Sunday, April 7, 2013


My husband and I met up with another investigator and his wife on Saturday.  Our plan was to find a camping spot that would accommodate many people next month.  This was a tall order.  Luckily we found the perfect spot.  The signs of BigFoot was everywhere.  All who come camping will have an opportunity do some investigating and spend time with like-minded people.  If we have some big, upright, hairy visitors visiting, all the better.

The other investigator had found on President's Day a structure not far from the camping spot.  On the way there he spotted another structure!  We did some investigating and then went to the original spot.  We found some arches and tree breaks close to the structures.  While walking around we knocked once and whooped.  We heard 2 knocks.  One to the east of us and another behind us to the west.  We then went back to our vehicles and talked.  A while later a man with his dog came walking by on the road.  He stopped and talked with us.  His dog greeted us.  Within a few minutes the dog's demeanor changed.  It hid behind my husband and then bolted into the other investigator's vehicle.  The dog refused to come out.  The owner dragged the dog out and put him down.  He bolted under the vehicle!  The owner kept saying that the dog had never done this before and must be tired from walking.  At this point my husband and I looked at each other and said BigFoot must be close by.  At this point I'm looking around.  I didn't see anything but I really did not expect to.  The man finally dragged and then picked up the dog and started to walk away.  He put the dog down a few feet away.  The dog kept very close and behind the man.  The poor dog had his tail between his legs and kept looking left and one time to the right. 

This poor dog was scared and it wasn't us.  He detected the presence of at least 2 BigFoot.  The dog was looking in the direction of where we had heard the knocks.  We were pretty sure one was to the east of us and then at least another one to the left of us.  The four of us knew exactly what spooked the dog. 

Ya Gotta Love It!

Squatch On!

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