could almost feel the ground thumping as whatever it was moved. It wouldn’t make sense that a person would be walking through the water at night after midnight with no flashlight (or even with one for that matter). But this was no gator. Whatever it was was walking on two legs. As it passed the “lanai”, we were both afraid to even look to see what it was. Not that we could have anyway. But we didn’t even want to get close to the screen. It passed right by us. I would say no more than 30 feet away, max. It never broke stride. We were both too afraid to even speak. And when we did, we whispered and didn’t pronounce our “s’s” because we didn’t want to be heard by whatever it was. We sat there a long while after this thing was gone, trying to figure out what it was. I joked “skunk ape” with her, but the truth was that I was pretty certain that’s what we heard. I have seen deer out there and tons of birds. But this was no deer. No wild pig. Not a bear. Not a panther. It was bigger than those for certain. I still don’t KNOW what it was But if I had to put money down on something, I would have to go with a skunk ape because nothing else fits. That was the first experience. The second and third ones are tied together. Let me set the stage a little. I had an old dog. He was awesome. Always quiet and mild mannered. Unless there was danger. Then he became 120 pounds of growling snarling canine badassery. Mix of black lab, German shepherd, chow, akita, and coyote. I had to walk him when I got home from school. Usually that was after midnight or so. Outside the gate of the community though, there was swamp land, and general native Florida wilderness. When I say “gate”, I mean there was a drop-down arm to block vehicles, but people could just walk around it. Boy, I miss the sounds of the gators and frogs at night! I would take Tucker out there to do his business next to the road. I always carried my pistol because it was scary out there with just a flashlight. This particular night, I was walking Tucker towards the gate to get out to the road to his happy pooping grounds, when he started walking slower. His head was lowered, and he was growling softly. Now we were still in the golf course community, mind you. But right next to a small pond that was completely blocked off with trees. You couldn’t even see this pond. Not even the landscapers went in there. I know, because I was curious and went in there one day. Very thick native Florida bush. Then swampy pond. Almost perfectly circular. Maybe fifty feet across is all. It’s own little nature preserve in miniature. It was right next to a man-made retaining pond that had gators and fish and frogs and snakes and the like in it. As we were passing this pond which you cannot see, Tucker’s hackles went up and he started growling loud, and baring his teeth. His eyes were fixed on the small trees next to us. These trees were maybe 20 to 25 feet tall. Almost like tall bushes, really. Just as I was really realizing that something was in there, that something growled from the cover of those trees. Loud as hell. I could feel it in my chest, even. I could feel my hair stand up. That had never happened to me before, and it was a really strange sensation. That growl was so low in pitch and loud! It was not a gator, as I have heard those sounds before many times. Then the trees began shaking VIOLENTLY. I thought whatever it was was either going to rip them down or come charging out, so I had my 1911 drawn. We backed away from those trees without turning around. I did not want to turn my back to them. My heart was pounding. I was scared crapless. We finally came home from a different route (we actually walked all the way around the community because I didn’t want to pass those bushes again. My wife asked where I had been and I explained everything. She thought it was funny. Well I was not amused. A few weeks went by, and my mother in law came to visit from Texas. We had an extra room, so it was no big deal. She always loved to go outside and see the nature there. She loved to walk the dog, too. I told her to stay away from the “growly bushes” as they had become to be known as. She teased me and I tried to explain I was NOT kidding and I was deadly serious. It piqued her curiousity. Well late one night maybe here or four weeks after the first “growly-bush” experience, we had been tipping a few drinks out on the lanai. It was late, and the dog needed to go out one last time. She volunteered, and asked me to go with her because she wanted to see the “growly-bushes”. I decided to show her where it happened. So foolishly, we headed down there. Tucker again started growling slow and low, with his head down as we approached the bushes. My mother in law started getting freaked out. Then as we got near them, the thing growled loud at us and shook the trees again, exactly as it had done before. My mother in law was terrified, and so was I. When we got back up to the safety of the condo, she swore that she would never doubt me again. Neither of us know for certain what growled at us. But whatever it was, had to be huge to shake the trees like that. I tried shaking them in the day time some time later, and could get them to move, but nothing like what we experienced. The good thing is that I had a witness this time. And she was able to relay what happened to my wife. Now my wife knows I was not joking about it. There are strange things out there. And now that I am in Oregon and my kids are grown, I want to find out. That’s why I go out to the woods when I can and search for these beings. I know they are out there. And I hope to be able to find enough proof to satisfy my own curiosity, which I think will never be satisfied. _____
    10 points
  6. Two weeks ago, I spent a week in the High Uinta Mountains of Utah, camping and hiking with some friends. It is a beautiful area with easy access to high alpine lakes from the Mirror Lake Scenic Byway (Hwy. 150). While the trip was not a BF focused trip, I was fully aware of several BF reports around several of the lakes we visited. I also was aware of the claim by some Utah BF researchers, that the Weber River drainage was a hot-spot. Thus, I decided to take one my hikes overlooking the Weber River drainage and to follow a similar path as one of the BFRO reports (see link below). http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_article.asp?id=188 In this report, two men and their 5 boys, claimed to have hiked to the top of the ridge between Pass Lake and Cuberant Basin at the head of Weber River drainage. When they reached the top of the ridge they looked down upon a small alpine lake about one half mile below and saw the BF like creature standing on its edge. While I don't know exactly where they were, if they were at the ridge above Cuberant Lake, that was about 11,000 ft and Cuberant Lake was down at 10,400 ft. I did not climb the ridge. Instead I followed the trail from Pass Lake to the largest of the Cuberant Lakes in order to see the Weber River drainage to my west and check out one pond and 2 of the Cuberant Lakes. Below is a map extract showing were Pass Lake TH, Cuberant Lake, Fish Lake and Notch Mountain are located. That morning it was 48 F at 9:30 AM and had rained all morning. Thus the dark clouds on the photos. It did not rain anymore until after 2:30 PM. The first photo is of Notch Mountain and the 2nd photo is an unnamed mountain. Both of these were to the west of our position and you can see the Weber River drainage down below. The 3rd photo shows the hike down from the pass into the pond on the way to the Cuberant Lakes. Fourth photo is the first Cuberant Lake and the 5th photo is the largest of the Cuberant Lakes. Overall the whole area is beautiful and I will probably return (with a backpack and to go deeper).
    10 points
  7. I'm 2 weeks late getting this posted but ive been swimming in busy work and follow ups. Below is the report as it was sent in to us at the West Virginia High Strangeness Collective. The gentlemen who has this encounter is a friend of mine from one of my other hobbies, field herpetology, and up until this point had joked on occasion about bigfoot. His words are in "--" and the investigation notes follow. I'll attach pictures of the findings velow as well, this was by far one of the most exciting days of my life. "I share this event completely aware of the backlash, and ridicule I will receive. The day of April 12, 2020 had weather conditions shaping up to be perfect for my favorite hobby, amateur herpetology. So like every spring night when the rain is falling heavy I decided it would be a great night to cruise the roads and document the species of reptiles and amphibians crawling on the floor of a local state forest, and like normal an unnamed passenger (at this time) opted to cruise the backroads with me on the search. We arrived at the state forest a little after 8pm, the sun not yet fallen, and the skies not quite dark enough for the animals I was searching for to be emerging from their hiding places yet. So, we took a drive through the park to kill time, look for other interesting animals and wait for the sun to fully set. Nothing unusual was happening. The frogs were starting to call as the sun fell behind the mountain and night began to fall. The birds chirping fell quiet with the sunset. The deer were retreating from the wet valley I was intending to search that night. Absolutely nothing unusual for the area I frequent on a regular basis. In an average week I visit this same location 5-6 times to document any new egg masses, the species I observe, or anything else I may find interesting at the given time. I have observed and heard coyotes and owls in this valley on several occasions, and have become familiar with their behavior and noises as a result. This average night was about to take a terrifying turn I never imagined. In this particular forest I have a handful of areas that host great habitats for documenting a wide variety of species. I made my way to the first vernal pool area I wanted to check in the flooded valley wetland that night. I exited my vehicle, the time now approaching 9pm, and I observed a toad on the gravel parking area. I decided to document the first species of the night. I stopped, got my phone out of my pocket and snapped the first picture of the adventure. That would end up being the only explainable thing I encountered in that valley that night… as I took two to three more steps, just passed the giant rocks that prevent vehicles from driving into the open area of the woods, towards the first vernal pool I was intending to shine with my flashlight, I heard a groan that I have never heard in these woods before. This groan was deep, almost sounding human or at least primate in nature, clearly agitated, and extremely too close to where I was currently standing. I had clearly interrupted something, and it was furious about it. Something was in this valley with me, and I had no identification for the sounds it was expressing towards my presence. The chills that shot down my spin and covered my body was like nothing I have experienced in my life. I looked back to see the unnamed person with me void of color with eyes as large as I have ever seen on anyone. My first reaction was get back in the vehicle and try to make sense of what we clearly both just witnessed. What was a short distance back to the vehicle felt like an eternity carrying the fear that had consumed my body at this point. Merely thinking about that groan is enough to spark those same chills through my body. As we sat in the vehicle for what in reality was likely only a few seconds, but felt like minutes, asking each other what that noise was, a second, now closer, groan rang through that valley and the fear struck every molecule of my body again. This thing, whatever it was, was literally on top of us. My only mission at this point was to get the hell out of that valley, and my unnamed passenger expressed the same mission aloud. People often ask why there was no video, or picture, or recording of some kind in the age of everyone having a phone in their pocket, but after experiencing that sound, in near complete darkness minus my own lights, I can definitely understand why people just bolt. I lost all the preconceived ideas we all have that we would be the one with the guts to stick around to find out what just made that sound. I drove over an hour to search a completely different forest and wetland area for species that night because I no longer wanted to be in that area and sleep was sure to elude me for days after this unexplainable experience. After returning home that night and the following day I attempted to make sense of the sounds we witnessed. I messaged friends avid in the outdoors to jokingly tell them I heard a murder or a bigfoot last night, hoping for identification suggestions from anyone close to me that could give me an answer more reasonable than either of those ideas. Nothing. I researched large cats that are not supposed to be here, and those that are, nothing resembling that groan in felines I listened to. I researched coyote and wolf chatter, again nothing in the Canine world. I researched owls, raptors, bears, and once more nothing matched that bone chilling sound. I honestly hoped and waited for the news to report a body, seriously, I was just seeking answers at this point. I was admittedly becoming desperate for answers. Someone has heard this noise in these woods before. I couldn’t possibly be the only one. So I desperately contacted a friend of mine (he will be making his own posts about this event) highly interested and invested in the fields of cryptozoology, and the paranormal. Admittedly I made this contact in hopes to get an answer something along the lines of “that’s not a sound I’m aware of” much to my surprise he wanted to know more. Where did this happen? When did this happen? Can you tell me what you recall? I gave him the details of what I recalled, the above event, with the location in more detail, and the investigation was on. The details of his investigation are heavily documented in photograph and video. What he found matches almost too unbelievably perfect to the experience I described to him. I don’t want to go into detail of his side of documenting this event since he will do that better than I can. However, the evidence I received after he visited the site of my experience literally made my heart drop, I could feel the color once again leave my face. I’m still not sure what we heard in that valley that night, but what he uncovered leaves me completely unsettled about where the evidence appears to point. The only thing I’m sure of is whatever it was didn’t want to share that valley with us and it still gives me chills when I think about it. You can be the judge of the evidence for yourself. I won’t tell you what to believe, because I’m still unsure what to make of this myself." - Jon Tinney Field notes : Weather conditions have been in perfect to preserve physical evidence between now and the the sighting. Once I arrived on site, I located the vernal pool and immediatly noticed 2 footprints that were very deep in the substrate on the edge of the pool. As I navigated the game trail that lead around the pool I noticed a sapling broken at chest height, and twisted with a second break 18 inches above the first. Moving along the game trail I located a smaller game trail that made its way toward the area where i saw the initial prints. On this trail i found another foot print in the mixed soil and leaf litter. I marked that print with a glove and continued to the original set of prints that i noticed off the bat. As I nelt by the first two prints I heard a series of tree knocks from above me higher up the mountian. The series was in this pattern ***----** i find this inconsequential yet noteworthy. The first two prints were full of water, I documentdd them with pictures and video and moved toward the secondary track. While I was moving debris from the print to verify that it was castable I noticed an accompanying print that was the other foot completing a left and right set. I prepared the area as per Dr. Jeff Meldrum instructions in his Sasquatch field guide and poured the plaster casts using creek water and plaster of Paris. While i waited for these to dry i discovered additional 2 prints but didnt have enough plaster to cast these, they were also very shallow and would not have yeilded much of a cast sample. I documented them in photographs. There is about 7 miniutes of video footage that accompanies the investigation. The casts are now cleaned and pictures will be included, midtarsle breaks are present in both casts, the heels and midtarsle break are the most impressive features to these casts as the ground is very hard and the toes were not clear but were disernable . I tried to leave impressions by jumping up and down but was unable to make impressions that were as deep as the footprints. No hair samples to be found. When I showed the results to the witness they could not believe that the evidence corroborated their encounter. The subject was actually much closer to him durring the encounter after I showed him pictures of the area and where I was finding the trace evidence. The footprints were pointed in such a way by a tree that it would have been watching him and was actually within 50-75ft most of the encounter. The recovered casts measured at 14 1/2 inches long. A follow up site walk through was preformed with Dr. Russ Jones, he reviewed the casts as well. The exact location of the site will not be exposed as it is an active investigation area. I'll post more pictures tomorrow as I've reached a post/response limit for today 😆
    10 points
  8. I have three {3} of Rene Dahindan's Sasquatch brochures left. After these are gone, they are only in personal collections. And, these brochures, which are "Mad Magazine" humorous, rarely show for auction. I traded some things to Larry Lund, the owner of of Rene's last box, for the ones I have, maybe 10 years ago. So, if you donate $100 to the forum's fund raising, you will get a copy. Please note, I have attached these brochures to a copy of my book "The Oregon Bigfoot Highway" on an auction house for about $25 plus shipping. So, I guess I'll include a copy of the book But again, when this last one is gone, it is gone. Next, I will cancel the auction. And, if sold, I will keep the last two copies for my purposes. Joe here Oh, forgot: I'll add a signed copy of Dr. R. Jones book, Tracking the Stoneman, West Virginia's BF. Let's meet our goal. This is a great site, let's keep it that way. { In memory of Bobbie Short and her site, "Bigfoot Encounters."} Long live Dear Bobbie in the here after.
    10 points
  9. Truer words were never spoken. Do I think that conventions and Bigfoot celebrities cause damage to the larger cause? No. Do I think that these strange people who try to become self appointed gatekeepers of the topic cause damage to the larger cause? Yes. If they had their way, only ‘serious researchers’ such as themselves would be permitted to speak about certain things, and free public discourse would be controlled or eliminated. Bitter, self-appointed experts who constantly demand that others be quiet and bow to their wisdom turn away more potential enthusiasts than Mountain Monsters. And one of those enthusiasts might just be the one to prove Bigfoot’s existence someday. I used to rail against BFRO paid expeditions on this forum, until a couple of members were kind enough to take the time to explain an opposing point of view to me. Just because I don’t find any personal value in those things doesn’t mean that other people shouldn’t have the opportunity to enjoy them if they so desire. At the end of the day, it exposes more people to the subject, many of whom are not able to do what we would define as field research themselves. Real field research is hot, dirty, expensive, time consuming, frustrating, and sometimes dangerous. Just because someone can’t or isn’t willing to endure all of that, doesn’t mean that they can’t have an interest in the subject…even if the version that they are interested in doesn’t necessarily reflect my own experiences. When the shut-in on Facebook starts to lecture you on Bigfoot behavior…just laugh and move on. There’s too many windmills out there to tilt with, so why bother? And if you do argue with them and successfully impose your own viewpoint…well, congratulations. There’s only a few million more out there, so you better get cracking if you want everyone to think the same way as you. At the end of the day, the person who wants to pay to go on a BFRO expedition has absolutely zero effect on me or my efforts. Nor does a little grandmother who collects Bigfoot memorabilia. Nor does a Bigfoot celebrity who brings out his own branded ‘Monster Hot Sauce’. I personally find it a bit cringe, but people might think the same way about me. And I don’t want those people to have the ability to limit or control my actions or speech concerning Sasquatch…so I will afford them the same courtesy. The idea of subjective control of the discussion seems to be appealing to a disturbing number of forum participants these days. I went to the Smokey Mountain conference, mainly because I enjoy watching Paulides give his presentation and I wanted to hear Ron Morehead speak. I approached it with a certain level of hesitancy given some of the participants. I ended up having a ball. A lot of it didn’t appeal to me, but I enjoyed being there and talking to some of the attendees…even the ones who I find to be polar opposite of me on the subject. Enjoyed the heck out of it, and even ended up buying some Cryptid related patches off of a kid who had a table there…just because I found his enthusiasm for the subject infectious. At the end of the day, if you think that Matt Moneymaker and someone’s grandma who collects Bigfoot tchotchkes is going to prevent the eventual proof of these creatures, or if you find yourself bitterly stewing over their very existence…maybe reflect a little upon why you are allowing others to affect you to such a degree. At the end of the day, this subject and it’s pursuit is supposed to be something that brings us joy. If you find yourself hating the subject and everything or anyone involved with it…yet are still involved because you feel that you and you alone can solve the mystery…then I don’t know what to tell you, other than maybe request that you don’t constantly attempt to poison the subject for the rest of us. No one person is ever going to completely control the narrative. This isn’t the day of the Four Horsemen, were only a comparative handful of people were conversant on the subject. There are more YouTube channels and podcasts than you could shake a stick at…. Most of them aren’t my cup of tea, but I don’t have an innate desire to control what others say, hear, or do…so I don’t care. And if you do care? More power to you. I only answered because you asked, and now I will continue my day free from the worry that Matt Moneymaker might be out there somewhere doing something that I disagree with.
    9 points
  10. Gosh, thank you. This is a great forum, one I've enjoyed immensely. I appreciate every member and poster. Keep on 'squatchin.'
    9 points
  11. The discussion seems to draw from the description (from the book "Other Origins" ) of how the giganto model was made, and the quotes are reasonably correct. The only error, which Dr. Ciochon made himself, was to say he sought me out, when it was I, looking for anthropologists to team with, found him and made the inquiry about a collaboration. But generally the material in the video is correct. The full scale model was indeed a hypothetical design, given we don't have any fossil material but jawbones and teeth. And it was assumed to be a quardaped, and only posed standing up to show off it's true body size, not to suggest it was bipedal. The one arm was raised to suggest it was standing to reach for some kind of fruit. For the record, I don't consider Giganto as a relative of sasquatch. Based on the PGF figure, I personally think she is a hominid, derived from some relic human form such as paranthapus boisei or early neanderthal. Bill
    9 points
  12. https://www.thewrap.com/finding-bigfoot-the-search-continues-discovery-plus-video/ Well, the guys from Finding Bigfoot are back to make BF TV great again lol. I know a lot of people have their issues with BF TV but this was one of the best times ive had in years. Getting to go out on the overnight, in my research area, with the crew was amazing. I dont know about the other 2 locations they visit on the show but i know mine was red hot that night. I never go in guns blazing, im a passive observer in this area, but having the crew doing their quick and dirty methods to initiate responses paid off that night. Go check it out on Discovery+ FEB 8th.
    9 points
  13. I managed to get out for a half day adventure today. I wasn't sure the trails would be passable after yesterday's strong winds, but I didn't encounter any downed trees, just tons of leaves and bits of evergreen boughs littered everywhere. I chose one of my favorite trails off the Harrison East FSR, a branch road that I managed to bag a nice fork horn buck on a few years ago. That luck didn't hold today, as all I saw was squirrels and small birds, plus one small member of the weasel family that played peekaboo with me in a pile of broken rock for a few minutes, from about 4 yards away. There have been at least 5 sightings in this area in the last decade, that I'm aware of, but I couldn't find any sign today. I spent the last hour of daylight glassing a fairly large clearcut that was logged about 5 years ago, then had a forest fire burn through 3 years ago. It was a pleasant way to spend the last bit of a nice day, but nothing at all came into sight before it got too dim to see well. During the 4 hours I was off the main FSR, I didn't see or hear another person or vehicle, which was a surprise, as the parking area at the end of pavement had more empty ATV trailers than I've ever seen there before.
    9 points
  14. Up a little ways N yesterday for some bog trotting in an area about centrally located between 2 sightings of very differently described creatures, tall, lanky reddish haired adult with shorter assumed juvenile crossing the road and a dark colored, stout individual sighted from a canoe as it stepped up onto a shoreline boulder. About 20 miles apart as the crow flies. Didn't see any BF sign but plenty of color and Northern Pitcher plant: walking old woods roads, giant lichen/moss covered glacial erratics back in here along with old bear tracks crossed a few streams on the way, this was the only misty one: Ran video a bit of the drive out for the hail mary road crossing...
    9 points
  15. I went backpacking into Emigrant Wilderness over labor day weekend. I read an old report of a daylight BF sighting on the southern end of the Relief Reservoir and wanted to explore that area. Went in at Kennedy Meadows trail-head and climbed up to Upper Relief Valley. Distance was about 9.6 miles and climb about 3,600 ft. Took me 2 days to climb. Unfortunately, the Creek Fire (NE of Fresno) dumped ash and soot on the whole area on Saturday afternoon and I decided to bail out on Sunday (instead of Monday). At 5 pm on Saturday, I could not see the sun and it was a dark as night. But the worst part was that my mesh tent and everything inside was covered with black soot and I was breathing that bad air. I was disappointed with this trip because: 1) Both lower and upper relief valley had cattle grazing (Don't like cows in wilderness areas because they change the wilderness and make non-local sounds). At least the cows did not have bells, like they have in other wilderness areas that I have been to! 2) Kennedy Meadows during labor day weekend is a ghetto - too many people crowded together (though not many people were climbing 3,600 ft to see Upper Relief Valley) I heard a bear at midnight and at 2 am on Sunday, but my Tascam DR-05 died on Friday (day 1). It was probably far away from my location because the granite walls of that area carry sound very well. My FLIR only captured rabbits, squirrels, and cows. Below are some photos of that beautiful area. Probably best to visit on a non-holiday weekend. There were lots of horse back riding into that area via that trail. So I took a photo of a group of horseback riding on the 2nd bridge from KM.
    9 points
  16. Want to see what I've accomplished sitting in my armchair? I long for your approval so that I can go back to being critical of others. Here is the result of YEARS of effort, classifying encounters into the SSR database. Notice that big open spot in Oregon? As of today there are 7190 classified reports in our database, and most (outside of Washington) were entered by me. Along with that, I've been putting John Green reports on this site since they no longer had a public web location. I did this while adding them to SSR. Feel free to read through the 1000 plus John Green reports that I've placed here, while sitting in my armchair. (Follow this link to see them all) Of course sometimes I need a break from all that time in the armchair, providing nothing, so I get out from time to time. Here is one of my encounters - 2018 Here is another: Oh, and then there is all that audio I've collected. Now if it's ok with you, I can get back to pointing out some of the problems I see with this tv program. I have already admitted its not all bad. I actually like Dr. Mayor and Russell Acord. Those are the kind of people I'd like to hang in the woods with. I'd just prefer to do it without fake drama and lies about how far they have to walk. Edit to add: If they need help trying to figure out how tall the eyes were, I made tool for that.
    9 points
  17. Norse - that is a sweet setup. Just got back this week from the BWCA in northern MN. Fishing was spectacular for the first two day. Between my buddy and I we caught 80+ fish. Last 2 days were slow, 15-20 mph wind with gusts up to 30 out of the SE which really fouls up fishing from a canoe. Saw a family of otters one day. Highlight of the trip was actually seeing what I believe was a wolf. From about 100 yards, it came out of the woods to drink from the lake at dusk. Soon as it saw us it ran back into the woods. Looked too big and dark colored for a coyote. Wasn’t able to snap a pic. I’ve heard them howling many times but first I’ve actually laid eyes on one.
    9 points
  18. But you wouldnt say a word. Which is your right to do so. Most habituators love the lime light and notoriety of being "experts" right up until you ask for evidence and then they act like you punched them in the mouth.
    9 points
  19. I missed this earlier. And I will give credit where credit is due. Dmaker is speaking the truth. As for the rest of it? I dont play Dungeons and Dragons. I dont hang out on Dungeons and Dragons forums and tell them how dumb they are wasting their lives playing it. And I dont belong to a anti Dungeons and Dragons forum where we talk about Dungeons and Dragons players and how dumb they are to waste their time playing the game..... Why? Because its an even dumber waste of time....... And I will say this. Anytime your in the back country for any reason? Its not role play.... No matter if I’m scouting for Elk tracks or Bigfoot tracks? The trails are just as narrow, the cliffs are just as tall, and the rivers are just as wide. I dont care if your scouting for pink unicorns and leprachauns? One slip may be the end. No joke. Its no game. I’ve had horses roll over me and crack ribs, Mules upside down in creeks, bucked off, hypothermia at 10,000 feet in the Bighorns of Idaho in late October. This isnt a “game” for pot smoking, cheetos munching, kids rolling fantasy dice in their parents basement. Bgfoot may be a myth. I dont know for myself. But the rest of it? Is stark reality. I dont even know if you dont live in western north America? If you really even comprehend it. And no that one summer trip to Yellowstone doesnt count. And I guess thats why I bristle at the notion that this is just a role playing game. It may be for some? Sitting around the campfire at some state park campsite in Ohio and tell spooky Bigfoot stories while eating smores, do some wood knocks and whoops, listen to forest sounds and get freaked out together and convince each other that Coyote howl isnt really a Coyote at all...... yah I get the comparison. Thats not me. Try rolling out of your bed roll at 2am in the morning 50 miles from the trail head because the Stock are going ape shit on the highline. You know Griz are in the area as well as Blacks, Wolves, Cougars......because you have seen their tracks, or them. Your out there in your long johns with a rifle and a flashlight...... by yourself. I dont care how skeptical you are..... in the back of your mind? Bigfoot may just be a myth to you sleeping in your warm bed. But out there in the vast wilderness, in the pitch black, when you know something is out there? He haunts the recesses of your mind. He does mine. And I dont have any problem admitting it. When I crawl out of that tent I am ready to face anything with a metallic taste in my dry mouth. I can control my fear but I will not lie and tell you its not there. Its always there. Maybe its because of some ancient artifact in my DNA. Maybe its the experience I had as a child. Maybe its because I too ate smores and listened to stories around the campfire as a kid. Illogical or not? Its there. I would be lying otherwise. And I bet you my bottom dollar? That these scofftic JREFers? Deep down, way down inside, in the pitch black on that camping trip when a heavy branch snaps close to camp? Its there as well. Its visceral. And its probably why they hang around here..... Its like a morbid fascination that they just cannot tear themselves away from. Or maybe its just because they like to make fun of us weak minded folks that cannot 86 it like they can!
    9 points
  20. While this is "old" news, attached is the obituary and remembrance photograph. These can be copied and forwarded to responsible parties at will by Forum members. Joe here Peter Cyril Byrne WWII Veteran, Conservationist, Explorer, Author: 1925–2023 Peter was born August 22, 1925 in Dublin, Ireland. He was raised with three siblings on their family estate in Ireland. In 1943 he enlisted in the Royal Air Force and was stationed in the East Indian Ocean on the Coco’s Islands off of Australia where he served with distinction until the war ended. When the war ended Peter became a tea planter in northeast India. After a serendipitous encounter in Bombay, he became friends with the King of Nepal’s brother and was granted property in Nepal where Peter conducted hunting safaris in the White Grass Plains of western Nepal. More details of Peter’s early days can be viewed at www.peterCbyrne.com. In 1968, after 18 years of big game hunting, he turned to conservation in Nepal where he convinced the government to create a wildlife preserve, and eventually establish the Sukila Phanta National Park. He said, “I showed them that taking a photograph of a rhinoceros was worth 1,000 times more than shooting it once.” He also pioneered Nepal river rafting, and trekking expeditions on many of his trips to the country. During the Nepal years, Peter also established the non-profit International Wildlife Conservation Society. In the interests of the Society, he traveled globally and through his magnetic personality, established many friends and gained honors, among them a Fellow of the Royal Geographic Society and membership in the Explorers Club of New York. But, spiritually, he was forever drawn to Nepal and the Himalayas, with his last trip to Nepal thought to be in 2012. In Nepal, Peter was sought after by Texas oil man Tom Slick. Slick financed a two year Byrne Himalayan expedition to find the fabled yeti. After few results were found of the yeti, in 1960 Slick brought Peter to northern California and the Pacific Northwest USA to track Bigfoot. That search unfortunately ended with Slick’s sudden death in an airplane crash in 1962. Thereafter, Peter conducted two other, long and well-funded northern Oregon Bigfoot projects. Again, with no physical evidence of Bigfoot, those projects ended in the late 1990s. Peter then moved to Los Angeles, but after never really feeling at home in the overcrowded city, he retired to a home on the banks of the Nestucca River in Pacific City, Oregon. In Pacific City, Peter continued to write the remainder of his 20 books. He also wandered the mountains of the Coastal Range with friends in his continuing quest for sightings of Bigfoot. Peter Cyril Byrne passed away peacefully on July 28, 2023 in Tillamook, Oregon. He is survived by his daughter Rara Byrne now living in Perth, Australia, his sister Beryl Greene of Maidenhead, England, and his life partner of more than 25 years - Cathy Griffin is now living in Pacific City, Oregon in the cabin they shared. Remembrances: A journalism scholarship is being established in Peter’s honor. For information on the fund, and a celebration of life for Peter, please see the website at peterCbyrne.com.
    8 points
  21. What is unsavory is Hiflier's longstanding "I know best" attitude, and his feeling that he is justified in demanding things from the community as a whole. The bigfoot "enthusiast" community, for lack of a better term, isn't monolithic, nor do all its members share motivations and desires. Many of us don't care a bit about proving anything. Not to science, to friends or family, or to society at large. We want to learn and to experience, not be scolded and dictated to.
    8 points
  22. To begin with, DNA has no amino acids, which are found in proteins. Nucleotide bases hold the DNA strands together through hydrogen bonding. Until I see the sequence and the primers used I do not believe Mayor's claim of chimpanzee DNA. Based on behavior and physical characteristics it's as unlikely that Sasquatch DNA is that close to a chimpanzee as it is to be very close to human. UNLESS hybridization is involved. Presumably we are talking about mitochondrial DNA, which is inherited from the mother only. So a hybridization event will not show anything about evolution of the male, or the female. It's a slice in time(of the mating) of the female. Nuclear eDNA is much more difficult (and expensive) to sequence, and was not likely the case in either the Mayor or the Disotell case. But, please, show me the data. If Mayor used a sequencer that had previously been used on chimpanzee DNA, there could be carry over. Protocol details, especially blanks and standards, would be helpful to know here. Comparisons of the Kentucky vs the Washington environment based only on rainfall neglect other important factors such as microbe species and populations, temperatures, and sample handling. There is plenty of opportunity for degradation. I am currently analyzing littoral eDNA sequences for signs of an unknown primate and have learned that sequencing errors can confuse the issue, as well as heteroplasmy, and the possibility of sperm mtDNA leaking (into the egg). The latter is fairly minute in humans but may not be so in Sasquatch. The community awaits a sample collected from an observed Sasquatch immediately after deposition, or a body part. Otherwise, as mentioned above, there are too many unknowns to base a case on subtle differences. In the mtDNA region of over 200 bases that I studied, Neanderthal differs from modern human by only ONE mutation, so there's "no room" to distinguish an intermediate Sasquatch there. Longer sequences in other regions are desirable. There's a lot of data to sort through in this work. The so called "mammalian" primers I used also sequenced birds, and fish, lots of them. Unfortunately I know of no readily available software to do this. Also, the NCBI BLAST results are not eDNA friendly, so relevant data must be extracted through character manipulation of large flat files. I wrote BASIC programs and also used Excel sorting. A goal of this work is to develop a simple procedure that can be used by our Community to analyze sequence data from commercial labs.
    8 points
  23. “Honey….. I wanna go to America and hang out in the woods with rednecks with guns and search for a mythic man ape”. 🫣🤣
    8 points
  24. Last weekend, I decided to mix 3 of my favourite activities together, camping, bigfooting, and astronomy. My wife and I headed up a relatively popular FSR (Forest Service Road) that is gated (only members of the local 4WD club have the code). We were hoping to get back to a camping spot we were at 3 years ago, but fell many kilometres short. I put out a recorder (Zoom H4n), but the only sounds we had were a bear that decided to snoop around after I had gone to bed at 2 AM. The weekend wasn't a total loss. I did manage to get some nice photos ...
    8 points
  25. I've decided my old Ford F150 squatch-mobile is tired and wants to find a new home. We've had a lot of adventures together. It's time to put 'er out to pasture. But I've found something that I think will suit me well in my mid-life crisis. It's being built as we speak. A few tweaks here and there perhaps, but who knows, maybe we'll have some fun together!
    8 points
  26. zeebob889 is really vinchyfoot, I hate trolls.
    8 points
  27. Maiden voyage! (Just on property in Newport) It rides nicer than the K5…
    8 points
  28. This past weekend my "brother from another mother" Bill and I did our annual backpacking trip. Usually we go into a particular basin and do bigfooting things. This year that whole area was smoked out by wildfires upwind so we stirred things up a bit. We hiked into Blue Canyon Basin in the Sky Lakes Wilderness. It is a broad, shallow glacial cirque in the head of the South Fork of Rogue River in the Cascade Range between Crater Lake to the north and Mt McLoughlin in the south. There was fairly heavy haze as we left town but it got better as we neared Blue Canyon trailhead. The trailhead is on top of a ridge. From the TH the trail drops steadily but gradually to valley floor passing one lake on the canyon wall and meeting at several at the canyon bottom. To that point the trail is heavily traveled but gets less traffic depending on which direction you choose. We headed east past some lakes under the back rim of the cirque. We passed the turnoff to Blue Canyon Lake which hangs high on the back wall of the cirque. (We came back to this trail and used it getting out of the basin .. more of that later.) On the way in we passed Horseshoe and Pear Lakes, climbed a low ridge, and dropped past Dee Lake to Island Lake. My intent was to camp at Dee Lake but we missed it ... out of sight of the trail. Though I had never been there I recognized Island Lake when we arrived. We set up camp at Island Lake, filtered some water, ate dinner, and went to bed not long after dark. Sometime not much later the wind blew what was left of the smoke out of the basin and we had a great view of stars, Jupiter, and later the moon. Saturday AM we woke up to this at Island Lake: ... no smoke!! NONE!! We got up fairly early but it was after 9:00 a by the time we had breakfast and broke camp. The day stayed clear, at least up high, but heated up a bit. We reversed course and headed back with intent to take a different trail up out of the basin. We stopped at Pear Lake for a while, then after a short walk, we stopped for lunch and a nap beside Horseshoe Lake: After a break we hiked the last half mile to the junction with the Blue Canyon Lake trail. At that junction, the fun ended and the work began. Trails within the basin were fairly level and more or less maintained. The Blue Canyon Lake trail was neither. The lake is about 2/3 of the way up the trail to the ridge but off a few hundred yards through some gnarly brush. There had been some maintenance attempted as far as the lake. It ended there. Also the yellowjackets, which had been noticeably absent, began there. We stopped about where we figured lake level should be and I bushwhacked to the lake. It was not a fun bushwhack. The lake was pretty gross. The water looked clear but the lake bottom seemed coated with a bright yellow-green plant layer. There were no obvious camping spots. I decided we should move on. The last 1/3 of the trail to the ridge, along with the Cat Hill Way trail which ran along the ridge 2.5 miles or so back to my truck, was littered with fallen logs and had a lot of impinging brush .. mostly huckleberry. That whole section was overrun with yellowjackets as well. I almost stepped in one ground nest. No stings, but .. close. From the trailhead, we drove back to where we had cell service, phoned home / checked in with Bill's wife and my GF, then drove to where he usually parks his trailer in hunting season and camped one more night to finish off the mountain house, etc. Good trip. No bigfoot. No tracks. No vocalizations (though I have not reviewed the audio recording from the night yet). No heavy "vibe" as the research area gets when they are around. Time to start figuring out something for next year ...
    8 points
  29. Doing great on Sturgeon in the Wilamette!
    8 points
  30. You could have saved me a lot of typing by just stating you are a JREFer. I thought I was having a legitimate conversation.
    8 points
  31. This morning I went to an area I go to on occasion that is a hair south of one of my favorite places. It has ponds, steep hills, and lots of wildlife. I was poking around areas that were wet and came upon one area where I saw a print. It was mostly submerged but had the classic footprint shape. I took several pictures of it which I've included below. As you will see, there is a lot of leaf litter this time year so prints are not as clearly defined as they would without leaves. I spent a fair amount of time trying to find other prints and think I may have seen another one but it had more compressed debris making print edges very difficult to discern. The first print I found looks fairly long but there being so much water I can't know for sure that it wasn't both a front and back bear print. Whatever it was, it was very interesting.
    8 points
  32. Last Saturday, I finally got out in the H3 to an area I hadn't visited in about 20 years. It involves a steep climb up one creek drainage, a traverse along a very rough ridgeline trail, and an even steeper descent down the next creek drainage to the north. Total distance is not much more than 10km (6.2mi), but it took from 11AM to 4Pm to drive that distance, with stops to check for tracks and scat. It was overcast and showery all day, with a smattering of snow along the 6,000 ft. ridge, but even the limited views were great, looking down on the Chilliwack River valley on one side of the ridge, and the Fraser Valley and the town of Chilliwack on the other side. A couple of washed out bear tracks were the the only signs of wildlife for the day.
    8 points
  33. Headed out to the Deep Creek Mountains along the border between UT and NV. Some 12,000' peaks there, it's a remote range with little human presence. Access via the Pony Express trail, a long dusty washboarded affair. With wild horses: And squatchless salt flats: Up into here: Set up camp with much needed shade. Possible cougar scat in the pinyons behind Rover but no sightings: Scrambled up the peak behind for a looksee, tired old mountain top: Cooked up some grub at dusk and went for a stroll down the "trail." Poorwills and nighthawks overhead, crickets and katydids providing soundtrack. Nothing anomalous throughout the night. Following day we made 1300' of bushwhacked gain up through pinyon/sagebrush and 2 steps up, 1 back rottenrock scree to the various peaks S of camp. Saw jackrabbits and a golden eagle who met us at the summit, outside of indeterminate tracks, no other wildlife. Camp down there somewhere: Intended peak but after 1300' up at 8200' we retreated: Down through a slide/tumble scrapefest that often looked like this: Beautiful area with a little water flowing downstream but maybe still too dry...idk
    8 points
  34. I’m just back from 2 months or so out West. A month of that spent on Cedar Mesa in SE Utah, wandering down rarely traveled side canyons and up over mesas. It’s not exactly prime Sasquatch habitat but it was a trip afield and my eyes were always out for the anomalous. I saw no signs of our big footed quarry, not surprisingly, nor much sign of less cryptid critters, no rattlers, no cougar tracks, though I did see bobcat and coyote prints, and heard the latter sometimes at night. Bighorn sheep were seen a few times down those seldom visited canyons and Pronghorn and Mule deer up top but pleasantly, no indication of human presence. None of the ubiquitous bud lite cans and no trails, not even footprints, just wilderness **** near the way it was a thousand years ago. On setting out from coastal Maine, my intention was to camp somewhere each night along the way as travelers used to—finding a spot that looked good where one wouldn’t be harassed or attacked by marauding bands of any sort of law, out or otherwise and that was not atop asphalt or concrete. I knew this would be easier once I crossed the Mississippi but I didn't suspect Iowa and Nebraska would be so difficult to hide in. it sure is along the I-80 corridor. With the exception of being awoken one morning by tribal police down a heavily rutted and water-holed two-track just South of Lake Erie on the border of the Cattaraugus reservation (They were concerned I was dumping tires or some such.) and the asphalt that 2 of my tires were parked on outside of Moab, Ut, I managed that for 45 nights or so. It was a trip filled with amazing vistas and long eye stretches not to be had in the thickly forested geography of home. Many nights spent perched along canyon rims looking 1000’ down to the wash or river below and not another soul incarnate for miles around, just the ghosts of the ancestors and the mute yet intelligent silence of stone. Segments of that stone had interesting glyphs pecked into it, somewhat representative of a familiar figure. At the end of my journey, after a sojourn in SLC, UT and along with a fellow conspirator we made the trip out to Skinwalker Ranch, a place I’d heard of but not really known much about. After a wee bit of research we decided to check it out. It is still gated and surveilled by cameras with large no trespassing signs at the entrance to the property. It is also guarded by savage skinwalkers in the form of Owls ( we watched a Great Horned for 10 minutes as it hunted the pasture from telephone pole tops) and dogs, one of which attacked the front tire of the vehicle we were in then assumed such a friendly demeanor so as to lure us out of the car and most assuredly claw our hearts out. We weren’t fooled, though later that night we did return to feed him a blueberry muffin:) Skinwalker ridge, above the ranch was our chosen vantage point and is probably accessible had we been in the Rover but we weren’t at the time so we settled for walking across the sagebrush pasture to the South under cover of darkness. After covering maybe a third of the way, my companion began feeling a sense of dread over not what was ahead but what was behind and suggested we leave. I know to trust that intuition and put up no resistance, so back we headed through the scrub and over the barbed wire into town and a somewhat less dangerous venue--Taco Time for fried empenadas…And that’s about all folks.
    8 points
  35. Getting to a point where I am happy with my field truck. I built a bunk in the back and added: 1 200 watts of Solar 2 Diesel heater with the exhaust routed through the bed and a CO sensor 3 Removable Propane shower unit 4 Roof rack 5 Side lighting 6 Interior Fan I am running deep cycle batteries and will eventually switch to lithium. Was able to do a shake down run this past weekend and all went well with it.
    7 points
  36. Wrong. From Nature: A 130,000-year-old archaeological site in southern California, USA " ..... Th/U radiometric analysis of multiple bone specimens using diffusion–adsorption–decay dating models indicates a burial date of 130.7 ± 9.4 thousand years ago. These findings confirm the presence of an unidentified species of Homo at the CM site during the last interglacial period (MIS 5e; early late Pleistocene), indicating that humans with manual dexterity and the experiential knowledge to use hammerstones and anvils processed mastodon limb bones for marrow extraction and/or raw material for tool production. "
    7 points
  37. 2022. Arrived a month ago yesterday. Got the plates on Friday. It's on its second tank of gas. There are upgrades in its future but first by bank account needs a breather 'cause along with this, I got Starlink and a new Sage fly rod. Time to put the brakes on for a month or two. In the mean time, I headed for the woods yesterday. Mostly fishin' but also keeping my eye open for tracks and running an audio recorder. It's about a month past the "hot time" for the area so it was no surprise that I heard / saw / smelled nothing at all. River crossing is via the white log. Sketchy but .. sketchy. The burn scar from a fire in 2008. Up on top above the ridgeline the burn continues. It is just over a mile to the top. I've spent a lot of time down in the shadow along the trail looking up into the timber with big glass .. spotting scope, 'nocs, and camera, but I haven't seen anything interesting in there yet. Nor have I heard anything. This is probably my favorite view. As a fishermen those pools look **good**. Can't get to them from the trail side though, there's a 15-30 foot drop-off into the water all along on my side. No way to get back out. The views are great. It's not that pleasant, though. By the time the river drops enough to fish the mosquitoes get real bad and by the time the mosquitoes back off the yellowjackets, then hornets, get going. There's always some kind of irritation. It's a nice place to hike in winter if you can get to the trailhead (snow). Also not a real safe place to camp because of the trees from that fire 14 years ago that are still falling. MIB
    7 points
  38. Greetings, everyone! First-time poster here, but somewhat long-time lurker. I live in the Washington, DC area but recently had some personal business take me to NW Ohio. I chose a stopover point near Salt Fork State Park, both because it made sense travel-wise and because it gave the opportunity to do some hiking in an area where there'd been Bigfoot activity both in the past and present. I of course hiked around the "Bigfoot Ridge" area. Actually, a really nice park employee pointed me to an unmarked trail (meaning, not on the official trail map) that was nonetheless blazed with red markings and which paralleled below the Bigfoot Ridge area. It's located right behind the picnic area of the Stone House that's one of the sights to see within the park. The same employee also showed me a pic of a tree structure she'd seen herself, and recounted how she sometimes heard whoops and whatnot in the evenings. Anyway, it was a pretty cool trail that was somewhat overgrown and had some deadfall on it, but nothing too bad (it's no longer maintained, apparenty). I can neither confirm nor deny whether I went off-trail to investigate some squatchy-looking hollers. While I didn't observe anything on that trail, earlier I had hiked the Morgan's Knob trail, where I saw an interesting track in the mud (first pic below). A few things to note: 1) there was a squall that had some through in the morning the day before, so it was quite muddy, and I wonder if it could've affected the shape of an otherwise innocuous print or have been an artifact of the water flow itself; 2) the print was on the actual trail, on an incline; and 3) for size reference, the water bottle is 8", sorry it's at a slight angle, as I said, it was on an incline and was kinda hard to place something that'd stay still. I think you can see some good detail of what looks like the heel area and some toe impressions as well. This was from the first of my two trips to the park, in mid-May. I'm interested in others' thoughts on it. I didn't see an discernible prints near it...some indentations, sure, but nothing with detail. To me, while it looked like a pretty good track, I did find it odd that it was basically in the trail itself, where a rivulet had probably flowed the say prior during the torrential rain. The following four pics are from my second trip in mid-June. For this trip, I drove on some of the gravel park roads, and there were pull-offs on these that led to "unmarked" trails. On one of these, after hiking through the woods for a bit, I came to a large meadow with tall grass. I hiked across it to the next wooded area, and shortly after entering, noticed a curious looking tree structure. I took two pics, one close-up, and one further back to give a better sense of the surroundings (pics two and three, respectively). Interestingly, near the possible tree structure (was it perhaps a marker?), I noticed what I thought was really a good, natural "hunting blind" that looked out over the meadow (pic four). Right behind the "blind," there was also a well-flattened area where it looked like something had lain, but perhaps not very recently, as there was a small fallen branch in the middle of the "bedding" area (pic five). I called it a "hunting blind," but it really could be used by prey too, I guess. Anyway, I'm curious to know everyone's thoughts on these too. Look forward to the feedback!
    7 points
  39. I like how the camera points straight ahead until they get to the creature…🙄
    7 points
  40. Fair enough. I have a different take-away though. My analogy is icebergs. 10% above the surface, 90% below .. give or take. I don't think it is our research practices or methods that are flawed, I think it is the assumptions that guide them .. a deeper, more fundamental flaw. We're not inept. I believe that if our assumptions were right, then our methods would have produced results. I don't know what the answer is but I am convinced that whatever it is, we're going to find that bigfoots aren't what we think they are. I think we need to step back and review the apparent crackpot theories. Apply some science to them looking for ways they could succeed, not just for ways to dismiss them. I think that because we are uncomfortable with aspects of them, we attempt to force failure so we don't have to face discomfort rather than looking into them to see how they might work thus suss out the answer to our mystery. You might even say we use "pure science" as a means to hide intellectual cowardice. MIB
    7 points
  41. What I took away from the Two Reasons without adding in any of the religious elements, is that 1) Killing you during an encounter is always on the menu. Maybe choice number 10 or option 45, but always there. Therefore, be careful. They are strong and wild and you do not know them. Treat them with the respect and caution you would any wild animal (or potentially crazy human). And 2) They don't communicate, so we can't reason with them and we have no way of knowing what they're thinking. Anything else is some form of anthropomorphism. There is danger in making incorrect assumptions based on OUR beliefs that may or may not be true. I'm not interested in any of the religious interpretations one way or another, nor any woo. Carpenters' belief system influences how he views the creatures. We ALL have some sort of belief system about who we are in the grand scheme of things and who THEY are. But distilling the two reasons into the above made sense to me. YMMV.
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  42. Ok here they are. I hope this better helps with the context of how i explained the situation in the quoted post.
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  43. Well, getting the research year to a bit of a slow start here in WV until last weekend. We were supposed to head out to this site the weekend the report came in but we had a state wide ice storm that had us crippled for 6 days. We finally got on sote on Feb 27th and have been processing data since. This new research location is perfect IMO. 85 years worth of history, sightings of white BF and most recently, Feb 13th some Ohio howl like sounds were recorded. The biggest plus is the massive variety of food literally EVERYWHERE you turn. A family could easily rough it out there and survive fairly easily as thif family has for nearly a century. The witness was getting hounded but luckly recognized me, and trusted we would treat her encounter and the stories she had respectfully. We spent a day surveying the area cataloguing the food supply, fresh/clean water sources etc. Our witness also has some activity 2 days before we arrived where her husband claimed something had thrown gravel at him while he was taking the trash out. Nothing but a large well worn game trail to be found near the trash though, as expected. What wasn't expected though was the track way we found just before we left the site for the day. 5 deep impressions in the ground, most were in the recently sown grass and hay, but 2 were half in a creek and one just on the edge of a mountian stream, where it left toe impressions that had collected water from the previous rain that had come through. We cast the track and documented the others. The gaite ranged between 4.5ft and 5ft heres the one track that we were able to collect. A tuft of grass eliminated the ball of the foot, and some mud from the stream had been left in the footprint as well whoch is visible in the image of the print prior to casting. We documented the entire day using Video, 2 Audio recorders, and multiple cameras for stills. The full video will be up soon and I'll share it here Other footprints were found on the property but were in deep leaf litter and nondescript but worth noting.
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  44. So far, what are our possible explanations as to how they can sense and avoid ir cams: 1) They can see the ir illumination. However, apes (and mammals in general) cannot see in the ir range due to their body heat. 2) They can smell either the cameras or batteries. Primates, however, have a less developed sense of smell as a trade off to heightened Visio and sense of touch. 3) They can hear the camera itself. However again, primates hear in the same range as humans…maybe slightly higher on some cases. 4) They are so in tune with their immediate environment that they can instantly recognize something out of the ordinary and instinctively avoid it. This seems to run counter to the claims that these creatures are exceedingly inquisitive and curious. They can’t resist checking out humans at a campfire, but know to avoid the small box on a tree? That curiosity would eventually result in one with exceptionally poor decision making skills being captured peeking at the strange new box on a tree… 5) They can sense the emf emissions from the camera. There has been some discussion over whether deer can sense the electromagnetism given off by hunters. I am looking to see if any claims of this emf detection has been documented in monkeys or other primates, but haven’t seen anything so far. Camera traps are kind of in the same category as road crossings for me. These things need to maintain a 100% success rate…year after year. It seems impossible, but they do. This doesn’t sound like an ape to me. But, if it is closer to man with man’s intelligence… then where is the tool use? The fire use? There isn’t one ‘rebel’ that makes an attempt to break the taboo and communicate with the hairless ones? At this point you are talking about a creature that has a wide array of super senses (far beyond what any other creature on earth possesses), intelligence somewhat equal to a man but without man’s tool use, and an almost hive mind that allows these intelligent beings to remain in complete lockstep 100% of the time concerning their interaction with humans. Couple this with the physical gifts that they possess...strength, speed, agility, stealth. And now throw in the proposed ability to use emf in ways that the rest of animal kingdom lacks… We are dealing with something so far outside of what the rest of the animal kingdom is capable of, that it’s a surprise that these things didn’t just predate early man into extinction. We are missing something major here. None of this makes sense.
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  45. I admit I, Wolfjewel, am an armchair Bigfooter. One good thing an armchair philosopher can do, imho, is keep encouraging folks to 👍listen with care to all sides 👍avoid labels 👍state your opinion or experience without fear of putdowns. When people use labels that pit “us against them,” that’s the surest way to guarantee both sides will learn nothing from each other. As a BFF member since 2016, I’ve read plenty of mud-slinging posts in the past. Happily, the public part of the Forum recently got cleaned up (yay!) and violators of the decency code banned. (You can get around that in the Premium section which I’ve just joined, lol.) In 2020 I’d like to invite all new members who wish to share a sighting or experience, to post as soon as possible. Since newbies can’t start a topic but only reply, I’ll ask frequently for their input to my query. Hopefully moderators will judge their sharings worthy. I’m so psyched to hear new voices!
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  46. I’m not sure if I ever told my stories here on the BFF. And though I live in Oregon, all three of my "experiences" happened in Florida, less than ten miles from Myakka River State Park about fifteen years ago. I was living at a country club / older folk’s community while I was in Florida going to school for a couple of years. Whenever I could, I would get out into nature by hiking up at Myakka River State Park and surrounding areas. Beautiful place, but it can be dangerous. There’s a lot of wildlife and it seems everything out there is looking to hurt or kill you. Lots of gators, poisonous snakes, spiders, boars, panthers, and my wife and I even saw two jaguarundis once at Myakka River State Park. My experiences though, happened at the golf course, strangely enough. The first experience we had, I was with my wife and we were out sitting on our screened in porch on the second floor enjoying a cigar and a cold fermented malt beverage. It was very late at night, I would say maybe 2AM, and we had the lights out so I wouldn’t get busted for smoking a cigar. Just talking and relaxing. This second-floor porch overlooked maybe 20 feet of grass, then a retaining pond (lake), and the golf course itself. We could see none of it though, it was a very dark night. Well this night was very quiet. Suddenly, we heard bipedal footsteps sloshing through the water. Big. Deliberate. Not fast, but not slow. It was covering a lot of ground with those steps. Now it was too dark to see, but I knew at the time there are only two things in the water at night in Florida. Gators, and gator food. If you are not one, you are the other. But even though you could hear the sloshing of the steps, you could almost feel the ground thumping as whatever it was moved. It wouldn’t make sense that a person would be walking through the water at night after midnight with no flashlight (or even with one for that matter). But this was no gator. Whatever it was was walking on two legs. As it passed the “lanai”, we were both afraid to even look to see what it was. Not that we could have anyway. But we didn’t even want to get close to the screen. It passed right by us. I would say no more than 30 feet away, max. It never broke stride. We were both too afraid to even speak. And when we did, we whispered and didn’t pronounce our “s’s” because we didn’t want to be heard by whatever it was.We sat there a long while after this thing was gone, trying to figure out what it was. I joked “skunk ape” with her, but the truth was that I was pretty certain that’s what we heard. I have seen deer out there and tons of birds. But this was no deer. No wild pig. Not a bear. Not a panther. It was bigger than those for certain. I still don’t KNOW what it was But if I had to put money down on something, I would have to go with a skunk ape because nothing else fits. That was the first experience. The second and third ones are tied together. Let me set the stage a little. I had an old dog. He was awesome. Always quiet and mild mannered. Unless there was danger. Then he became 120 pounds of growling snarling canine badassery. Mix of black lab, German shepherd, chow, akita, and coyote. I had to walk him when I got home from school. Usually that was after midnight or so. Outside the gate of the community though, there was swamp land, and general native Florida wilderness. When I say “gate”, I mean there was a drop-down arm to block vehicles, but people could just walk around it. Boy, I miss the sounds of the gators and frogs at night! I would take Tucker out there to do his business next to the road. I always carried my pistol because it was scary out there with just a flashlight. This particular night, I was walking Tucker towards the gate to get out to the road to his happy pooping grounds, when he started walking slower. His head was lowered, and he was growling softly. Now we were still in the golf course community, mind you. But right next to a small pond that was completely blocked off with trees. You couldn’t even see this pond. Not even the landscapers went in there. I know, because I was curious and went in there one day. Very thick native Florida bush. Then swampy pond. Almost perfectly circular. Maybe fifty feet across is all. It’s own little nature preserve in miniature. It was right next to a man-made retaining pond that had gators and fish and frogs and snakes and the like in it. As we were passing this pond which you cannot see, Tucker’s hackles went up and he started growling loud, and baring his teeth. His eyes were fixed on the small trees next to us. These trees were maybe 20 feet tall. Almost like tall bushes, really. Just as I was really realizing that something was in there, that something growled from the cover of those trees. Loud as hell. I could feel it in my chest, even. I could feel my hair stand up. That had never happened to me before, and it was a really strange sensation. That growl was so low in pitch and loud! It was not a gator, as I have heard those sounds before many times. Then the trees began shaking VIOLENTLY. I thought whatever it was was either going to rip them down or come charging out, so I had my 1911 drawn. We backed away from those trees without turning around. I did not want to turn my back to them. My heart was pounding. I was scared crapless. We finally came home from a different route (we actually walked all the way around the community because I didn’t want to pass those bushes again. My wife asked where I had been and I explained everything. She thought it was funny. Well I was not amused. A few weeks went by, and my mother in law came to visit from Texas. We had an extra room, so it was no big deal. She always loved to go outside and see the nature there. She loved to walk the dog, too. I told her to stay away from the “growly bushes” as they had become to be known as. She teased me and I tried to explain I was NOT kidding and I was deadly serious. It piqued her curiousity. Well late one night maybe here or four weeks after the first “growly-bush” experience, we had been tipping a few drinks out on the lanai. It was late, and the dog needed to go out one last time. She volunteered, and asked me to go with her because she wanted to see the “growly-bushes”. I decided to show here where it happened. So foolishly, we headed down there. Tucker again started growling slow and low, with his head down as we approached the bushes. My mother in law started getting freaked out. Then as we got near them, the thing growled loud at us and shook the trees again, exactly as it had done before. My mother in law was terrified, and so was I. When we got back up to the safety of the condo, she swore that she would never doubt me again. Neither of us know for certain what growled at us. But whatever it was, had to be huge to shake the trees like that. I tried shaking them in the day time some time later, and could get them to move, but nothing like what we experienced. The good thing is that I had a witness this time. And she was able to relay what happened to my wife. Now my wife knows I was not joking about it. Folks there are strange things out there. And now that I am in Oregon and my kids are grown, I want to find out. That’s why I go out to the woods when I can and search for these beings. While I have never laid eyes on one that I know of, I know they are out there. And I hope to be able to find enough proof to make a difference. If not, maybe just enough to satisfy my own curiosity, which I think will never be satisfied.
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  47. No wonder I was getting cabin fever, it's been 2 months since I last got out! Between bad weather and "honey-do"s I missed 7 weekends, but today was the last day of deer season, so I had no trouble persuading my youngest boy (Oh no!, my baby just turned 49 five days ago!!) to come along for a trip to the mountains. We left home pre-dawn, and were starting up the East Harrison FSR shortly after sunrise. The day was forecast to be decent, not great, but not raining. We encountered some fog for the first hour along the lakeside, but the rest of the day alternated between overcast and sunny breaks. As I usually do, I tried each of the feeder creek valleys along the lake, but found a couple of my favorites gated due to logging activity, and 2 that had been closed earlier in the year now open to travel, so explored those as far towards their headwaters as the roads would allow, and hiked a couple of branches off those that were too overgrown to drive, one of which led to a small lake that I had only previously seen from the other side of that valley. Wildlife was scarce, except for hawks and eagles flying overhead, and a mulie doe that showed up just at dusk as we were driving out. Her colour was so close to that of the muddy road, that I almost ran into her before spotting her in the dim light. There were deer tracks at several areas that we checked, but no bear or cat sign, and no Sasquatch evidence of any sort. We discovered that the winding mountainside road had taken it's toll since I was last there earlier this year. At Km 14, there were 2 crosses at the roadside, dated Nov 2nd, where 2 young men had apparently gone off the shoulder on the downhill side, which is a sheer 500m (1600') drop to the lakeshore. Just 11km further in, there was obvious evidence of a logging truck having slid off the downhill side, as the load of logs was still 50m down the slope, where several large trees had prevented it from plunging further down. You could see where the truck had been dragged back up the slope to the road, and a few small parts still littered the slope. That one may make the next season of "Highway Through Hell", as this is part of the region covered by the companies that feature on that show. It was certainly an interesting day in the mountains, with OK weather, great scenery, and some father/son bonding time, which is always a joy. Here's my usual slew of pics: Snowline along the mountainside: Big Silver Creek: Tragedy along the way The narrow main logging road My 6' tattooed "baby boy" The small lake we hiked in to
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  48. As stated in the "How far up the ladder does knowledge of Sasquatch go?" thread, I did an email interview, in about 2009 or so, with Li Guohua, a Chinese Yeren investigator. He has been researching the Yeren for over 30 years, in the mountains of Shenongjia. Here is the translated version of that interview. Questions for Li Guohua What first got you interested in the Bigfoot (Yeren) phenomena, and how long have you been investigating this creature? Can you describe your first encounter with the Chinese Yeren? Was it a visual encounter, auditory encounter, or an evidence encounter (footprints, hair, scat, etc.)? Can you describe, in as much detail as possible, one of the Yeren that you have seen? What kind of equipment do you use when you go looking for the yeren? Do you have any evidence (eg: plaster casts, hair, scat samples, photos, etc.)? Have you ever experienced eyeshine? Have you ever experienced wood-knocking? Hve you ever tried to initiate contact, or are your field trips totally passive in nature? Have you ever experienced an aggressive Yeren? How would you characterize the Chinese Yeren’s behaviour towards humans? Are they curious, shy, bold, etc.? Have you ever had vocalizations between both yourself and a Yeren, or experienced vocalizations between creatures? How frequently do people report encounters to you, and do you have any current or ongoing investigations? Hello, Mr. Li Guohua! I am Xiao Jie who sent you a text message some time ago. I work in Tonghua Iron and Steel Company, Jilin Province. My husband is a Canadian teacher. Below is the email I sent to you in lieu of him. Thank you for your time and communication with me. I really want to know if the methods and means of tracking savages are different from those of North Americans. My question is as follows: What makes you interested in the phenomenon of savages? How long have you been tracking the savage? Dear Canadian Savage Explorer: Hello! My name is Li Guohua. Before retiring, I was a staff member of the Scientific Research Institute of Shennongjia National Nature Reserve in Hubei, China, and the former member of the scientific research team of the Northwestern Hubei Province. Thank you for your interest in the Yeren exploration business in China. I also hope to learn about the experience of wild people in the foreign countries and the way North Americans explore wild people. I am very happy to discuss the savage in nature with your husband. My nature determines my life pursuit. I like to explore adventures since I was a child. In 1972, as a young intellectual of the year, I left the lotus town in the suburbs of Yichang, my hometown, and became a lumberjack in the Shennongjia forest area in the northwest of Hubei. Our engineering team is located at the halfway up the southern slope of the main peak of the Great Shennongjia at 3106.4 meters above sea level. In the spring of 1973, the mountains often filled with fog, and the wind and snow were mixed. Every day we started to slash in the virgin forests of the mountains and valleys. It was during that time that I often saw clusters of rare animal golden monkeys in the forest and saw the big footprints of the savage on the snow many times. This made me know that there is a kind of human being in nature that can walk upright. A savage of a senior unknown primate exists. Interested in rare animals, interested in mysterious savages, and prompted my destiny to form an indissoluble bond with the savage. In May 1973, I transferred from the engineering team to the cultural department of the forest area. While specializing in local cultural work, I used all my spare time to start an adventure career with the goal of tracking the Yeren. Counting it, I have been searching for them for almost forty years. As long as the existence of the wild man is confirmed, this is not only the most important discovery in the field of natural science in the world, but also has great practical significance for studying the origin and evolution of human beings. According to Engels, “there is a kind of human being in the process of human evolution. The theory of non-inhuman non-human primates can also be scientifically justified. Since the 1970s, the report of local cadres, workers, and peasants witnessing wild people has been constantly spread in the northwest of Hubei Province, and has attracted the attention of the state. The Hubei Provincial Government and the Chinese Academy of Sciences have also jointly organized the scientific research team to enter the mountain twice and conducted investigations on the wild people. On the afternoon of December 12, 1980, Vice Premier Fang Yi and Vice President of the Chinese Academy of Sciences Hu Keshi specially organized a meeting to hear the singularity of the Northwestern Hubei Branch of the Wuhan Branch of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. After listening to the report on the progress of the investigation of the Yerenn by Vice President Cheng, the deputy prime minister of the Chinese Academy of Sciences pointed out: "The problem of Yeren inspection, the scientific problem is most arbitrary. We should not oppose those who have the will. You can't blame people like this. There is such a person in the world, or there will be no Columbus. If you can't find the New World two days later, Columbus may be killed. For those who are so enthusiastic and even disregarding life, we can't say You can't do it, you can't be too arbitrary." Dean Fang Yi's speech inspired my fighting spirit and made me a follower of Columbus. As a member of the scientific research team of the "Singular Animal Science Research Team in Northwest Hubei", my dream is to use my lifelong efforts to uncover the mystery of Yeren for human beings. 2) Can you describe your first encounter with a savage? Did you see it, hear it, or some trace? (such as footprints, hair, stool, etc.) The first time I encountered a savage was on December 5, 1978, when I was interviewed by a colleague from a forestry cultural department to an engineering team that I used to be a lumberjack. When we occasionally climbed the main peak of Shennongjia, we found a large number of wilderness footprints left by a group of Yeren on a mountain snow called Tianlianling. The footprints were 40 cm in size, 30 cm in size, and more than 20 cm - a footprint similar to the footprint of our human adult. The step length was 150 cm in the snow. Seeing the traces of so many savages in the inaccessible, uninhabited alpine jungle, people felt terrified at the time. We pursued along the traces of the savages, and on the hillside not far away, we saw that several Yeren were hunting in the jungle. Because of the fog on the mountain and the distance, I can't see the creatures. I can only see that it is some upright walking. The primitive people who are similar to our human ancestors chased and hunt a large wild animal in the snow. The sight of the Yeren is shocking, and it is very scary. Because there was no preparation, and the traces of the tigers were found on the mountains, we did not dare to approach them. We had to return to the campsite of the Yamashita engineering team dozens of miles away when it was dark. 3) Can you describe the savage you see as much as possible? After discovering the wild man for the first time on December 5, 1978, my heart was completely fascinated by the Yeren. Since then, I have continued to use my Weibo's salary income, using the annual family leave, alone to witness the savages in the past, and discover the wild in the mountains. I don't have a camera, the only inspection tool is a bandit. (A gunpowder shotgun) Every time you enter the mountain for ten days and a half, and for four or five months, you have been lurking in the inaccessible deep mountain virgin forest to search for Yeren. In the mountains, I have to rely on eating dry food for a long time. At night, I can only live under the cliffs with my clothes and spend the cold night around the campfire. The winter climate of the mountains is particularly cold. After several months of continuous in the inaccessible mountains, people have been exhausted. This has caused me to die almost in the mountains several times. On February 28, 1980, I rested under a cliff and suddenly saw a person's shadow coming to me not far away. Careful observation revealed that it was originally a humanoid animal walking upright, with red hair, and no tail. I found the Yeren, I was very surprised, I saw the beast is very tall, but I felt a panic because my body was extremely weak. The Yeren's height is two meters high and the body is very strong. Our distance is only fifty or sixty meters apart. I couldn't catch up, and I didn't have a camera. I saw the Yeren observing me for a while and found that I was not the animal he needed to hunt. He turned and walked away. In desperation, I had to raise the bandit in my hand and aim at the wild man. I thought that as long as I injured the savage, I could catch up with him and find the cave where he lived. But I pulled the trigger several times and the bandit didn't fire. After watching the wild man walking away, I realized that the gunpowder in the bandit had become damp. 4) What equipment do you use when tracking the Yeren? Unfortunately, I am just a scientific explorer who is curious about the Yeren and wants to unravel the mystery of nature. Because the Yeren has not yet been recognized by the academic community, many people in the academic world are not believing in the Yeren. Although I have worked hard to find the wild man for a lifetime, I have never found a funder. Until now, I have not had any high-tech research equipment. In June 1980, I participated in the "Shanxi Animal Scientific Investigation Team in Northwest Hubei" organized by the Chinese Academy of Sciences, I became a scientific research team organized by the government and the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but at that time each scientific research team member was only equipped with a rifle. There are no cameras and other inspection equipment. According to my in-depth investigation for many years, it can be concluded that the Yeren not only exist, but also have a wide distribution. They are basically distributed in Shennongjia and the surrounding counties in the northwest of Hubei Province. The main difficulty in uncovering this natural mystery is that there is no high-tech research equipment, and because the Shennongjia in the northwest of Hubei and the surrounding Daba Mountains are the dense forests of the mountains, it is not a plain or grassland. As long as the Yeren enters the natural barrier of the forest in the deep mountain canyon, the expedition team members can no longer find them. Although I have found five Yeren in total, because the wild people run faster than people, the distance is far, the Yeren is only fifty or sixty meters away from me, I can't catch up with them, so I have been difficult to get the direct science of the existence of the wild man. evidence. The Yeren is running very fast in the forest, so that human beings can't catch up with them. If there is a person who supports me, help me solve high-tech research equipment, and install some far-infrared cameras or far-infrared places where savages often appear. The camera, in the age of our lives, unveiled the mystery of the savage is completely achievable. But in society, especially the conservative forces in the academic world, they all insist on denying the view of the savages. I will not first uncover the mystery of the Yeren to confirm the existence of the wild man. Who is willing to take risks to help me continue to explore the mystery of the Yeren? 5) Do you have evidence? (such as footprints, hair, stool, photos, etc.) During my participation in the singular animal science expedition team in northwestern Hubei Province, I have worked with my colleagues in the scientific research team several times to fill the model of the Yeren footprints with gypsum powder in the mountains. I have also worked with the companions of the expedition team several times in the mountains. The hair of the Yeren, but as a member of the expedition, the plaster model of the footprints we produced was handed over to the expedition team, and may now be stored in the Shennongjia Forest Cultural Center. About the Yeren's hair, we obtained Yeren hair eight times, and then handed it over to the expedition team. Some of them were sent to more than 10 research institutes such as the Institute of Vertebrate Paleontology and Paleoanthropology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and they made scientific identification of wild animal hair and wild animals such as orangutans, gibbons, chimpanzees and gorillas. The results of these tests confirmed the hair of the wild man, which is different from the hair of four kinds of human beings and other wild animals known as orangutans, chimpanzees, gorillas, and gibbons. It is confirmed that the Yeren's hair is closest to human hair. There is no Yeren hair in my hand. But I also have photo data of the Yeren hair and photos of the plaster cast of the Yeren's sleeping nest, feces, and Yeren found in the mountains. 6) Have you seen the Yeren's eyes shining at night (eyeshine)? The savage was found many times during the day, and no savage eyes were seen shining at night. 7) Have you ever experienced the savage people interacting with each other by tapping the wood (wood knocks)? I have heard many times in the mountains that the wild people are calling each other for the connection with the same kind. Their voices are extremely rough and monotonous. They are usually called between their companions. They are all "hey, hey, hey, hehe" Howling. No phenomenon was found in which wild people communicated with each other by tapping wood. Are you actively communicating with the savage, or is your field trip only passive? I have found Yeren many times. If in the age of my life, someone can support me to solve the research expenses and high-tech research equipment, such as a digital camera with a telescope head, I can easily shoot it. But until now, I am a lonely and helpless self-funded investigator, so it has been difficult to realize my dream of uncovering the mystery of Yeren for human beings. The Yeren's body is tall, can reach about 2 meters in height, and is particularly stout. They are not like modern people, and their faces are terrifying. Because after seeing the wild man, there is always a certain sense of horror in the psychology of the person. Every time I see the Yeren, I want to approach them. I hope to actively communicate with them, but with the psychological pressure, the Yeren will turn with the eyes. There is a feeling of doubt in people, but to leave in a hurry, which makes me unable to communicate with the Yeren and cannot be friends with them. Yeren does exist, but they should not belong to humans. According to the views of anthropologists of the Chinese Academy of Sciences who participated in the study that year, the Yeren should belong to a family of cockroaches, a descendant of giant python (note: I have no idea what he means by this). During the period of our investigation, the Chinese Academy of Sciences also discovered fossils of ancient giant pythons in Shennongjia in the northwest of Hubei Province and in the surrounding areas of Jixian and Lichuan. Some of China's most famous anthropologists even concluded that the Yeren is the living fossil of the giant clam. The main purpose of my search for wild people is to obtain the physical specimens of the wild people and let the international community recognize the existence of wild people. But I have struggled for a lifetime, and I have never found a funder or supporter in the age of my life. I can only find Yeren again and again, and I can only fail again and again. This is the regret of our time. This is the sorrow of our time. 9) Have you seen an aggressive Yeren? So far, I have not found any savage Yeren, but in the hundreds of Yeren we have documented in recent decades, there are many Yeren who have caught the ire of the Yeren. The example, and there are many examples of modern people who have been caught by the Yeren and escaped after a fight between life and death. For example, the mountain people Yin Hongfa, Zhu Guoqiang and other local mountain people have been caught by the Yeren and they survived after fighting with the wild man. There are also many examples of being caught by wild people into caves. 10) How do you think of wild people's behavior and attitude towards human beings? Are they curious, shy or daring? The Yeren is a worldwide phenomenon, distributed almost everywhere in the world. At the same time, the Yeren is an unknown high-level primate that cannot evolve into human beings. Although they have the characteristics of being able to walk upright, they live in the big forest. In the same way, like the ancestors of our human beings, relying on hunting animals, living with blood and living in the living habits, with the omnivorous characteristics of carnivores and herbivores such as orangutans and bears, the first thing is the wildness of the beasts. They have been able to survive from ancient times to the present. Through my long-distance observation of the wild people, when they saw human beings, they first expressed their curiosity and doubts. They seemed to want to be close, but they were somewhat feared. So after seeing humans, most of them chose to escape. Of course, individual differences, they also have the phenomenon of actively attacking people. 11) Is there an activity between you and the savage? Or is there a voice activity between Yeren? In order to find Yeren, I often like to learn the call of the Yeren in the dense forests of the mountains, and call the creatures. Because of the many materials I have collected, the Yeren hear the humans calling each other and bringing them closer to humans. . Another reason I like to make wilderness calls in the forest is that in the deep mountains isolated from the world, a person is sometimes too lonely, too boring, and calling is also to energize people's spirit. A person often stays alone in the inaccessible mountains and forests for several months. Sometimes he is afraid of his own frequent dysfunction. Sometimes he will learn to call the Yeren in disapproval. This is also because he feels lonely in his own spirit and even fears his own spirit. A condolence to one's own spirit. 12) Do people tell you more about their encounters with the Yeren? Do you have an investigation that is currently underway? During my 30 years of wilderness adventure, I have gone through dozens of dangers of dying, because I have lived in the wild mountains of the uninhabited mountains, so that I have discovered Yeren five times in my life. In the northwest Shennongjia and surrounding counties, Zhushan County, Zhuxi County, Wushan, Wuxi, Chengkou and other counties, I have interviewed more than 400 wild witnesses in more than 90 natural villages with wild people. 400 expedition study notes. My goal in life is to reveal to the world the truth of the existence of wild people in nature and realize the value of my life. My investigation activities have never stopped. In recent years, I have planned many plans to follow the mountain adventure to track the Yeren. If in the age of my life, I can find a rich man who can be interested in Yeren, and fund me to solve high-tech research equipment and funds - (to help me go into the mountains to search for Yeren clues, transport luggage, install far infrared Cameras, cameras and other facilities, as well as the transportation expenses of the inspectors in the mountains, and the expenses of the labor expenses of the collaborators, may only cost 2 million yuan. It takes only one year, and I can shoot the first in the world. A documentary about the habits of Yeren in nature. At that time, all Chinese people may be happy, and all the people on Earth may be happy. But after more than 30 years of hard exploration, it is not easy to find a Yeren. To find a rich man who can have an interest in the Yeren and is willing to help me uncover the mystery of the Yeren may be a hundred times more difficult than finding a Yeren. Traditional ideas are the enemy of scientific progress. Because in China's biological world, especially the animal research department, the animal protection department almost always denies the existence of wild people. I don't first uncover the mystery of the Yeren, I can't conquer the traditional views of the experts who deny the existence of the wild people. . Although China's CCTV, many local TV stations in China, many foreign TV stations, including China's Youku, Hubei TV's story China column, Sichuan TV's charm discovery column, have walked into the place where I work, to me again and again. After discovering the Yeren, there were no more than two hundred interviews. Anthropologists, explorers, and media reporters from all over the world did not have hundreds of people. They traveled across the ocean to China to interview me, but I did not come up with Yeren first. The scientific evidence of existence, the conservative forces in the academic world are still doubting the existence of wild people, no one in the world is willing to give me any support and help before I succeed. Therefore, if a rich person is interested in the Yeren, it may take only a year to uncover the mystery of the Yeren, but I have struggled for a whole life. For nearly four decades, I have been able to use my own Weibo salary, and I have insisted on my own expense to find wild people in the mountains year after year. In my life, in order to uncover the mystery of the Yeren to the world, I was not married until I was 41 years old. Because I have been inspected at my own expense, I have been injured in the mountains many times, and I have to pay for public funds to go to the hospital for treatment. Until I retire, I still owe the public funds of the unit. If the sky has eyes, it will enable me to find a Yeren head in the forest in an extremely difficult and difficult situation, so that the international biological community can recognize the existence of the wild man, I can become a successful scientific explorer in the world today. I walked into the solemn Great Hall of the People to report my feelings of success to my motherland and the people. I can only report to my motherland and the people, "I have dedicated my life to me when I am alive. My most loved nature is dedicated to my most passionate scientific exploration. If my spirit of scientific exploration can be understood by my motherland and the people, my best wish is to be able to make friends with the Communist Party in China. The scientific exploration cause that is beneficial to the progress of human science can be supported by the great Communist Party of China and can be supported by my motherland and the people. My life comes from nature, and my life is exploring. I have spent the rest of my life in science. I have been serving nature for the rest of my life, and I am protecting the ecological environment on which human beings depend. Fighting, in order to protect precious forest resources, at the expense of their own lives to fight against poachers. I have no regrets in life, all my scientific exploration achievements and my spiritual wealth will belong to the world. It will belong to all mankind. I firmly believe that the scientific spirit of mankind cannot be smothered by stubborn conservative forces and traditional ideas. Those who hold the Communist Party and the people to give them power cannot serve the Communist Party and the people. Some bureaucrats of the national and national service forestry authorities, corrupt officials, their powers, will be reclaimed by the great Chinese Communist Party and the great Chinese people. They are targeted by Chinese scientific explorers. The scientific ban on "the Yeren belongs to the folk singularity, the necessity of not examining...there is no organization, no participation, no hype" will be abolished by the great Chinese people." In 2006, 46 experts from Hubei Province signed a joint letter, and wrote to the Party Central Committee and State Council, "Proposing the State to Continue to Organize Shennongjia Wild People Scientific Investigation." The leaders of the Party Central Committee and the State Council attached great importance to it and promptly made the instructions of "hoping to organize relevant experts to demonstrate and negotiate settlement." Jackie Chan, a famous international movie star in Hong Kong, said that he is willing to pay tens of thousands of yuan to support us inspecting wild people and filming Yeren documentaries. However, many domestic animal protection departments, many experts in the animal research department, insisted on denying the view of the existence of wild people, and resolutely disagreed with the state's continued organization of scientific investigations of wild people. Some bureaucratic leading cadres of the state forestry authorities also strongly disagreed. The state organization carried out scientific investigations on wild people. On the grounds that "the wild people belonged to the folks and did not have the need to organize inspections", they even signed the joint signing of 46 experts from the Party Central Committee and the State Council for Hubei Province. The spirit of the instructions of "I hope to organize relevant experts' arguments and negotiate settlements" made by Shennongjia Yeren Scientific Investigation was not accepted, and it was issued that "the Yeren belongs to the folks, there is no need for organization inspection, no organization, no participation, The document of "No Hype" has been resolutely stopped against the Yeren investigation activities that the people of Hubei Province will soon organize. This forced Jackie Chan to fund the local science expedition staff in Hubei Province to prepare for the shooting of the Yeren Documentary. Human civilization begins with exploration. Scientific exploration of the cause is a noble cause that promotes the progress of human society and promotes human civilization. Although it is necessary to carry out the scientific exploration of Yeren in China and the tremendous resistance of some leaders of the forestry authorities, I have been working hard, now I have also began planning the next plan to track the wild people into the mountains. To photograph the Yeren, the main difficulty for me is that I can't solve the high-tech research equipment. I need a financial sponsor or collaborator to help me. After nearly forty years of field exploration, I know the distribution of Yeren, know the habits of Yeren, and there are many adventure lovers in China who want to participate in my activities. They are constantly in contact with me and hope to participate in my adventure tracking Yeren's new plan. Not taking the living habits of the wild people in the forest as documentaries, not only the animal research department, the experts of the animal protection department, the leaders of the forestry authorities expressed doubts about the existence of the wild people, opposed the organization inspection, and the people always expressed their existence to the wild people. doubt. The people have the right to know. Article 47 of the Constitution of the People's Republic of China, Article 3 of the Law of the People's Republic of China on Science and Technology Progress, Article 22 of the Human Rights Law of the People's Republic of China, stipulates: "Citizens of the People' Freedom." "Citizens of the People's Republic of China enjoy the freedom to organize scientific research, literary and artistic creation and other cultural activities. Encourage and promote innovation and international exchanges and cooperation in scientific activities such as science, literature and art." Encourage scientific exploration and technological innovation to make science and technology reach the world's advanced level." I hope to uncover the ideal of the savage nature of human beings, and believe that it is also the common aspiration of all mankind. Now, I have written and published a book, My Yeren Career, based on my own experience of tracking wild people for more than 30 years in the forest. At home and abroad, hundreds of media outlets have reported at home and abroad. At present, I am in good health. As long as I find the first partner in the world who is willing to sponsor me to shoot a savage documentary, I am willing to work with the partners to realize the dream of human beings finally uncovering the mystery of the Yeren. I am also willing to cooperate with the partners. Together, share the success and achievements of the exploration of science. In the age of my life, in my home country, many Chinese people sang the international song "to fight for the truth." But when the Chinese really want to fight for the truth for life, in the face of the firm opposition and suppression of certain bureaucrats in the forestry authorities, in this era of our lives, who is willing to disregard some of the bureaucrats of forestry Resolutely oppose and stop, dare to help me shoot the first documentary about the habits of Yeren for the world? Struggling for the truth for life is my belief in life. Regardless of the bureaucrats of China's forestry authorities, how to ban Chinese people from exploring the mystery of the wild people in the natural world, I will carry out my own career of exploring wild people.
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  49. More stories about coverups and genocide only help push the subject more into the realm of Woo.
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