Ready or not ...

Nowadays my Sasquatch encounters are next to nil. That's not to say that they don't come around, they do. I'm am well aware of that fact, only after and each time I discover a foot print, or an area of the yard that has been tampered with I always tell myself  'Next time I'll be ready'. But the truth is, I'm not.  Each new experience leaves me kicking my behind a little harder because I know when I delved into this deeply; I know of the opportunities I have missed.

But I know how easily it is to get caught up in it all, and even now as spring approaches I am waffling with the idea of putting up a baby monitor and using the game camera once again. But if I do, what will become of me? This may seem like a light hearted question, but sasquatching is something not to be taken lightly because if one is not careful, what is likened to a hobby quickly turns into an obsession.