Last week I took my first trip of the season to Mount Baker and what a wonderful and promising area it is, too. I have heard about a few sighting reports from there over the past decade or two, but not many.
Route 542 takes you through some of the most beautiful old growth forest still left in northern Washington State; prime Sasquatch, or Bigfoot as our American friends call them, country.
Even if you have little or no interest in the on going Sasquatch question, It is a location you will never forget just from the beauty of the place.
I have lost count of the number of deer and other small animals I have seen running across the road. So far, all of my trips there over the last two years have been during the day. I plan to run it in the early hours of the morning, hoping as always, to see a incredible creature in front of me, which so far in the last 37 years has not happened. But I have a feeling about the place.
I always keep the in the back of my mind that Baker is classed as an active volcano, often steaming. Not dormant. But I will play the odds that nothing will happen during one of my trips there.
Here is a video of my opinion on the ongoing association between Les Stroud, and one Todd Standing.
It is already well known that I put little credibility in the activities of Mr Standing. However, I have a good deal of respect for the work of Mr Stroud. So, is it any wonder, the mind boggles at the fact Mr Stroud is still taken in by this man’s ongoing attention seeking antics. In my opinion, Mr Standing suffers from what I refer to as ‘Ivan Marks Syndrome’; more concerned with being famous and the center of attention than any concern over the possible existence of an unknown primate.
Well, one can only hope that Mr Stroud will see the light before too much damage is done.
I am amazed at the irrational responses and comments sent into this Blog and on Youtube, concerning my posted videos, in which I talk of my own opinions and research since the late 1970s.
All of which simply confirm what I have been saying for a number of years; now that the Sasquatch research community more resembles an asylum which is being taken over by the inmates rather than serious researchers trying to solve an on-going and fascinating mystery.
So many comments are just the spouting of self-deluded individuals, whom are hiding behind the fact they can write what they want and remain anonymous.
I have no problem with debating with those who disagree with my views, as I am always willing to admit when I am wrong. But stick to the the topic rather than going on a tirade of name-calling; that only exposes the fact that the other person does not have a valid counter-argument, and is resorting to desperation. So, from now on, any comment which has no validity, and denigrates to just personal insults will be deleted, at once, and repeated attempts will result in the banning of any further comments from those individuals.
Sasquatch research is an investigation, seeking an answer to a mystery. It is not pushing a religious-type faith. This mystery will be solved by evidence and “sticking to the facts and never deviating from the facts”. It will never be solved by those who draw conclusions based on personal faith and wishful thinking, with a heavy dose of self-delusion.
On April 19, 2015, myself and colleagues again returned to an area which I have spent much time in over the years, with it’s long history of possible encounters as well as continued reports which come to light every now and then.
The Riverside Recreation area, where in 1986 one of the more interesting and amazing incidents occurred which I have personally investigated, was revisited again, and some filming was done for a future DVD documentary.
I am still amazed how much of the sighting location has changed since 1986. Tracks which were found along a small creek bank (Buldbeard Creek) was basically an open area back then, is now filled with new-growth trees. Only a few of the old growth which were there in 1986, as well as the rock slide area, now make the the spot even recognizable. When filming at the campsite itself, it was rather humorous to have the camp host walk up to our group wondering who we were, and finding out about our interest in the Sasquatch, immediately let out a tirade of “Oh, that’s only a legend”; “There is no such thing”; “The story about what happened here in 1986, never happened”; etc, etc.
When I identified myself as the fellow who investigated the incident in 1986, he calmed down somewhat but we sure didn’t change his mind on the subject at all. Before this, we had drove up high above the Chilliwack River Valley, which gave us a great view of the area. The photo below is looking down the valley .
Afterwards, we headed up the Nesakwatch FSR. A very enjoyable day out in the forests of British Columbia but, again, nothing of real interest Sasquatch-wise was encountered.
Today, April 13, 2015, myself along with Brad and Jason, decided to check out an area which was fairly close by on a local FSR where I was told a possible Sasquatch sighting had occurred just a few weeks before. The gent walked up to me while I was at the Co-op filling station in Hatzic, BC. He was in a hurry so I gave him one of my cards and he agreed to call to set up a proper interview for a later date.
However, he did give me enough information as to figure out the location. We felt we could at least check the area out in the meantime, as I knew the bridge in question, having been there a number of times in the past. My two colleagues had also been there before, as well. The bridge in question is in the photo below.
The witness in this case reported that he was traveling over the bridge and was following the road as it veered left up a slight upgrade when he spotted a large, black, upright figure disappearing into the trees on the drivers side of the road, about 300 hundred feet beyond the bridge. The witness did slow down as he passed the spot but did not stop. I hope to get a lot more details soon.
Our searching of the area did uncover what appears to be a game trail about where he claims to have seen the animal (see photo below) but of course there were no footprints or any other evidence in the area to support the sighting. This was not surprising considering all the rain that has fallen.
So another possible sighting? Hopefully more will come to light in the following days.
This video was was made during the Easter long weekend of 2015. It has already drawn angry responses on youtube, by self-deluded individuals who prefer to attack myself personally, rather than offer any counter-argument.
Just for the record, I am not stating that all such evidence is nonsense. I am just saying that, in 37 years of investigation, so far I have not found any evidence of Sasquatch being involved in any stick structure that I have seen. Nor do I see evidence in the vast number of other investigations done by researchers who assume a Sasquatch is responsible.
You need evidence to make such a statement, and so far all I see is personal opinions, and wishful thinking.
This past Easter weekend, myself and some colleagues again decided to venture into the mountains to search for evidence for the existence of the Sasquatch.
Being a long weekend with the weather nice, and the fact I have encountered this situation more times in the past than I can count, I should have remembered beforehand that every Tom, Dick and Harry from the cities with campers or a tent head out into the accessible areas of our forests, to consume too much beer, scream and howl like morons, and just behave like spoiled idiots. And let’s not forget going home the last day leaving tons of trash behind.
Such was the case again during this Easter weekend of 2015. We had planned to return to an area of one of my better-known investigations to relive some of my recollections, and search the area once again for a fish stringer a Sasquatch was purported to have stolen from a campsite in 1986.
However, our plans had to change drastically when the the place was found to be over-flowing with campers so numerous, that every pullout within 5 kilometers seemed to have three or four tents and RVs, packed in like sardines.
We ended up traveling approximately 10 kilometers into the high-country before we had any room to search without running into the Bundy family, partying with Adams family. One group of face-panted weirdos, marching down a dirt road, reminded me of a group of hippies in company with a circus freak show; would you believe the head moron was leading the way blowing on a bullhorn which he’d wrapped around his upper torso?
Well, any Sasquatch, or any other wildlife, would have kept well hidden on such an occasion when their normally peaceful wilderness home gets invaded by the, ‘NIGHT OF THE LIVING BRAIN-DEAD’. The ironic thing is: these folks are just the type who, when they learn of our interest in the Sasquatch mystery, have the nerve to call us strange. Some people never grow up.
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.
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.
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.
