Monthly Archives: March 2015

Morris Mountain

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PHOTO taken of Morris Mountain – August 21, 2014

On the spur of the moment last night (March 21, 2015) I decided to do a late night run to an area of which I have visited a hundred times before: a large, old-growth covered hill just north of the Chehalis First Nation Reserve, which is named Morris Mountain.

This large hill has a place in Sasquatch history and lore as a place which, according to the Chehalis people, is where, in years past, the Sasquatch would gather and light fires, to look down upon the land they had lost to the Chehalis people in battle – generations before.  Mount Morris was for many years considered where semi-civilization ended and true wilderness began.

It is the location of another ‘Classic’ tale of the Sasquatch, the story of Serephine Long, who was a young woman of 17.  In the year 1871, it was said that the young 17 year old was carried off by a Sasquatch and taken to a cave on Morris Mountain.  After having her eyes covered with pitch, she was held captive by a number of the creatures but was mainly the possession of the large male who had kidnapped her.

Her story was not made known until she told it to J.W. Burns (whom coined the term Sasquatch in 1929) when she was a very old woman, during the 1930s.  She stayed with the Sasquatch family for about a year and, in failing health, had kept pleading with her captors that she wished to return home before she died.

I suppose the continuous nagging was too much, even for a Sasquatch, and the creature again put her over its shoulder and dropped her in the same area he had found her a year before.  When she was found by her people, she was said to be close to death, unable to tell of what happened to her and later that same night gave birth to a deformed baby which died soon after birth.  I have only seen one photograph of Serephine Long, taken in 1941, when she was about 87 years old.  She died not long after that.

Another Classic tale in an area of Classic history – a place of continued reports until this day.  In fact, I was on Mount Morris when a lady had her sighting at Weaver Lake, August  21, 2014 – only four kilometers away.  Having only found out about it after I returned home and heard her phone message on my answering service later that evening, I went to the scene the next morning with a colleague, Brad Trent, to investigate.

So Morris Mountain continues to be an area of interest to those investigating the Sasquatch mystery; every bit as much today as in the distant past.  Such thoughts kept going through my mind as I drove slowly over the mountain around midnight last night, through thick patches of dense fog, then no fog at all, then a second patch, wondering would this trip result in a personal sighting?

Stopping by a pond area where the frogs are like a choir with the chirping of hundreds; suddenly all going silent at the same time and me wondering: why?   After about 60 seconds one frog starts up, and in a few moments they are all going again, whatever it was which caused them to go suddenly silent, was no longer considered a threat.  After about 20 minutes, I went back to the vehicle still wondering what caused the sudden silence, as my movements didn’t seem to cause the same effect…

Like all my other visits to Morris Mountain, I come home having seen nothing myself but still having the thought that perhaps, just perhaps, a Sasquatch was watching me. I will be going back.

Thomas Steenburg

Keep That Camera Handy

The one piece of advice I continually give to all who care to listen is this: Never go anywhere, at any time, for any reason, without your camera. The reason for this is obvious. If you are in the right place at the right time to see one of these creatures, the odds are that you will only have it in view for a few moments before it disappears into the shadow of the trees.

Nothing is, of course a sure thing, even if you have a camera sitting beside you while driving a forest service road – we are all human.  And there is always that few seconds of hesitation as you witness something, which you will reflect on for the rest of your life.

It happened to me only once in 37 years of searching.  It was at an extreme distance in a cut line, and by the time I brought my old British Army Land Rover to a halt, the figure had walked into the trees on the east side of the cut line.  I still wonder if that figure was a Sasquatch or a large man dressed in dark clothing that day?  But I will talk about my only possible sighting (so far) at another time.

Today, Go-Pro and other companies are selling continuous recording devices, dash Cams, some call them, which in my opinion, every researcher should look into.  Having this type of device would perhaps take care of that brief few seconds of hesitation, which is human nature, when confronted with something unbelievable in front of our eyes.

Thomas Steenburg

Where Are The Bones?

Indeed, this is the most interesting question about this ongoing mystery; and the one fact which keeps the majority in our society skeptical to the existence of this creature.  And a damn good point as well!  However, from my point of view, one which can be logically explained.

So let me begin by answering the question, “Where are the bones?”

The bones are out there – they, as of yet, have not been found nor identified.  There are a few stories of strange skeletal remains having been found, turned in to museums and other institutions but have either been lost, or misplaced, or been identified as common wildlife, or remains of missing people.  One has only to look in the basement and archives of the British Columbia Museum to find much more stored away in boxes and cases than on display upstairs: material the staff no longer has information on; where it came from; or even when.

It would not surprise me at all if the day comes and the skeletal remains of a Sasquatch are displayed out on a table for the world to see.  It won’t be a researcher or hunter, who found them in the bush, being responsible but some young student who stumbled upon them in some long-forgotten museum box or drawer someplace.

In all of my years searching the woods of Western Canada, I have yet to see the remains of a bear which had not been killed by people.  I have never seen the remains of a cougar, or wolverine.  I have seen the remains of deer and elk, but never in one piece.  Nature has a very quick way of cleaning up the dead.

So the quick answer to this most puzzling question is simple: the bones are out there. We just have to find them.

Thomas Steenburg

Searching And Searching And Searching

Tomorrow afternoon, myself and three like-minded colleagues will once again head into the back country with the hope and dream of encountering a Sasquatch; or finding evidence of the creature’s presence.

God only knows how many trips looking for evidence this will be for me, as I lost count years ago.  In all this time I may have had a possible, fleeting glimpse myself – only once.  I have seen possible footprints on six occasions; collected hair samples from sighting locations which, so far, turned out to be from other wildlife.

We recently had rocks thrown at us, or at least we assume it was rocks since we never saw them, just heard them ripping through the greenery.  Plus, the fact we never saw what or who was throwing them?

On another occasion, myself and Bill Miller were stumped at a tree line wondering what was the cause of a very unpleasant odor which assailed our nostrils.  I went into the trees expecting to find something dead, but found nothing, and even more puzzling was after a time this unpleasant odor dissipated rather quickly, leaving us more perplexed?  Was a Sasquatch responsible – who knows? The fact is that we never saw the cause.  So, even though the possibility is there, we can’t just assume it to be so – far too much of that going on in this research.

But it’s the possibility that keeps my interest alive.  So tomorrow, we try again.  But I am well aware of the fact that the odds are overwhelming that this won’t be the last time.

Thomas Steenburg