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.