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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.

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.

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.

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. "

https://strangereality.blog/2024/01/29/interview-with-jeff-meldrum/?fbclid=IwAR0aCXdKfEBtgu-pRlCPJBuHP2Lge5ztpEYCjtopcQlZ-1zoZyy3sdxUdGI

While I take several trips into the dark forest each year, I have gone on only one bigfoot focused trip. Naturally, I was the new guy. But I did get to handle track castings by Bob Titmus and Bob Gimlin! We were on the East side of the Cascade Mountains in Washington State and intended to camp at a location where people have been frightened away by something throwing sticks from the woods. Forest service gates ruined that plan and we camped a few miles away. :( John Andrews showing a casting given to him by Bob Titmus.

This is why I seldom "go bigfooting." Instead, I go fishing, hiking, hunting, exploring, taking pictures, whatever. Make those my first priority. Do it where there seems to be an elevated (comparatively speaking) chance of bigfoot activity, but make bigfoot .. secondary. The odds of success at those other things seems higher, high enough to keep the interest going, and "bigfoot country" is a great place to do them.

You can only get so much out of other people's accounts. The only cure for your current feelings is time in the deep woods. Experience it yourself rather than relying on people sharing their experiences for profit.

Here's the write up made by Chris Spencer RE the trackway found up in the Northern Olympics on the Olympic Project Property earlier in the year. 50++ pages and i think Chris does a good job of documenting this the best he can. It gets the heart pumping when i realised that i camped with my 16 year old daughter a matter of a few yards from where these were found the previous August.. Trackway-Find-Olympic-Project-Headquarters-compressed.pdf

Hello Friends, The attached photo made me laugh in a way; the U.S. Forestry Service tends to downplay (if not straight-out DENY) the existence of Bigfoot/Sasquatch, yet here they are in 1930 casting a footprint. It's hard to have physical proof of something that doesn't really exist! I guess we can never know the circumstances behind this photo, but it's definitely speculative, especially concerning the topic of U.S. government knowledge/involvement in the subject. What are your thoughts...?

I have never seen the work of Chris Noel (that he posts on his YouTube channel titled "Impossible Visits") until last week. The title of his 2-year old documentary video "How to See a Sasquatch" piqued my curiosity, so I watched the 1 hour 38 min video (see link below). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DlpssL94Gso&t=627s Unfortunately, what the video showed was how folks who have BF in their brain can be self-deceived by noises and animals that they can't identify and how random tree debris can become BF tree structures in their mind. IMHO, none of the evidence presented in this video was indicative of BF presence. Nonetheless, Chris gives the impression that these creatures live very close to his neighborhood and every odd noise or odd tree structure that he runs into is made by the sasquatches. I think this video is a good example of the dangers of wishful thinking when going out in the field looking for evidence. Even if folks are knowers, they need to slow down when it comes to alleged evidence. They should subject the evidence to some type of peer review before publishing/sharing it, and realize that their observations are truly biased by their beliefs. This documentary climaxes in what is supposed to be a sasquatch climbing a tree. However, other video reviewers have examined the creature and have determined that it was a porcupine. Despite the alternative hypothesis of a porcupine (which is very convincing and in my mind conclusive), Chris did not back down and revised his original claim, but instead created another video to support his claim. Below is link to Chris Noel's 2nd video, insisting that the creature is not a porcupine. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HB9a5H9sFP0 This looks really sad, and should be a warning for all those researchers out there publishing YouTube videos to slow down and get expert wildlife reviews before jumping to conclusions. Brent Dill, who runs "The Tall Ones" YouTube channel with a critical thinking hat on, reviewed this claim 2 years ago and posted 2 good critical videos. See links below. I think he makes a compelling and clear case that that video footage was of a porcupine. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ogj-W76-Xo4 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyhKTBZCFK0 In conclusion, wishful thinking and subjective biases are dangers that all long time researchers (who believe in the reality of sasquatch) have to deal with and be attentive to.

I'm in West Virginia on vacation. Cruised an old forest service road that leads to an abandoned fire watch tower. No bigfeet in sight. Had to cross three creeks. The main river is called Blackwater becsuse the tanin from all the trees seeps into the water, it looks like black cofee.

That was Kitakaze’s theory. The problem with that theory is there is no way a man could have made those tracks. The snow was too deep. And there is no way my dad could have got on the mountain without leaving tracks from the house. And lastly having spent a life in the woods? Ive never seen a set of tracks like them again. I made a set of feet in High School and spoofed my aunt down the hill. And at 6 feet tall? I could have not made those tracks in that much snow. And my dad was 5’10”. I spoofed my aunt in her freshly tilled garden. It was easy. Walk up to the garden, put feet on, walk a loop, take feet off and go home. I dont know if Sasquatch exists, but I am ready if he does….

I have an idea, that I am in the early stages of formulating into a plan. I want to do a three week-to-month-long stationary study in northern Idaho or Washington state. I'd like to invite a SMALL group of 2 or 3 experienced specialists to participate. NOTE: I plan to fund the endeavor out of my own pocket...food, fuel, associated fees, permits as needed, incidentals, et al. The experience I bring is being a VERY critical examiner of evidence from the perspective of a former police officer and homicide detective, and now attorney. I dig evidence, and can examine it from all sides, and try just as hard to DISprove it as I will to prove it. I am also a life long hunter and outdoorsman having been raised on a working cattle ranch in Arizona. My limitation, however, is that both my knees and right hip have been replaced due to a line of duty injury, so venturing too far afield is not in the cards for me. I would be the "in-camp" majordomo, and handle cooking, communications, physical security, and general monitoring of any gear that may need eyes on. The thought is that being in a camp, for an extended period of time with cooking, music, a TV playing movies (via satellite internet and DVD), the Sierra Sounds, recorded kids and women, and maybe even other primates would elicit curiosity or even a desire on the part of the Bigfoot in the area to want us gone from their territory and evoke harassment from them. In other words, some form of contact that could be documented via any technology available. My RV is an extended wheelbase FORD 3500 Diesel 4X4 that is capable of getting remote enough from other people that the chances of human harassment is mitigated to the greatest extent possible. It has a generator, solar, and satellite internet. I also have an 8 man, and 6 man, wall tents for sleeping and general usage. Other necessary camping gear is also part of my kit (mess and Chuck boxes and tables, chairs, cots, etc. I figure that if a group is going to be out there for an extended period of time, comfort, good food, warm beds, and a bit of personal space will be critical. GOAL: Gather, sustain, curate, and present evidence, both physical, and digital, of an extant relict hominem in North America. Obviously, gathering a specimen would be the ideal, but I am a "no kill just to prove it exists" type and would prefer to find the unicorn of a body, or significant part of a body...everyone can dream, right? Besides, I am NOT convinced that the chances of success in bringing out a specimen harvested via violence would be likely, let alone the chances of human survival after killing one would be likely either. Secondarily, I want to use whatever is found to publish a book on the study, and possibly, make any footage into documentary segments for my planned YouTube channel. Win or Lose, Succeed or Fail...I would like to bring this to fruition if for nothing more than the experience. SO....the question is: Am I nuts for thinking seriously about this? Don't hold back, I am asking for opinions.

I got sent this earlier in the week, what these Orangs are doing shouldn't come as any surprise to anyone. In the Olympic Project Nest Area, it's full all around with Evergreen/Wintergreen Huckleberry (Vaccinium Ovatum) which has various medicinal purposes, one being helping to facilitate strength after childbirth. Every one of the 20+ nests were made with this plant, with leaves found piled up next to specific nests, which had been stripped. I found some older correspondence regarding my thoughts on this kind of thing if anyone's interested, and i'll c&p it below. ---- Firstly, each and every nest is 'made' from Evergreen Huckleberry (Vaccinium Ovatum). Secondly regarding the Western Swordfern that is mentioned below. Bear in mind that when the guys walked in on the one making the nest back in Feb 2020 (just shout if you're not aware of that and i'll send the podcast/interview link) , a week later when back in the nest area, they found lots of leaves perfectly stripped from this Fern. It'll make more sense when reading further on so revert back to this for clarification when needed. Lastly, bear in mind that each and every nest both from 2016 and the recent 2020 nest, were all constructed/being constructed in the month of February. The Evergreen Huckleberry range makes up 21% of all Olympic and Kitsap Peninsula's land mass as per USGS. Broken down, we see the below. Spring - 40% of reports are from within or within 5 miles of the EH range (a 95% increase v the 21% of land mass). Summer - 55% of reports are from within or within 5 miles of the EH range (a 162% increase v the 21% of land mass). Fall - 53% of reports are from within or within 5 miles of the EH range (a 152% increase v the 21% of land mass) Winter - 59% of reports are from within or within 5 miles of the EH range (a 181% increase v the 21% of land mass) These numbers in my opinion are astonishingly high and i do not believe that it should be viewed as coincidence that winter leads the way with this data. ---- Evergreen Huck (Vaccinium Ovatum) which is the species of Huck at the nest site. There are 26 species of Huckleberry in North America with 3 that can be used as a 'birthing aid'. The Evergreen Huckleberry (Vaccinium Ovatum) is one of them as is the Oval-leaf Huckleberry (Vaccinium Ovalifolium, has a range in the Olympics but not the Kitsap Peninsula as per various sources and is generally found at higher elevations) and the Bog Bilberry (Vaccinium Uliginosum). Evergreen Huckleberry - The leaves are antiseptic, astringent, carminative and hypoglycaemic. An infusion of the leaves and sugar have been given to a mother after childbirth to help her regain her strength. A decoction of the leaves has been used in the treatment of diabetes. --- The Western Sword Fern, the fern that is the more common fern on the Kitsap Peninsula (geographically/technically separate from the Olympic Peninsula but combined within, within my numbers), and is at the nest site as per various pictures that have been matched up by three different, separate plant/flora ID tools and various flora/fauna experts at the site itself. There are around 40 different species of Fern in the PNW alone with only 2 that can be used as a 'birthing aid'. The Western Sword Fern is one of them. Western Swordfern - An infusion of the fronds has been used as a wash or poultice to treat boils and sores. The young shoots have been chewed and eaten as a treatment for cancer of the womb and to treat sore throats and tonsillitis. The leaves have been chewed by women to facilitate childbirth. The sporangia have been crushed and applied as a poultice to burns, sores and boils. A decoction of the rhizomes has been used in the treatment of dandruff. This is the Fern (again, confirmed within the three different plant ID apps) that the Guys found a few months back at the old nest site that had the leaves plucked/stripped off of the branches. --- As you'll notice from the above, both plants could potentially be used in a 'before (WSF) and after (EH)' type scenario if the nest areas are in fact used for the birthing process. It should also be noted where the Evergreen Huckleberry is also known as the 'Winter Huckleberry' among other things because they are the last fruit to be gathered and the berry's themselves are said to be most tastiest after freezing. Think nest construction months (February) and other general activity in that area. Both leaves and berries themselves are also high in Vitamin C. The fact that the specific species of both Huckleberry and Fern are what they are in the nest area is incredibly interesting to me, again, if in fact the nests are used a birthing area. On a side note, i recently looked at Gorilla Nest structure studies which led me to look for Gorilla Nests that were not just regular every-day type nests, but were being used within the Gorilla birthing process that had young present in the images. For these specific nests and using three separate plant/flora identification apps, i kept coming across a plant within the specific nests with young present called 'Guinean Henweed' which upon further research, yes, is a 'birthing aid' and i quote 'The roots are used as a remedy for toothache, and it has also been used to procure and abortion. A leaf maceration is applied to the belly to induce contractions in case of a difficult delivery.' end quote. I find it quite cool that a fully discovered and recorded Primate in Benin, West Africa, uses flora which can be used as a 'birthing aid' whilst 8,000 miles away in the Pacific Northwest of the United States of America, another albeit undiscovered Primate is potentially doing the exact same thing with the exact same type of localized flora that gives it the same advantages within a birthing area scenario..;)

Can't help you with books or movies, and can't tell you when i'll be finished, but i'm working on the long term Olympic Project Nest Area Recording Project which now has over 1,000 combined vocalization and percussive recordings from around 3 years now, that don't appear to belong to any known animal. I'm/We're also collecting localized actual visual sightings from that general area of which many aren't via the normal public ways that we gets reports for the SSR, and i truly believe that the general area there will soon enough provide something decent in way of a pic/video hopefully. Life and bills are right now slowing me down more than i want and that can't be helped, but imo and i appreciate i'm being a little vague here, this project and what it's appearing to yield, is keeping my head in the game, no doubt.

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After having listened to hundreds of accounts on Sasquatch Chronicles and Sasquatch Odyssey podcasts, dozens of which include some very compelling reports that involve instances of supernatural or alien activity and behavior, I find it hard to believe that we are dealing with a purely natural undiscovered species of mammal. I'll readily admit that I am a completely novice and amateur Sasquatch enthusiast and only became interested in the subject because of recent sightings in my area and my own couple of encounters. But listening to the likes of Cliff Barrackman, Jeff Meldrum, and other noted researchers, they all seem to agree that we are still at the 5-yard goal line 50 years after the groundbreaking Patterson-Gimlin film. We don't know much more than what we did back then. However, the magic of the internet has made the collection and recording of sightings and encounters much more easy and common. And along with the vast increase of data on reports, there is also a large increase in the number of reports that include "woo-woo" aspects. Now, I know that Cliff Barrackman flat out rejects any notion that there is ANY "woo-woo" aspect to Bigfoot and that those instances are the result of human error in observation or some other rational explanation. I find that incredibly hypocritical that someone who absolutely believes in Bigfoot, routinely rejects eye-witness accounts that involve supernatural behavior while he himself asks the doubting public to believe his eye-witness accounts. I think what made me think that there is something to the supernatural aspect is an account on one of the podcasts in which the witness was driving along at night and talking to his girlfriend on the cellphone when a sasquatch ran into the road with a racoon in it's mouth. He didn't have time to react and hit the sasquatch at 60 mph. He felt the impact and his girlfriend heard the impact over the phone. The man said he saw a weird flash of light at the time of impact. He pulled over to inspect his vehicle and see what he had hit. No damage to his vehicle. No dead or injured sasquatch. But one side of his car was covered in blood. It was like the creature was teleported at the instant time of impact. Then the host said that he had heard multiple other reports of the same thing happening to other people. Either when shooting at one, or almost hitting one with a vehicle. Weird flash of light and the creature disappears. And that's just one strange phenomenon associated with multiple reports. Then there are the dozens of UFO sightings associated with sasquatch sightings, orbs, mind speak, infrasound, etc, etc. All of those very credible accounts have me believing that we are never going to capture a sasquatch. We might kill one, but the body will never be collected. I used to want to interact with one, as it was a mammal that was native to the woods, and it was fascinating. Now, I don't know what the hell they are, but they surely aren't merely an undiscovered primate or human-hybrid, or else we would have a body by now. So, per the title of the thread, how have the "woo-woo" accounts and sightings affected your opinion of what sasquatch is? Or have you decided to discount them like Barrackman and Meldrum?

Since we are discussing infrasound, I would like to RE-share an experience that I had a few decades ago. I originally posted this here 8 or 9 years ago, but i believe it remains relevant to the current discussion. Bit of a long read though... I believe it was the summer of '95, my brother and a mutual lifelong friend (who worked for the defense department) were doing a roughly 70 mile 6 day backpacking trip with shuttle between trailheads A and B, in the south eastern portion of the Sierra Nevada range of California. The route was ambitious but doable as we were quite experienced and still relatively young men in those days. Our journey started out at 9k feet and then climbed to over 12k, then down to 8 and back up to 12k and so on, as we would summit 4 high passes during the hike. Up and down - up and down. It didn't help matters that I dislocated my kneecap during an acclimatization climb on the day prior to starting our route, I decided to do the hike despite considerable pain and impairment, my thinking being that perhaps I could walk it off in some way. it turns out I was right but it took most of a week to do so. The important thing to note here is that because I was injured, I was usually lagging a mile or so behind my partners, and saw things that they didn't see that came into play later on... We got over the top of the first pass late that first evening and spent a frigid night in our camp, as some unseasonably cold air had moved in even though it was still late summer. In the morning our water was frozen and frost glistened on the granite. We slogged on for the next few days down into a magnificent lush green canyon, walled in by granite towers - then up an interminable 3,000 ft. climb, the Golden Staircase. I numbed the pain in my leg by drifting into the "zone" of solitude and clear thought (or so it seemed) inside my head, caused by the exertion and repetitive rhythm of climbing. Another couple of cold nights and then a planned early morning ascent of our penultimate pass, would be followed by a mild descent to XYZ lakes, a lovely hospitable place to camp that I had fond memories of from the early 70's. As I neared the top of the pass, I could see my partners silhouetted in the morning sun, already resting in the narrow notch that defined the low point of the col. Two scruffy looking men approached from the switchbacks ahead and as we passed, we engaged in the normal backpacker banter of "How ya doin'" Where ya headed etc." I mentioned that our destination was XYZ lakes, and their expressions seemed to change. "We were going to stay there too. but it's not a good place to go. there's a massive bear problem there." said the dirtier looking of the two men, his sidekick nodded in agreement. I didn't think much of it and moved on to meet my companions on the pass. The men had told them the same thing... We reflected on the previous days hike and started putting things together. That day we had also ran into two men but hadn't thought much of it - but they had seemed rather odd and out of place. One was wearing a Ranger cap but no other uniform or identification, the other was a sparklingly clean, snazzily yet inappropriately attired man wearing what appeared to be FBI issue sunglasses. He looked as if he had shaved and showered that morning even though we were some 35 miles in from the nearest paved road. They had also advised us to not go to XYZ lakes, "We don't really want people camping there anymore, there are better places to camp," the "Ranger" suggested without identifying himself. As we sat and rested on the pass, we talked about this for a bit, but decided that we weren't going to change our plans at this point. We moved on and my partners swiftly commenced to descend the pass as I straggled along far behind them. At a point perhaps halfway down the pass, I heard a droning sound approaching from behind the peaks to the west and before I knew it an unmarked military helicopter passed a few hundred feet directly above me and made a direct line for a small group of tarns somewhat north of XYZ lakes and perhaps a mile from my lofty vantage point. I sat and rested on a large boulder and watched as the chopper landed in a tiny flat area and was greeted by a figure that emerged from behind some large rocks. The figure was joined by a man who disembarked from the chopper and for the next 15 minutes or so they proceeded to unload what appeared to be some very large wooden crates from the vessel. The chopper then re-ascended and flew off to the east. My thoughts were that this was all highly unusual... I arrived at XYZ lakes a short time later. My partners had arrived at this deserted and rather eerie place a while ago and had begun to set up camp in one of the few remaining flat areas, the same spot coincidentally that I had set up in over 20 years earlier. But something was different now. Gone was the good feel and idyllic ambience of the place, instead it seemed grim and foreboding. My buddies mentioned that they hadn't seen the helicopter but agreed that the place was a little spooky. Later that afternoon we watched in amazement as what appeared to be a massive military aircraft flew high above us at top speed. It appeared to be larger than the size of a football field, as we saw commercial jets later that day for a size comparison. We chatted about this at sunset as we sipped the last of our remaining whiskey, then we each got into our own tents at dusk and fell asleep. I awoke in the middle of the night and heard footsteps on the scree not far from our tents, slowly cautiously and deliberately moving about. They were not the steps of a bear or a deer, besides we were well above the elevation of their usual habitat. I felt a fair amount of fear and a strong reluctance to investigate further. The next thing I knew it was morning... My partners had heard the sounds as well, and they too, were spooked but reluctant or unable to do anything. None of us seemed to want to talk about it much, as if admitting fear could be seen as a weakness. We broke camp and moved on, our destination being XXX Lake some eight miles distance away. It would be the final night of our trip as we would hike down to the high desert the following morning and head home. We arrived at our destination and set up camp, our tents about 20 feet apart on flat gravely shelves above the lake. Afternoon came and went and then we fished for a bit, I remember arguing with my brother over who would clean the fish... We were exhausted from our journey and decided to get an early night, besides we were out of whiskey. It was dusk and we each got into our tents. I crawled into my bag and luxuriated in the fact that my leg was feeling much better and that we would be back in civilization sometime the following afternoon and looked forward to having a real bed to sleep in as well! It was then that I heard a slow shuffling right outside my tent, perhaps two feet from my head, a step and then a pause, slow and deliberate, again and again encircling my tent. I was frozen in terror without the power of speech. I heard my friend cry out my name in a quaking voice, "Mort, is that you"! I heard a low guttural sound from the direction of my brother's tent. I could not answer - the terror was too intense. The next thing we all remember was waking up the following morning. There was no recollection of tossing and turning all night as you normally do sleeping in the mountains, there were no memories of getting up to **** or having a drink, there was just a blank gap after the terror at dusk. Nothing but a long sound sleep...We talked about it as we packed our things. We were still creeped out in a major way over the events that had occurred, but try as we may we were unable to fill in any details. Both of my partners said that they too had also heard footsteps directly outside their tents at the same time as when I did. Then, for all of us, it all went blank... We hit the trail, and I lagged behind, stopping near the end of the lake to **** before the long descent. I took off my pack and walked a few yards off the trail to what appeared to be a very old and abandoned camp from a bygone era. As I stood there, I had a feeling come over me that I have never experienced before or since. It was a feeling of utmost melancholy and tangible despair, along with a sense of evil, of death and decay. I looked around one last time and then was quickly gone, The feeling though, stayed with me for the next several hours as I descended 5,000 vertical feet to the high desert. During the last mile or so I could see the parking lot still far below, it contained what appeared to be several shiny black or white government vehicles. Feds. What was more alarming was that our car was no longer there. It was gone! I was in a fair panic as I finally reached the parking lot and confirmed that the only vehicles that remained there were all of government agencies. "It's odd that we never saw any of these guys on the trail," I thought to myself, "Or maybe we did!" But what was even more alarming at this point was that my partners were nowhere to be found. They were gone as well... I threw off my pack and sat silently on a boulder among the sagebrush, contemplating what had happened and how to proceed. A lot of crazy thoughts went through my head as I stared out at the wide expanse of desert where somewhere the road home lay. Had my friends been abducted, "detained" or arrested for some reason? Were they injured or had they just vanished? Had the car been stolen? Were they playing a cruel joke on me perhaps? After perhaps an hour, I saw from the dirt clouds being thrown up from the desert road that a car was approaching but perhaps still five miles distant. I was cheered at least by the knowledge that I would have someone to share my dilemma with. Finally, as the car emerged through the dust and sagebrush, I could make out that it was our car and that it was occupied by my companions! We had a fine reunion - it turned out that they were far ahead of me and had driven to a small town to pick up a half case of ice-cold beers to surprise me! I was immensely relieved and pleasantly surprised! Soon I waved goodbye to the lingering paranoia. We took this seriously for a lot of years. My brother even went so far as to have his body checked for metal implants prior to a full CAT scan. They turned up negative. After a while my DOD friend claimed that none of these events ever occurred and he would often become angry if we ever talked about them. Then after he retired early and started receiving a massive pension, he again was able to acknowledge that they did occur and was in full agreement over the timeline of events. As for myself - it will always remain a mystery, but at least now I have some idea of possibilities.

I hear Bigfoot calls that are obviously coyotes all the time, recorded by researchers. I have viewed hundreds of pictures of leaf faces on this forum. I I have seen pictures of what I call Forest divots attempting to be cast….. I approach this from a hunters standpoint. I don’t ascribe Coyote calls to Elk, because I am not after a recording. I don’t take pictures of bushes that look like Elk, because I am not after bushes. And I don’t make a fuss over ancient forest divots filled in with pine needles. I need FRESH sign! Because I need to make physical contact with what I am hunting! Elk hunting isn’t about showing off your Bull Elk hoof cast at the next Elk conference. Or lots of pictures of bushes that look like Elk. No. It’s about a head on the wall and meat in the freezer. And I have been there! I’ve been that hunter that has chosen an area where Elk were 6 months ago, but they ain’t there now. Very frustrating. Looking at old sign every where. Maybe as researchers advance in skill? They will start to better discern the noises and sign in the forest? Maybe there will be an internal drive to separate the wheat from the chaff? Let’s face it. Most people have nothing in common with the woods anymore. But I applaud a subject like Bigfoot challenging people to go out and explore and learn. But we as a community need to be patient with them. As far as pro Bigfooters seeing a Bigfoot under every bush? I think it’s all about ratings. Which is why I worry about manufacturing evidence with these shows. Unlike Elk there is always a nagging suspicions with Bigfoot…..could this be a hoax?

We don't all have the same goals. I care not whether the government or science ever acknowledges anything. I don't need or want anybody doing anything on my behalf. Narcissistic drama annoys me though...

http://www.internationalskeptics.com/forums/showthread.php?t=295766&page=60 So, collo, how are things in the alien sub-forum? Any gnashing of teeth?

It's been noticed that the "Events" list isn't often checked, so here goes this. Also, there are signs this gathering will be very well attended by numerous Bigfoot people. Make hotel reservations. A Memorial Celebration of A Fortunate Life will be held for Peter on Sunday, September 17th 2023 from 2-4 pm PST at the Kiawanda Community Center (34600 Cape Kiwanda Dr, Pacific City, OR 97135). Friends can record their remarks/wishes on their cell phone and send to lmprods@gmail.com in order to be part this celebration. Remembrances: A journalism scholarship has been established in Peter's honor: The Peter Byrne Endowed Scholarship Fund in Journalism for the Talent and Love of Writing. Checks or funds may be sent payable to the Nestucca High School, PO Box 38, Cloverdale, Oregon 97112. Contributions can also be made to the International Wildlife Conservation Society which was founded by Peter in 1968. Please send your tax-deductible contribution to International Wildlife, PO Box 703, Pacific City, Oregon, 97135. The photo by Joe Beelart was made in October 2007 after Peter invited Joe to the coast to investigate a Bigfoot sighting in which the Bigfoot was walking and eating clams on an estuary shore. The van is one made to order by Peter in the 1970s and was modified into a camper. It has seen service in Nepal, India, and throughout the Pacific Northwest.

@hiflier Norse asked earlier about a site to submit samples to. Where have you been submitting yours? I think it makes sense if we can all submit to the same place as often as possible. Being under one scope so to speak may help identify patterns? Just spit balling but it’s a start. How has the process gone for you so far? Do results come back in a timely manner? Do they list all species found? If an unknown is found is that all the results come back as ?

I couldn't care less what your history is in law enforcement if i tried, but you're wrong for what you're saying there and this isn't the right place to air your assumptions about someone's personal health publicly, irrespective of what you did in the past. Be better.

I don't either. But if that's where the evidence eventually leads, I'm not going to refuse to accept it. I'm perfectly comfortable looking at whatever the data says. Not without questioning it .. data must be interpreted by fallible humans with ulterior motives. We, as a culture, seem to put more value on validating our own views than we do on finding the truth, whatever it is. Given how much we do not know, it is as unscientific to reject her views out of hand as it is to accept them out of hand. There simply is not enough clear evidence for either. And yet we seem to do it anyway and we belittle others who do the same thing, just supporting a different view, as somehow being anti-science. Bigfoot is a mirror. We're guilty of the things we accuse others of and we can't set our egos aside long enough to see it. There are no special points for "i told you so" when Ketchum is proven right or when she is proven wrong. All the "gotcha" in the world is just our own egos on display.

You missed much and are wrong in many regards. Ketchum is, or was, a veterinarian with a highly regarded DNA lab. She did the equine genome in the same manner that the neanderthal and human genomes were done. This is not a trivial accomplishment. Her lab was regarded highly enough to have been used by the FBI in identifying Sept 11 human remains. Earlier. She was brought into bigfoot research by David Paulides. Hers was the "mysterious" and un-identified DNA lab mentioned in either The Hoopa Project or Tribal Bigfoot, I forget which. Anyway, those were published in 2008-2009 and her involvement began several years earlier. I'm guessing 2005-2006. +++++++++++ There's more that I can't say. I sat in on calls Ketchum made to my old bigfoot research partner as a silent fly on the wall .. not sure Ketchum knew anyone was listening. That gives me perspective on things she said which others probably don't have. I'm not saying she's right, I'm not saying she's wrong. I'm dismayed by the apparent drive to ridicule and dismiss, to nit pick stuff to death, rather than to weigh the big picture. Most likely Ketchum is absolutely wrong .. but what if she isn't? Have the hecklers considered that? .. or is it fear she might be right which leads them to heckle?

Went for a hike today up at McCroskey State Park on the border of Idaho and Washington. I took my new dog with me, Arlo. I adopted him from my daughter last month as he grew too big for the house and drove the cat nuts. They got him during Covid, so he has never been in the woods, never been around people, and never been in public. Today was his first time in the woods and he loved it! I was going to go to a spot I found hunting for mushrooms last year that had what looked like a bed made from pine boughs, but, the road was snowed shut a couple of miles before that spot. Backtracked to an interesting trail that went up a mountain and hiked it a couple of miles until it hit the deep snow and was impassable on foot... Bunches of elk and deer sign in this area, along with lots of wolf sign. Biggest wolf scat I have run across... No BF sign, however. No weird tree structures or bedding, no tracks, no wood knocks, and no vocalizations. I did find a couple of tracks that were interesting. Pretty sure this is a bear hind footprint... But no idea what this is. If it's a wolf, it's massive and heavy. Wasn't defined enough to tell, but it was deep and big. No BF sign, but still a great hike.

My dream would be a Legend Meets Science Sequel involving a challenge for suit makers: make a Patty suit/ PGF recreation in a same or similar way limited to 1967 materials. That demonstrative evidence would be 'science' in that it would be testing the principle at issue in the PGF. Hope this project gets off the ground. My bigger hope would be Bigfoot TV productions moving toward this type of TV show/ documentary and away from the 'Finding Bigfoot' formula. The subject needs serious discussion. The spirit of the previous Legend Meets Science should be the guiding tenet.

I like, and respect Dr. Meldrum. I have had several conversations with him over the last five years. His mind is razor sharp, and his ability to evaluate evidence and apply what he knows rivals the best detectives I ever worked with. That said...as some are asserting that he "sounds like a broken record" on the various podcasts he is invited to appear on...remember he is being asked the same questions over and over and over again. The fact that his answers remain the same is consistency in testimony. It also must be considered that new, or revolutionary evidence is extremely slow in coming, so what does he really have to comment on other than a relatively few new footprints that have come to him that are of a high enough quality to actually examine forensically? He is one of the very, very few researchers of any real high profile who remains committed to common sense, logic, reason, and the scientific method in his approach to the subject. He sticks to what he knows, and is the first to admit what he doesn't know. I give him a lot of credit for that.

Getting started as an adult can be difficult. You need some friends, a mentor. Consider taking some .. I hesitate to call them "classes", maybe seminars is a better word .. from someone like REI to get you roughly familiarized with camping. Then when you are comfortable enough, try going out with a group like BFRO. It is not for everyone but .. y' gotta start somewhere. I know some people who go on such trips who "camp" inside their cars which reduces the amount of gear needed.

I await the, "I was going to post my amazing, incontrovertible video proof but due to the hostility expressed in this forum... I deem you all unworthy." post coming soon. I don't think there is hostility as much as healthy skepticism considering the amount of jokesters with too much time on their hands who've made such claims before. And if the attitudes on this forum bother Lokee so much, heaven help him if he ever tries displaying his "proof" to the wider world.

There are a couple things to consider. 1) None of the current trail cameras use a "trip beam" to trigger the camera, so there is no projected light, IR or otherwise, for a sasquatch to see EXCEPT when the flash is happening. That is an assumption based on decades old, decades-abandoned, technology. The only chance they'd have to see light, IR or otherwise, from the camera is when something else is getting its picture taken. 2) Cameras have plastic bodies .. probably out-gas. 3) Cameras have batteries and capacitors. a) Capacitors make noise .. some humans hear them, some do not .. when they charge. b) Some people speculate BF can detect electrical fields. 4) I've done some experimenting .. as seen by an IR camera by IR flash, our "camouflaged" cameras are plain / bland square, artificial-looking boxes on the sides of trees, not camouflaged at all, so if BF sees in IR, our cameras are probably glaringly obvious and out of place. 5) I'm a hunter. When I hunt, I don't walk down the game trails, I walk 25 - 200 yards off to the side so I can see without being seen. Most all of those bajillions of trail cameras are set watching the game trails, not watching the woods for things watching the game trails. 6) BFs are tall. This, too, would lead them to walk in different places than short critters like deer walk. 7) Most hunters do not leave their trail cameras out year around, they're only out seasonally. 8) Cameras require visits to change batteries, swap SD cards, plus putting them out and picking them up. I usually only visit mine 1-2 times a year but hunters often go back every week or two. That's a lot of tracks going to an otherwise nondescript place for no apparent reason and even if a human maybe doesn't notice them, a sasquatch might well. Plus scent. I think the odds of a picture taken by cameras set up for deer / elk / etc instead of specifically set up for sasquatch don't have a lot of chance. Groups who are using trail cameras specifically for bigfoot research have a better chance but IMHO they need to do a better job of hiding their stuff and they need to leave it absolutely alone for longer periods of time rather than having their curiosity draw them to the camera too frequently. People think that numbers are the answer. Numbers don't matter if ineptly or inappropriately used. Those cameras are just clutter. So how many are really useful of all those millions? A few hundred? Maybe 1000? The rest are relying on luck.

Good...lord. Stevie Wonder can see where this is going.

Well, it might not have been a bigfoot track they were casting per this source: https://www.alamy.com/foresters-at-work-california-photographs-relating-to-national-forests-resource-management-practices-personnel-and-cultural-and-economic-history-image501826762.html?utm_source=77643&utm_campaign=Shop%20Royalty%20Free%20at%20Alamy&utm_medium=impact&irgwc=1 and another picture from the investigation: https://www.ebay.com/itm/355164636967

Too bad Justin Smeja wasn't there with his rifle.

Any of us who have an interest in this topic from the UK know the idea that Sasquatch resides in the UK is nonsense. As a Scotsman I've been lucky enough to hike and camp some of the remotest parts of my beautiful country. There simply is no inkling or indicators that there is anything which may remotely be thought to be anything like a hominid wandering these lands. Not to say we don't have anomalies. I was lucky to have a big cat sighting just over 10 years ago now. The UK is certainly home to these beasts but these are more of the displaced variety rather than the undiscovered type that floats our boat on this forum. Good luck to young Dan. It's pretty heartwarming to read about his interest and his search. I'm sure the subject will bring him much joy and wonder in the years to come.

No field trip this weekend, but a great meet up with some of the local researchers at the appropriately named Sasquatch Inn for a dinner and gab fest. Besides my wife and I, Thomas Steenburg, MagniAesir and his daughter, and Robert "Stryder" attended. The food was good, as it always is there, and the conversations went on for over 2 hours, mostly Sas related. We didn't solve the mystery, but had a great time chewing away at it.

Today was clear and cold, near freezing, but much too nice to stay inside all day, so at about noon I put my rifle in the truck and headed for the hills. Deer and bear are still open here until Dec.15th, which was a good enough excuse to burn up some expensive gas. I headed for a nearby watershed I was familiar with on the south side of the Fraser River, that extends nearly to the US border, and where I had seen blacktail deer during the summer. The old logging trail was badly potholed, so I aired down to 20 psi for increased comfort and traction, expecting to hit snow at the upper end of the road, but the snowline didn't extend down that low, just lots of frost in the shaded areas. When i reached the end of the road and the clearcut I had planned to hunt, I found a group of 5 rednecks with a campfire going, shooting ***** and target plinking, so there was no point in trying to hunt there. Since I'm pretty much a redneck myself, I stopped and joined them for a chat and a drink. They were new to this spot, so I filled them in on the local landmarks and lore, showed off my Browning BLR, helped them clean up their casings and empties at dusk, and headed back home to make supper for my wife. I saw no game or sign on this trip, but it was still worth it to get out there for the fresh air and scenery. Maybe next weekend I'll get more than photos to bring home.

I'm up in northern Alberta and I spend a lot of time ice fishing alone on fairly remote lakes. I've had a few experiences (large indistinct tracks going along the middle of lakes, multiple breaking branches that sounded intentional in the middle of the night on the nearest shore while camping, vocalizations from back in the bush that changed location throughout the day) that changed me from casually interested to something more. I don't know anything, but I wouldn't be surprised if they are aware of which lakes have springs to allow access to water in winter, and other specific geographical things that would determine a suitable wintering site. (I never made any significant attempts to investigate any of my experiences. I don't want to cause trouble or harass anyone/anything, I'm just trying to increase my own understanding of my world)

It’s not that we dont like the topic. I find it silly that Hiflier thinks this is some kind of “Got Ya” moment on the government. Like all things Hiflier, he will push and cry about this agenda until he “quits” the BFF again. Then he’ll be back 3 weeks later with a new agenda. Wash, Rinse, Repeat.

A quick search says there’s 2,000 chimps in captivity in the US in various hands, wouldn’t surprise me if there were a few hundred more ‘off the books’. So up to a half dozen or so getting loose every year seems reasonable to me. And if they’re in a warmer area with plentiful food sources they’re in luck. Here’s a red deer we had roaming our property, no idea where it came from or where it went, has a tag in it’s ear. Despite multiple black bear/mountain lion sightings on the place have never gotten a picture of one. But the passing red deer which is as rare as a hen’s tooth practically poses for the camera, probably still out there somewhere.

No. Show me a single unproven species on the endangered species list. (There are none.) The thing has to be proven to be real before it can qualify for any sort of protection.

Ah, now isn't that cute! He's trying to troll me! Digging up a five-year-old thread... you must be really, really bored. I know I am.

I got to spend the day with my youngest son today, in an area that we've camped, hunted, and fished for about 50 years (he's 52 now)and it was a great outing, bringing back many memories of adventures past. We left early this morning for an area east of Manning Park, and just north of Washington State's Passayten Wilderness. This is on the east side of the Cascades, so much drier terrain than the coastal side, where I live. Although it's a long weekend here in BC (Canada Day), we only encountered 2 camps in over 60 km of logging roads and trails, and only 3 or 4 trucks on the roads, so pretty much had a vast area to ourselves. The highlight was making it in to the remote campsite on Placer Lake via 4 km of challenging 4x4 trail, which my son hadn't seen since he was about 8. The H3 handled the rough trail easily, and we had our lunch there before heading out onto more of the 100's of km of logging and mining roads in those mountains. In the past I've seen many mule deer and bears in the area, even a couple of moose and a mountain goat, but today all we saw was 1 grouse, a few chipmunks, and some ground squirrels. The only glitch for the day was the H3 refusing to start after turning it off at one of the viewpoints, 20 km from pavement. It would crank over, but not fire up. This is only the second time it's happened in the 3 years I've owned it, but I know the cure to bypass this anti-theft feature, known as "passlock" , so a little patience got it going again. The trick is to turn the key on to power, but not start, wait at least 10 minutes, then turn to start, and it runs. Apparently, many GM vehicles are prone to this glitch as they age, so it's annoying, but not too hard to overcome. WE were back home at 9:30, after stopping in Hope for a nice dinner, tired and dusty, but happy to have had the day out together.

I always thought communities should support each other and that's what we try to do here. Hiflier complains about people not producing the goods, but fails to mention he hasn't produced anything either. I just find it unsavory to cast stones at others without looking in the mirror first.

I had read every word of the correspondence exchanges between the SGP and Nature's peer reviewers when everything first came out. And a lot of Nature's statements still grate on me to this day. I don't pick stupid battles just for the sake of lashing out at ghosts or simply to display any skills at debate. The paper that was first submitted did need revisions and revisions was what it got- as was asked for. But it was obvious from the beginning that the paper was doomed. Not because it wasn't "scientific" enough, but because it was based on a subject that couldn't be allowed to have a scientific audience or credence in any way shape or form. As far as the BF community was concerned? It wasn't good enough that the paper got rejected. Nope, let loose the hounds anyway to make sure that Dr. Ketchum and the study was so vilified, and so brutally, that the level of the attack itself became suspect. To this day I truly am convinced that it was an organized effort aimed at making sure that the science of Sasquatch, no matter who conducted it, was slated for destruction right from the get go. If folks today STILL don't think that the subject of Sasquatch existence isn't a dangerous topic then read the entire SGP presentation and then think again. An enormous amount of power and effort has gone into slamming the study and attacking D. Ketchum that it should be obvious that NO ONE, Dr. Disotell, Dr. Meldrum, Dr. Mayor, or any other researcher or Sasquatch study won't get the same treatment to themselves or their careers if any of them ever gets as close to the truth about the reality of the creature as Dr. Ketchum did. My advice to everyone is to THOROUGHLY read through ALL articles in the SGP and they will see the obvious purposeful dismantling of the study. And for no other reason than that it threatens billions if not trillions of dollars in revenue brought in from just about every outdoor activity one can think of- whether its corporate harvesting or recreational activities of all sorts. Say what you will folks. The scientific DNA study results are there. But the BEST way to get folks to not look at them is to trash the authors of that study. An effort that has never ceased in its vehemence at every moment and every chance that the subject comes up. But I see no one slamming the results of the Washington nest DNA results? I don't know why that is, because as far as I can see those results are basically corroborating Dr. Ketchum results. BOTH the SGP and Dr. Disotell are saying HUMAN. BOTH of them. Ketchum had 130 samples, Disotell had five. But BOTH came out Human. And yet only Ketchum got vilified? But of the two, Ketchum and Disotell, which one SHOWED THEIR WORK? Which one was a five year double blind study across 12 independent labs? Which one presented papers to NATURE? Which DNA outcome went PUBLIC? Which study was the most courageous? And then which one got the worst backlash and STILL gets the worst backlash to this day? Time to wake up folks because we have vicious wolves in the herd who work hard to stifle truth and discovery at every turn. Rant over? You bet it isn't.

We have sunny, unseasonably hot weather here in BC right now, so I took advantage and got out for some exploration today. Earlier in this thread there was mention of Ruby and Garnet creeks, which triggered me to head that way today. I had some honey-do chores this AM, so didn't get away till about 2, and the temp was up to 31 C (90 F), about 15 C higher than average for this time of year. I took lots of water and soft drinks, and had the AC turned up all the way out there, but had to turn it off on the steep logging road up Ruby Creek drainage, as the H3 overheated, and I had to pull over, open the hood, and turn on the heater to get it cooled down again. It didn't lose any coolant, but stayed on the high side all the rest of the trip, so I may need a new thermostat. The joys of driving a 17 year old 4x4 ! I checked out many of the off shoots of the main FSR, most of which ended in washouts or at giant powerline towers, as there are 3 major lines that cross these mountains parallel to each other. I only met 2 other trucks on these trails, one stopped for a picnic, and the other looking for a route to nearby Deer Lake, in Sasquatch Provincial Park. I had to tell that couple that although the lake is visible in the valley we were in, the route to the lake was cut off by a washed out bridge, and the only access was via Harrison Hot Springs, about 30 km back around the mountains on the highway. I came back out the valley on an alternate trail, rough and overgrown, but a fun descent through the old forest. Once back on the highway, I went a few km further east, to the Garnet Creek FSR, which had been severely damaged back in 2021 in our November storms, which flooded a huge portion of Sumas Prairie and caused terrible damage to major highways, rail lines, and of course many logging roads. I arrived at the washout site to find that it had been "sort of" repaired, making it passable to 4x4s, but not logging traffic. My target was to climb the pass near the headwaters to cross over to American Creek, and return to the highway on the east side of Hope. I made it up to the pass at 800m (2600') to find a deep snow patch right at the summit, next to a lovely little alpine lake, so I had to turn around and retrace my path back to pavement. In this watershed I never saw another vehicle anywhere, and also failed to see any wildlife, or even signs of critters, No tracks, no droppings, nothing at all. I did take a few pictures to share, and a couple of very brief videos showing Garnet Creek in full freshet from snowmelt. IMG_1380.MOV IMG_1381.MOV

Another month of wet weekends, family obligations, and a 10 day nasty chest cold kept me out of the woods for a while, but today weather and circumstances allowed a day long get away. I went to the valley where I had my sighting and trackway find about 45 years ago, as it's only 45 minutes from my door. I first went to the top of the peak at the mouth of the valley, which has a great lookout at a rustic hikers cabin overlooking the Fraser Valley. On the way up I spotted a large hawk circling overhead, and when I parked at the trail to the cabin, I could hear several grouse doing their whoop call in the timber. I met 2 couples at the lookout who had never been there before, so I was able to point out landmarks visible from there to them. After a pleasant 1/2 hour chatting, they continued further along the ridgeline, while I went back down the very steep grade to the main FSR leading further back into the watershed. On the way down I heard a very noticeable noise from the area of the left front wheel, which I assume to be either the brake wear indicator tab, or I somehow got a rock between the brake rotor and the stone guard. I'll have to get that checked out this week, before I do any more trips with the H3. Once back on the main road up the valley, I was watching for a mine adit that I had spotted years ago, just up the bank off the roadside, but I couldn't spot it. As I explored the side branches off the main FSR, I found that most led to snow patches in the shaded areas that can be vey easy to get stuck in when the spring melt makes snow heavy and wet, so I didn't push my luck on those. I did check for tracks in those areas, but found only boots, dogs, and tires had left their marks. After meeting several more people out there enjoying the better weather, I headed back out towards pavement, still watching for that mine adit, and finally located it. This time I pinned it on Gaia, so I can find it again, when I bring the right footwear and lighting to go more than a few feet into it. I got back home in time to fire up the BBQ for the family for the first time this year. A good day all around.

We've experienced 'similar' sounds under different circumstances. Here's a couple I could find that I knew where to find in my archives. I'll look thru and see what else I can find that's like that. clip-1-june-10-2012-224am.mp3 550068422_may-30-2012-200am-5302012DVRaudio.mp3 short-clip-of-paul-chased.mp3