Sasquatch Encounters

Reality is as reality does

2011-11-29T11:52:00.000-08:00

I am saddened that I no longer post to this blog, or haven't in quite some time. I have often felt 'what's the point' and my other endeavors have convinced me to just ignore this blog because there isn't really anything more to tell. * Or so I thought.

I have encounters with this creature, but not in the way of sightings or 'giftings'. The bait sites are no longer in use, and I am no longer looking for evidence. I have all the proof I need, and I struggled in how to bring the evidence I have into public view. It's evidence that is hard to see and yet it is just as valuable as any evidence we have to date.

The evidence I am collecting, I am making available in another book, the second of the Non Existent Entities saga. It continues to be my story, and a story for those who have shared with me some horrifying experiences that they cannot explain. The evidence that is available to us can bring understanding and explaination to things that bring us to fear.
So what is the purpose and plan of this blog? It has changed. I no longer want to document continued evidence that all of us already know about and seek. I continue to find tree breaks, tree structures, and yet what good would it do in posting these pictures? How many tree structures woven together must one look at before they get bored and tired with seeing the same thing at each website or blog they come across? The stories are exciting but they are all the same, they all reveal that there exists a creature beyond the outskirts of our city lines... but these stories do not answer the question Now What?

That's where my story begins, the second half of it anyway. I want to bring answers to the seemingly unanswerable questions chasing and discovering this phenomenon creates. In seeking out these answers I have had to stay true to my experience and the faith that I believe in, I guarantee that whatever you believe these creatures to be, you will come away with a knowledge of truth you never considered before.

This blog has changed, because for me Sasquatch has changed, I once wanted to believe that this was an undiscovered animal, and in part it still remains true to our ideologies. But now for some of us, we can't package this creature into a neat little bow and call it as what we think it is. The pictures and evidence found to date do not show us beyond a shadow of a doubt what it is, the evidence only shows us that what we have in our forest regions is a creature that exists.

That for me is a funny word. Exist- what does it mean to exist? In short for me it means to utilize the earth's resources (Sun, water, nutrients from the earth) to continue to remain animate or living. But I've discovered that existence can take on a deeper meaning answering the depth of questions no one wants to tred for fear of stepping on the foundation of where God sets His mighty toes.

I am still a believer in God and through scientific evidence discovering the hidden nuances of sasquatch will only deepen ones resolve to know without any doubt how Great our Maker truly is, and solve riddles that religion has put in place that only bring confusion and misunderstanding.

While I may be away for a time, researching and writing, this blog will be used in a way to expose further what sasquatch is, as opposed to what we want it to be. So far I want to assure you that sasquatch is real, it is not a figment of our imaginations, and those of you who have encountered this creature have for a reason.

The creatures that have made themselves known to you, by the way of pictures, foot prints, hair samples, gifting all have a purpose and if I can ask you to please stop trying to out wit it as if you are the higher thinker here.

The situation couldn't be further from that notion, because what I'd like you to consider is this one question. What if- you didn't show up at the right time to evoke an encounter? Let me rephrase that. What if you were baited? What if your encounter that seemed like a situation of circumstance of coincidence- was really something different? What if your encounter was really a 'controlled' encounter? What if the timing was lined up in a way that would see you walking into a baited trap of evidence because Sasquatch wanted YOU- not just anyone, but YOU to know in your heart and discover this creature? Sounds far fetched doesn't it? Well it does if you are looking at it from the angle that you are the smarter or more intelligent than the forest dwelling animal you've encountered.

Sasquatch is so much more than what we have imagined so far, and eventhough it continues to elude us, it has dangled that proverbial carrot just far enough to cause us to go out and seek it. It wants us to conclude that we have found it, when in actuality it has been leading us down a path- darkly. Could it be that Sasquatch has been in control the whole time? Could it be that Sasquatch has deliberately set a trail of footprints? Could it be that Sasquatch has deliberately placed itself in the line of camera traps to make it 'LOOK LIKE' it was caught off guard? Could it be that Sasquatch allowed some of its hair to 'accidentally' get caught on a branch or a piece of barbed wire, knowing that someday someone, maybe even YOU would find it? I believe so. I believe that we have been approaching this creature in the wrong manner.

We have always been the bait, and the bait has baited itself.

I hear some of you yelling at me right now. " What an INCONCIEVABLE NOTION!" maybe, but if we are going to approach this creature scientifically, we need to do as science does and stop pigeon holeing our efforts in order to make this creature into something we want it to be. We have to consider all possibilities and are we doing that?

I don't see that. I see the sasquatch community even more divided - and why? People who approach this scientifically, well they are using science as a crutch in name only because the scientific pioneers have been willing to say ' I don't know, but I'm willing to find out" they were willing to approach their hypothis from all angles not just one.

Scientifically speaking Sasquatch is real, it is an animal and it expresses human thought and other human capabilities, however if we listen to science a bit more what unknow possibilities will she be able to reveal about this creature? That's what I intend to find out!

Hindsight...

2011-04-08T23:15:00.000-07:00

I was going through some old pictures today because my husband's friend has shown an interest. I pulled out the cd of pictures I have saved from the game camera over the years, and stumbled upon some pictures that really didn't make any sense to me, and perhaps showed nothing, but for some reason today, I saw something on one particular photo I have never seen before.

Why didn't I see this before? How could I have missed this or dismissed this photo? I am so glad I saved most of the photos taken from the game camera... they are proving to be worth their weight...

Most of you have seen the over exposed creature that I assume is a juevenile. If not, here it is again. It's our only picture of it, we have other pictures of other ones, but even though we know that they are, I'm not into causing anyone to strain their eyes. Sometimes even though the proof is there, it may not be apparent for someone else.

I'm going to show you the over exposed picture of the 'figure' some people in a prominent association with bigfoot in their company name has called this a dog. Well there is a dog in the photo, but this chihouhua isn't the only figure. Okay, so after you've glanced at that for a bit. Please take a look at the next photo. It's another washed out picture, but the chihouhua is still in the picture, in the same spot, only slightly different.

This is what I never noticed before. I just assumed that I had another anomolous photo. The camera took three pictures that were over exposed, but this one has some sort of evidence that when taken into consideration of the initial photo, something more telling is revealed.

A little background about this. I had let Daxter my little chihouhua puppy out in the evening. He was barking, but I didn't pay any attention to his barking, but called for him shortly after these pictures were taken. I wish I wasn't so complacent back then, I dismissed alot of things and took things for granted when I shouldn't have.

I knew Sasquatch was comin around, and didn't want to leave Daxter out for too long because I had marked it down almost to a science ( No pun) when these creatures would come and take food from the baited site.

I am convinced and no one has been able to convince me other wise, that Sasquatch has held my dog, Daxter, and one specific incident comes to mind. I called for my dog, I had only had him for two months, we got him as a puppy, ready to leave its mother. I let him out to go to the bathroom, and upon calling him back five minutes later, he would not come. I went to go get him as I assumed he found a cat, or a bird to chase, but he was no where around. We have two huge yardsites so if he was close by, I would have seen him.

I called for about 20 minutes, and getting upset, I called Daxter again, then I said, if you f$$! If you have my dog, you son of a bitch you let him go! I was getting upset, as I continued to call. I then brought out Mugs, who was in the garage, dealing with a sore paw, but I brought him out just incase, he would be able to sniff out the where abouts of Daxter, he led me to where my cat had died, so I thought...but as soon as I did this, Daxter came running down the drive way... scared and wimpering. It took him a while to come to me, like he was scared of me.

I looked for this little guy, around the vehicle, and underneath it, I looked in the tree line, around trees, I got on my hands and knees looking for this little dog, there are not many places to hide without me finding him... where was he? I'll never know, but I am convinced he was some how in the presence of a sasquatch, and I don't doubt sasquatch may have held him.

This picture shows that maybe... I'll let you decide.

Notice how Daxter is standing upright, and how tall the grass comes, the second picture shows Daxter on his side, maybe scrambling to get away as something is trying to grab him? Dogs don't normally trip and fall, and there was nothing in that area for him to trip over... except grass... Is something pinning this dog down? I don't know, but I'm convinced either way, my dogs have seen Sasquatch, too much for their liking, including Mugs.

Save your pictures, even if you don't think you see anything just yet... in time, you may.

CLICK ON THE PICTURES TO SEE THE ORIGINAL SIZED PIC- THEY ARE BIG AND CANNOT FIT IN THE TABLE OF THIS PAGE.

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*These were taken at 30 second intervals. The middle photo is one that is over exposed and shows nothing. At first I thought I was looking at a cat, but... our orange cat had died a few months before, I found it dead and had to bury it. I thought I was looking at a tail originally, but upon further close up, I noticed it was a front leg, then I noticed the dark collar, which told me that something was happening to my dog, in this photo.

Poor thing, what a Sasquatch encounter!

Just in case you don't want to go rooting through old posts... here's a close up image of what our dog was looking at... it's an enhanced 'fade correction' used in paint shop pro.

Please do not call these pictures your own, and if you post them elsewhere, please give credit where credit is due and support this page by providing a link and my name! Thanks!

A picture is worth a thousand words

2010-11-01T00:38:00.000-07:00

I saved a few pictures off the game camera this summer because they appeared anomolous at best, but to me held no real significance. Personally, I am no longer interested in this so called 'hide and seek' cat and mouse game or adventure.

We know they exist. That we can ALL agree on.
We know they exist in a real live breathing form this we too can all agree on.
We know they are intelligent and intelligence I mean that Sasquatch KNOWS our equipment, knows our methods, knows us far better than we know them.

Really I'm not cynical, I am patient, when you are in this line of 'discovery' patience has to become a mantra replacing your first name. I think that observing all we can and the methods we are using, are no longer working. They aren't telling us anything new. Pooling our resources together and pulling in all the evidence from conventional means and unconventional means would open the ground for improved knowledge and understanding on an even grander scale. Who knows maybe this would help us to alter our methods of discovery and research and level the playing field with us becoming more wiser to them.

Why I kept these pictures was for my own personal study. These two pictures are from the game camera that I had posted infront of the rock fireplace I created this summer. I did not have the camera set up to catch a sasquatch, I actually set it up because my rock fireplace was being tampered with and I knew that these creatures avoid the cameras so I knew that with this electronic device up, my creation would remain in tact.

It worked! Until I decided to bring the game camera in, thinking that Sasquatch were no longer coming around. The two particular pictures are taken at NIGHT but that's not what the pictures show. The pictures show was is almost an over exposed picture, but the color is in tact to make the picture look like that the flash is large enough to light up the area like daylight. You can tell it is an over exposure due to the coloration, but needless to say this is WHY I kept the photos. The camera was supposed to take three in succession but it only took two.

Since taking the game camera down, I went to the rock fire place to inspect it, and the back side was pushed out. In a way that made me notice that things were out of place. I tried to just push one rock in, and the wall all tumbled. This dry stacked wall was so sturdy, I actually pushed on it with my body weight from all sides to proove that it was tight and compact and no rocks were going anywhere. So it lays in ruins waiting until next spring when I will have cement ready and fix the mess properly. (I have fixed that thing four times now. Very time consuming, I'm miffed actually it took me a long time to sort and wedge the rocks in tight using weight and gravity as my method of choice. I also had to haul those rocks and some of them are heavy! But I complain but I chalk it as an excersise in patience... no harm done...but dang!

I have no idea what compelled me, but I took out the photos and studied them the other night. I saw something in the background that shouldn't be there and I actually went out to the garden sight the next day to confirm my findings. I stood in the spot of where the game camera was, and any where I stood I could not recreate the 'figure' in the photo that I see.

It's a blobsquatch, but one that has detail and this has me curious because I assumed that Sasquatch had to be in close proximity of the game camera to cause over exposure. The picture clearly shows the figure at a considerable distance, and the laser was set and pointing at the rock fireplace! If the game camera was to take a picture something had to be literally standing infront of it at a distance of two feet away. (Now that's assuming this one set the camera off, maybe there were more around that night, and around the game cameray, no one will ever know)

I assumed that due to the largeness of the creature and it's electrical output- we are electrical generating creatures and so to animals... I thought that this is what perhaps caused the electronics to malfunction.

When they've been in the area, we've had electrical anomalies occur, such as my horn in my jeep honking,(Two separate occassions- one I heard, the other my daughter heard) the interior light in my jeep turn on, but my alarm was on so no one could have opened the door and closed it. My daughters electronic game has turned on in the middle of the night while she's sleeping. ( No she wasn't playing her game- the noise woke us all up!)

To me it makes sense if you have two or three- or even one of those massive guys hanging around, the electicity generated from their bodies may set our electronic devices alittle haywire? It is possible isn't it?

We have not had this wierd stuff happen in our home until Sasquatch showed up.

Back to the picture- The figure in the picture is barely visible, but I've been out in that area enough times to know when something shouldn't be there. This shouldn't be there. I decided to blow up the picture and increase magnification just to be sure what I was seeing WAS what I was seeing.

What I saw is big in comparison to the distance of where the figure is and the game camera positon. I'd say not more than 80-100 ft. (Give or take)

What do you see?

I suspect that this creature was hiding. The criss cross pattern is a collapsible fencing I used for sweet peas to grow up against. This fence is horizontally in line with the rock fire place that you see in the picture. The over exposed mound - the bright object or blob are the bunches of sweetpeas growing along the fence. The long posts are fence posts around the perimeter of the garden area. We are in the process of making a green house. We suspect this creature is crouching- obviously. But what is intresting, this is the second photo, and the camera is set at three second intervals. By now, I am sure it knows the game camera and can predict the time it goes off and anticipates how many flashes.

Happy hunting...

What's in a 'marker'

2010-10-24T00:57:00.000-07:00

Taking a walk around the property the last few weeks has been refreshing and it has been a long time comin.
This summer has been a horrible wet, soggy season that I just haven't been able to do anything other than maintain a presence within our immediate yard site.

I can't report any recent activity, as I no longer bait our yard, and I no longer have the monitor outside, the game camera is put away also. I have shut every thing down and have just stopped. I've quit looking because I know all I need to know. I've seen all I need to see. Let me tell you that's far different than what I want to see. I want to see it again, and this time I want to see its face, albeit at a safe distance.

It feels so good to go for a walk and not worry about what I may meet or not - it feels good to hold my head up and walk with my dogs, and take my daughter along and not live in fear- fear of finding a fresh print.
We never do, not anymore. What we have found is bare minimum.

Sasquatch has let us see only the things it wants us to see, and with that, it was bear minimum compared to what other people have witnessed and experienced.

The walk I took by myself last week, gave me pause for more questioning.

What is with the tree 'markers'?

Do we really know what they are for?

I asked myself this question as I stood in the middle of a row of trees on either side of me and saw some new anomalies that quickly caught my attention.

We all are familiar with the tree break and the limb hanging perpendicular at a 90 degree angle from the main tree. I was told that this is a possible water locator marker... the water is obvious on the property and it doesn't make sense... what made more sense to me is that these 'markers' were territorial as I saw what looked to me an area of a rest area hidden behind these markers.

Then I began to walk, and as I walked I noticed how some of these markers were placed, not in the same direction but jutting out across my path causing me to manuever around or duck under...then I noticed deer tracks and I began to place myself in the part of a deer.

Branches lay strategically between trees on the ground... what if...
What if for arguments sake that these tree markers were a way for sasquatch to hunt more efficiently?

I appologize if someone has come up with this summation, I really have taken myself out of the loop.

A deer cannot jump if it has to bend down underneath something, wouldn't this make the animal more vulnerable? A deer most likely will take the easiest route and it looked to me that all these obstacles were possibly 'intelligently directing' the deer's path on 'purpose'.

What if these make shift lean to's or shelters were not sleeping shelters but just a way to utilize nature for camoflage much in the way a hunter uses a hunter's screen or tent? To me this makes more sense, and the stick structures that seem to litter the ground in a woven pattern were put there to act as a hazard for the deer to either get tripped up in, or alert the Sasquatch exactly where their prey were as they snapped branches and clicked their hooves over the tangled mess of branches.

I noticed when I first started seeing stick structures- I noticed the deer pathways that lingred in close proximity, now I have to say I am convinced that these structures are used more for hunting and as a way to subdue their pray in a way that makes them vulnerable while still feeling safe in a 'natural' type setting than they are for shelters or made out of habit and fun.

There is something methodical when you look at these structures, I have seen sticks 'woven' together that cannot happen naturally and I am convinced that maybe this would possibly cause antlers to become tangled and would help subdue an animal causing it to be more easily targeted.

I hope I'm explaining myself correctly. It's hard to explain this without drawing it out in detail.

When you go out an see the stick structures that you see along with the over head tree or limb break, maybe take a different methodoligy with you and try to see this from the preditor and preys point of view. You might be surprised with what you come up with.

Just my random thoughts... for now.

A watchful eye, when you least expect it.

2010-07-29T17:32:00.000-07:00

I honestly thought that our time with sasquatch was over.

For the past three weeks we've had a deer, and her fawn visit our yard, I've been trying to get pictures and today, the young one or another one was so close to me, within 15 ft. I was working on a field stone out door fireplace, so it did not see me right away. I wish I had my camera, it was such a perfect opportunity.

The dogs bark and let us know and the white tailed deers maintain their distance. It's a treat for us because in over three years of living on this farm, the wild life has finally returned to our property. The raccoons can stay gone though, I don't mind.

But today I've learned that it really doesn't make a difference, Sasquatch come and go as they please with no one or nothing being the wiser. Whose watching whom?

I worked on the rock fireplace today for a few hours, came inside, made lunch for me and my darling daughter and answered some emails, then decided to get back to work. It feels so good to be able to lift heavy rocks, and work with my hands again. The Lord blessed me with a complete healing from some sort of muscle/tendon issue with my hand , wrist and arm. Praise God!

So I'm working, notice something on the ground right at my work station but ignored it. My mind is on other things, then my daughter mentioned what I took for granted.

"Where'd those spoons come from?" She asked.

I noticed the one, and chose to ignore it, but looked again, there were two spoons, face down. One was a table spoon, the other a teaspoon. About a foot apart from eachother. They were hard to miss.

Now that it's been brought to my attention, I'm perplexed. Why now? Why return the spoons after all this time,and why at all? It's not like I'm going to wash them up and use them. For Pete's sake ( Who is Pete anyway) Sasquatch had his mouth on them!

So I left the spoons where they were left, with the area littered with rocks, I'm going back out there, but I have so much to do, this was the last thing I thought I'd be dealing with.

This type of stuff always happens when my husband isn't home.

This was really close. This morning I was outside, working and honestly I was working and using the drill right in that spot where the spoons were found, there was nothing, absolutely NOTHING on the ground in the form of missing or scattered tools, or even spoons. I go inside for a couple of hours, and return, and there they are! Two spoons right where I had been working.

So I'm wondering when I'm going to get my lids back that I left out the same time I left those spoons. It's a funny thought, but it's always eventful around here... when you least expect it.

What comes to mind is my favorite scene from "What about Bob"
"Gone! He's NEVER gone!" (The door gets opened and slammed on Bill Murray's face.)
Too funny.

Chat soon.
~Shannon

Where do we go from here?

2010-06-25T13:14:00.000-07:00

I can't answer that question.

All I can tell you is from a truthful place of my experience and some will choose not to believe, that's okay.

I have seen things in dealing with Sasquatch- let's call it recovery or uncovery instead of reasearch or hunting, because the truth that has been revealed to me I have not desired, wanted or wished for but it uncovered something that I wanted to ignore.

In our heart of hearts we do not want to believe, and it infact has caused such division in the field of study that it's quite alarming. I've chosen to stay out of the loop, because I've had a few people warn me when I first started this blog about what could happen, and how to keep myself safe.

I thank you deeply for that.

I went into this field of study quite niavely. I am not the best one for this job. I was placed in this by accident so to speak because too much was revealed to me too soon. I couldn't make heads or tails of it and I was so complacent, over looking things, not taking this seriously because events were so sporatic and confusing. I made mistakes, but that's okay.

I tried so hard to linger on the side of Science, thinking that that should or would be enough to give me, or all of us difinitive answers. I led myself wrongly.

Sasquatch were not the ones to let me see them.

What does that mean?

Had I not seen them as I did, I perhaps still would not be anyone the wiser, but then again maybe not.

Most encounters are face to face encounters. Most people can say that Sasquatch is usually facing front to them, and if not, the situation rectifies itself and Sasquatch flees from the area.

How many of you saw Sasquatch disappear? I'm not the only one raising my hand. I KNOW I'm not. But I know that those of you who have, may not want to believe it, may not want to believe that something so gigantic could turn out to be so ludicrus.

Let me ask you another question, what in your life have you seen that was out of the ordinary?
What is your belief system? Do you believe in God, or don't you?

I ask these questions because although the gamet of posible eye witnesses of this realm of study concerning Sasquatch has been run, the fact remains that if you are a scientist first, you perhaps believe in the natural, the here and now nothing else is possible, second.

You perhaps will never witness what others have witnessed.

Those of us who have witnessed something extrodanary, cannot go back. We can't go back to the ways of fundamental thinking or believing of what Sasquatch should or shouldn't be because in our minds, it's not true. We've seen what we've seen and we've been accepting to it.

If eventually. I can only speak for myself, I was not accepting to it, but one cannot deny what is real even if it fits outside of your form of reality for too long, because the evidence begins to mount.

So here we have it and the evidence is plastered all over the internet. The line is drawn in the sand, and I for one did not for one minute believe I would be standing on the opposite side to what I originally thought.

Here's a tid bit of information, did you know that way back when in the discovery of dinosaurs, scientists were so hell bent on noteriety on who would be the first one to discover dino's bones that they would bait and switch bones in eachother's digs? How professional is that? Scientists now are discovering that some of the bones found then are not the dinos that we have come to know in our picture books.

So what does that say? It says we've put ourselves first, and the facts second. I've done that. I've tried to ignore the facts and put myself first thinking that if I come out with this I'm gonna be labeled as a wackadoo.

But again, that's up to you and that's an opinion you certainly are entitled to.

I prayed for God to reveal something that was not of Him and to expose it. I prayed this not knowing that Sasquatch was visiting my land.

Lord if there is anything on our land that is not of you, please expose it.

I had no idea what I was praying, I was thinking on the lines of bear, wolf ,or cougar because at the time we had our six year old daughter to think of and with our property having forest on two sides at about a distance of only four and two miles away, wildlife do visit. It would be foolish to think they didn't.

I was at the end of my prayer, a different kind of prayer on a different kind of day when Sasquatch appeared to me. Coincidence? I don't think so.

Since that day, it's been a roller coaster ride that challenged my thinking, and my knowlege on what I thought I knew.

As anyone who has any sort of experience with Sasquatch will know and agree.

So what exactly is going on here?

I'm not here to tell you how to collect evidence. I don't even want to be the bearer of bad news, but I have to share with you my experiences, and they are lengthy, for TWO long years, I've been in the middle of something that will not leave. Well we've never asked it to until...

Sasquatch has never terrorized my family, and we have never been in danger, but just because at times we could not see it, or sense it does not mean that it was never there.

More unnatural coincidences started taking place, and this helped me to solidify in my mind that what all of us are dealing with is something that is far more advanced and more intelligent than us.

Alien? No please I'm not suggesting that.

But let's discuss that for a minute.

Can I ask, what do you believe on the subject? Either you believe eye witness testimony or you don't. Either you believe that Aliens in the form of other life are real, or you don't. If you believe in Aliens, this can further be broken down into the two other possibilities of alien life form being life on another planet, or it is real to the point that the source behind it is real and you see through to the bigger picture, the one that exposes the form of truth to be one big giant lie.

So here we have the situation of Sasquatch to be the same. Either you believe eye withness testimony or you don't. Either you believe Sasquatch in the form of it being another form of life are real or you don't. If you do believe in Sasquatch than this can further be broken down into two other possibilities of this life form being of this planet, or it is real to the point that the source behind it is real and you see through to the bigger picture, one that exposes the form of truth to be one big giant lie.

No, I am not trying to compare the two, just the situations are similar, where we have demographics of a different kind linking up in such a way that the patterns of belief and doubt are similar. I am not saying that sasquatch are aliens and aliens are sasquatch. Such is not the case.

I cannot comment on the situations where Sasquatch and Aliens have been seen together, I've not the experience but I would be in error if I dismissed it. I would be a hypocrite to say that that never took place.

I have been a person who has had the long standing belief that aliens are real, but they are not as they seem.

I am now a person who has a standing belief that Sasquatch are real, but are not as they seem.

Why would I be a hypocrite to believe in one and not the other? Because I understand as evidence has been revealed to me that although these are two seemingly seperate species, the SOURCE of how they've come to darken our door with their existence is the SAME.

When I was enduring something deeply personal and spiritual five years back, I wrote a short booklet in manuscript form about the similar patterns alien encounters have with what I had already experienced, evil.

I don't want to get into the long drawn out details, but using an ouija board was something stupid and it brought the spiritual realm to my attention in a hurry. I was not a Christian then, when I was barely 17, I knew of God but was not a believer in any way that mattered or was effective.

This stupd stunt got me over 12 years of torment, and it wasn't fun, wasn't pretty and I'm not the only one it effected. I have witnesses that I have never told what happened to me, but what they saw confirmed what I was enduring.

I can say that there's stuff I don't want to know when it comes to the spiritual realm, but its real, real enough for good people with good sense to stay away from even if your belief is the belief that God or the spirit realm doesn't exist.

I've experienced a wide variety of things to know that trust me, you DON'T want to know.

Because of this experience, my curiousity with alien creatures came to a halt when some of the patterns I experienced were very similar to that of alien abductions.

I have never experienced an alien abduction, and I feel for those who have, but what got my attention is my experience with the SPIRITUAL and how uncanny this was in comparison to the overt tactics these entities use.

Is this a blog of a wild conspiracy theory? No, please don't read more into this that what it needs to be.

The information is available to you for you to do your own research.
You don't have to believe in God to understand the truths that are not so obvious.

Read the reports of people's experiences from Sasquatch expeditions. Eye witness testimony who are very credible and very compassionate and they are willing to tell you what they saw, what they felt, what they sensed. All from the realm of any knowledge physically gained, or spiritually given.

Now compare them to encounters with the spiritual or alien abductions.

A web of lies, always has a point of contact, and the point of contact of these three seemingly seperate situations or conditions are through the experience.

Coincidence, no. We now have a point of reference.

That reference leads to the source.

The source forces us to take sides. It forces us to choose.

In the end, what will you do? What will you choose?

Right now as it stands your faith and belief in this life and what you know it to be and what you know it not to be and what it shouldn't be rests right now on your belief. Even if you do not believe this is still a belief.

The source is one and the same with all three because there is one method and one method only that works without fail to prove and expose the situation as it really is.

Alien abductees use the method without fail, and I have in dealing with both my situations of dealing with the unseen realm and Sasquatch.

Standing in your authority as a believer in Christ works.

You do not have to be a religious person to understand and know God's truth. In fact religion has nothing to do with it. Religion is where false hoods lie, and the source will use this to its advantage.

"The Lord Rebuke you!"

Sends a strong tall message to the source and these are words from scripture.

If you believe in who you are talking to, but more importantly if you believe you are given the authority by God Himself through your belief in His Son, this will work.

We do not need to entertain it, ask it questions, demand to know the whys and wherefores and the hows. Scripture gives it to us straight and the method is point blank. We are not to entertain it, follow it, even have anything to do with it.

I know there are some situations where alien encounters have been positive, and so to Sasquatch even to the point of enlightening or helpful.

Evil will go to great lengths of showing acts of kindness, and filling the air with an all encompassing feel good thresh hold of love and friendship in order to see that the main objective is gained.

Don't take my word for it, those of you who have a relationship with these creatures, or are allowed to see them on a regular basis, test the spirits to see if they are of God.

Alien abductees have been told of a secret so called agenda. Aliens are here watching, to clean up the mistakes we have made to this earth. Why? If they were not born here, why is Earth so promising to them? What do they really care that we have made a mess of things, it is not on their so called planet?
Why aren't they helping now in order to help prevent us from our own demise? Why can't they step in and offer help? Why do they come in secret and do unimaginable things to our human populous?

So many questions, and so many well rounded well intended meanings that seem to go no where yet remain in an unending circular pattern.

So too with Sasquatch, many peoples state that they are a type of watcher, waiting to clean up our mess.

Sound familiar? Coincidence?

Why would a so called animal that lives in the forest clean up our mess after we've destroyed ourselves? What benefit would they have and how could they if they do not use our technology? How are they gonna clean up chernobyl? The oil spills, the contaminated soils, the mutated plants after we are gone? What source of knowledge can they tap into? They don't read our books, use our tools, even recognize our technology but yet after we are gone, they are suddenly going to 'clean' up the remnants by waving a supernatural something or other from thier realm and poof- problem solved. Sorry I'm being a bit cynical here.
Where's the loooove, if they are our so called big brother... why are they not helping?

They say they are, but how? They just help themselves to our gulibility.

Really sounds all to superficial and people call what I and others have to say bunk. But people are readily willing to believe species that aren't even their own kind. Where's the logic?

If they are our so called 'big brother' or watcher- who created them. Oh yeah, some claim that they claim they were placed here by- aliens. Hmmmm.

Aliens have already been PROVEN to be something they are not. They are not from another world, not from another planet.

Test the spirits to see if they are of God.

People have done that. Aliens liken themselves to be god, they get angry to the point of threatening when their abductors try to question them about God, specifically Jesus.

What about Sasquatch? Has anyone asked them? It is known that they believe in a god, but not Jesus and I am not sure if that has ever been asked.

I know I tested the issues as best as I could.

I left two books out. One book had on the inside front cover my printing in big bold letters.

Jesus is Lord.

That book was untouched, the other book was open to a page where the setting was that the woman was being threatened by her attacker.

Coincidence?

The situation with the rope I have posted about -I rebuked Sasquatch from touching it as I brought it out of the tree. The creature was no where to be seen, I could not sense its presence if it were there, I would not have known. I left it in a spot on the ground near the platform wreckage. It has never been touched and there no longer exists pathways to and from the area. Everything is overgrown with bush and grass.

If this creature was not of an evil spiritual nature, then why does it leave when we rebuke it?

You do not have to show anger to get the message across, so anger is not the reason why it leaves.

That is why it doesn't make its presence known to you because it is uncertain of what you will do. It can fight against your strength, you have nothing over it and standing on your own authority, well it can win you over too.

"Jesus and Paul I know, but you I do not."

The authority given to you through Jesus Christ is the weapon that they fear and shun away from.

This is the method that exposes the source and shows us what it really is.

We are all in this together but why are we so willing to believe an outside source that isn't our own kind?
We are willing to betray eachother and instead of rallying together pooling ideas and stand together in unity we draw the line against them and us.

We some how are so niave to think, suggest and suspect that everything that we are being told from these so called outside sources are truth.

We never stop to think of what they have to gain if they lie... they gain our trust if they seem truthful and when the lie is exposed, it's too late, damage done.

"Brother will betray brother..."

That proverbial line in the sand is creeping up on you and you will be forced to choose.

You heard it here too~ the source of Sasquatch is spiritual and it is evil.

Nuff said.

Closer and closer to the truth

2010-06-21T10:30:00.000-07:00

The evidence of sasquatch is mounting, and eventhough we have viable samples of hair, minimal at best, but still the samples exist. The question remains, how many samples do we really need in order to secure in our minds this creature exists?

What, in the form of all evidence collected, do we need? What is exactly required, because all of the physical evidence still is not enough. Pictures, prints, hair, teeth marks all of this collectively still does not prove anything to those who have not seen...

How many countless foot print casts do we need, I mean is 1000 enough? Or do we need 100 body casts, 300 different toe prints, 600 definite heel impressions and 100 anomalous print casts that show definite ridge patterns?

Who's the authority on this stuff anyway? The public? The experts in the scientific field or the people who have had the experience?

My money is on the people who have had the experience. They are the experts, defining their events to the best that they can recollect, it is after all they who have had first hand experience.

But why must we insist on allowing ourselves, the people who have had the experience alter our views, and allow the public to dictate to us what is normal? This ~ Sasquatch is NOT normal because it is not a regular every day run of the mill animal. Normalcy is thrown out the window when it comes to studying this creature. But they still try to dictate to us what normal should be.

I went out to the bait site today after hearing activity on the monitor last night. We know Sasquatch was back. I set up the game camera the night before, and HEARD activity that would suggest that the bait site was tampered with, no it was not.

This proved to me that a squirrel, raccoon, or any other rodent did not indulge themselves.

All night, the bait was untouched, the game camera did not take any pictures, and yet, we heard the bait site on the monitor being approached and investigated. The monitor is underneath the bait site on the ground.

The next day, I left the bait site untouched, and took down the game camera.

All day the peanut butter baited area sat in the heat, under the shade of trees, and nothing. No squirrel tried to sample the morsels I placed out on a string, tied to a sapling, just hanging even with my eyes.

Last night, listening to the monitor again proved to alert us with the same sounds we already were familiar with.

Tree waps could be heard in the distance.

This morning, this is all the evidence that remained for us to know that our ears heard what we know in our hearts is the evidence we need to prove to ourselves that sasquatch is real and exists.

I collected the spoon sample to possibly send off to an expert in DNA. What would I tell them? What would it proove? And what sample would they use to compare this sample to? It just doesn't make sense, time money and effort wasted for inconclusive evidence.

I'm satisfied.

The teeth marks are the marks we've seen in meat, in baggies... we don't need proof.

Do you?

Look at the scratch patterns behind the marks. Could this mean that Sasquatch has a rough tounge, not so different like that of a cat? Or is this a facial hair imprint as he sniffed before he took a bite?

This shows teeth marks, the front tooth impression is approx 1 cm in width.

The teeth marks aren't perfectly in alignment, does this suggest two rows of teeth as one eye witness suggests, or on this particular specimen, are it's teeth slightly crooked?

A rush better than Chocolate!

2010-06-16T07:22:00.000-07:00

We had a nice evening last night doing some late night shopping. Our jaunt allowed for a 'night drive'. A term our daughter has coined. She loves driving through the city at night, and I imagine as every kid does, they allow the glow of the lights to take them away to another place in day dream and thoughts, just imagining as the yellow glow of the soft lights overhead pass by as the vehicle slowly hums passed, inching towards a red light trying to stream line its way to the city outskirts.

We arrived home shortly after 10 pm. The drive is about an hour and a half either way and it is a good time to sit in the car and laugh and joke and enjoy eachother's company. I like night drives too, and like my daughter, share her interest at the mesmerizing light display, but also have many reasons why I like night drives so long as my husband's driving. My night vision isn't bad, but the glare from the other driver's lights, can sometimes give me a headache.

When we got home, and our daughter was tucked in bed, my husband and I decided to play a movie we had just purchased that night. Can I mention the movie? Do I dare? I'm no longer one for violent movies and this one is violent. Sorry guys I just do not find over the top antics to woo an audience all in the name of entertainment~ entertaining.
That for me is not where the substance of the story should lie.

The Book of Eli.

So after only about 15 minutes into the show, I decided my time could be better spent writing instead of disrupting my husband with my knee slaps and annoyed comments like ' geeze' and 'flip sakes'. I am sure he doesn't purchase a movie to be entertained by me making redundant comments to the television screen.

So I went up to bed, and settled in and began writing a project I am working on for something else that has nothing to do with Sasquatch, but I turned on the monitor just in case.

About an hour and a half of listening, I began to hear a soft whistle, then a little bit of leave rustling, a little tap, perhaps rock clacking... and I decide to use my little reading lamp as source to 'test' to see if my assumption was correct.

I flashed the lamp on and off quickly, not taking into consideration that he/she may know morse code, I certainly don't. But I recieved a whistle when I turned the light of completely for about two minutes.

Could be a bird.

Yes, birds do make noise during the night. They flap their feathers to keep warm, ruffle and preen eachother before going to sleep, or if something disturbs their nest at night, they will fly off making a noisy ruckus with bird call to ward the predator away from the nest.

Tonight was different. I turned the light on again to continue my work and heard some noises again, a soft whistle, rock tapping... and slow quiet movement.

I decided to turn out the light and try to just listen while I waited for the movie to end.

A light whistle again.

The movie ended and my husband always has a cigarette before bed. Yes this annoys me because I do not smoke, I can't stand the smell, and I've complained so much, my husband has obliged me~ Thank you~ that at the very least on the last puff, just blow out your lungs as best as you can, because smokers- I do not think they are aware that the smoke lingers in their lungs and this is what the rest of us breathe when they enter our clean air space. We have to breathe the smoke they exhale and it is naaaasty.

With the movie off, I could hear my husband's footsteps go to the back door. I couldn't hear him open the back door, but as he did, what he heard and what I heard on the monitor was alarming!

I heard a loud thump and the resonance of that thump was loud and booming and what my husband heard was the same loud thump but only about 25-45 feet in front of him!

We have an old building we are now demoloshing just on the otherside of a tree line that lines our back yard by about 15 feet from our back door!

Let me give you a run down: Our back door faces North, and is only about 15 feet before the perimiter is lined with short row of about 60-70 ft tall mature fir trees. On the other side of that, there are only about 10 feet or so distance between these and an old one room house that has been converted into an outlet to clean seed.

Paul figures that the bang was on the back end of the house, so that is about another 15-10 feet in length.

Does it really matter how many feet away it was? Well all paul knows is that this thing was close and he heard the bipedal footfall running away! He startled it when he opened the back door, so this creature could see the back door from where it was!

We then got to thinking, why would it bang the side of the house, as it has done this before. But the question was why? Perhaps to warn others... and then I asked why would it whistle? It was low enough not to alarm the dogs, as it was almost a bird chirp but not quite, more of a made whistle call. Could this whistle mean something?

Could a whistle mean~ I'm okay, coast is clear. No worries so far?

It's quite curious because animals do not usually make any sound unless provoked in some way.

Case in point. You look at your animal and watch their mannerisms for a while, most often times they use body language to convey their desire to you or to other animals, if they use vocalization or other means of physical communication such as thumping a foot, pawing the ground, this seems to be as a last resort and a gesture they want something or something is wrong.

It came back after that, not right away- but I woke up to the monitor by my ear to hear the door to that house slam shut! We have the back end of the building pulled apart which allows any animal to have free access to it, and can eaisily come and go undetected.

I was so groggy from sleep to listen further, I actually turned off the monitor in annoyance!

So that is at least three nights, possibly four in a row we've been visited by Sasquatch.

Tonight, I'm going to try putting out some food near the house as well.

Random thoughts

2010-06-15T13:33:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm finding myself at a loss for words today because all I can contribute is a different version of the same story. Nothing in the form of prints, or viable camera photos, just evidence that food is missing that cannot be linked to squirrel, raccoon, fox, cats, or bear.

Nothing has changed, except for a few encounters that have left us scratching our heads and now items are being taken such as a spoon, and a small jam jar lid (both held peanutbutter).

Most of us know that if Sasquatch doesn't want its picture taken, all efforts to set of the game cam are just futile, but still we try, hoping against hope, hanging on to what if.

Those of you that follow this blog, know that I had my what if moment, and eventhough it was one time, a fluke shot, still I try. Because it is human nature to do so, try.

There's that old saying, 'if it aint' broke, don't fix it.' and this is why I try. I kept the camera in the same position as I did before, and again a few days ago, I got the same results, but without anything on camera, the frames were too over exposed. So now what?

This leads me to believe that this creature perhaps uses the time of day to aid him in his quest to remain elusive.

OR...

Can we speculate so far to assume that this creature emits a certain amount of electricity keeping in mind his size, it is possible. I know when this creature is near the monitor, the monitor generates a humming feedback.

We all know that if you hang on to a radio antenna from a radio that is indoors the feedback seems to either get worse, or get better.

There are some who have had the opportunity of a lifetime to capture sasquatch on camera, as is. So what gives? It could be alot of possibilities, such as this is an ability to interfere with electronics at will, or at the very least this phenomenon occurs when the creater is in a hightened state of awareness, agitation, alarm or excitement.

Who knows, it's anybody's best guess at this point, but all I can say is we do our best, and collect the evidence as we see it.

For me, things have changed, Sasquatch around here are getting braver, but not to the point yet where they will allow us visual contact. If they watch us we'll never know, and listening to the monitor at night, does not reveal to me tree waps or whistles. Our Sasquatch are more elusive more than ever, but still seem to be dangling that proverbial carrot infront of our noses saying ' you can't see me, but I can see you.'

They seem to know our move, they seem to know when I go out, they seem to know when I'm listening to the monitor, and they seem to know when I am looking for results.

I have the game camera in a position on the ground and for the past two days, I've cleared the area, trying to set the trajectory of the motion sensor just so, and today, last night, I went out to set the game camera out again after using the computer to clear it of its random pictures, and imbedded into the ground at the spot where I place the camera, among leaves was a piece of a bone.

It wasn't there before, and this bone I've seen around the yard a few times. What the flip????

I've learned to shut my mouth and just silently observe. So until then... I'll wait for more answers from this side of the tree line.

Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?

2010-05-16T09:25:00.000-07:00

Okay, well not quite a cookie, and not quite a cookie jar. Think BIGGER, much bigger.

It's gardening season again, and I've been busy working in the garden, and that means water and lots of it.

I placed a 'RUBBERMAID' platic garbage can out in the garden area to store water from a nearby well. My husband and daughter came out with me last evening to fill the container. I think they were secretly wanting to continue the water fight we had going on earlier.

Oh flip they tag teamed me as I worked in the garden. My husband walked up and I was busy churning up dirt with my trowel, I didn't hear him come up, and splash, cold water hitting on hot skin. He laughed as he continued to pump the nozzel of the water gun to preasurize it, allowing a continuous stream... Dirt went flying, I jumped, I screamed and I was defensless... then our daughter got the back of me... and they wouldn't relent. It's hard to tell someone to stop when you are laughing and smiling and you want them to stop at least to gain your bearings.

I intended to use the water in the garden today. Something within me told me to check the container.

From the outside, it looked like it had not be touched, the ground around it was dry, I mean except for the dampness of the dew, but upon UNLOCKING the lid - as I had specifically left it, I could tell the container was empty. I looked in and there was only about 2 inches of water left.

WTH???? ( H-E double hockey sticks!)

So I filled up the container this morning... I used my hand to feel for any cuts, and abrasions along this container that would alert me to any signs of a possible leak. NOTHING.

The funny thing is, last night when I filled the container, something in me knew. I decided to place the locking lid on the container for a safety measure to prove I guess to myself that I could outsmart our neighbourhood sasquatch.

No, it outsmarted me, as always, as usual or did he? Not everything is the doings of Sasquatch.

Funny, yesturday when I was working in the garden, I smelt wet dirty dog and the day before that, I smelled the usual smell of stank that makes you say dang, can you put some more stank on that, I really don't think you have yourself covered enough. That smell just gets in the nostrils and lingers...

which reminds me of the time I burned my nose hairs. Oh now that's a stink that refuses to leave! LOL! Yeah, I got the brain wave to sniff a candle over top of the flame! The smell was so inviting and yet there's me wanting to become one with the scent... I placed my nose up to it, and didn't gently inhale, oh I grabbed all the air my nose could contain and with gusto! Oh yeah I got shot down in a hurry! The heat moved right on up I swear to my sinuses and all I could smell was smoldering sizzling burning...Yeah, we all have our moments... But if you can't laugh at yourself, then what can you laugh at? It still cracks me up!

Anyway, now that we all had a laugh at my expence... lol, I'm off to check the water bin.

Turns out that if you leave the hose in the bucket you are trying to fill with water and turn off the pump, the vacume created will syphon out the water in a matter of minutes! Who knew? Science has a leg up on me this time!

Have a great day!
*Giggling as I walk away from the puter.

Interesting find in Canada, and not the first time...

2010-05-02T13:28:00.000-07:00

A man hunting in the Inuvik region of the North West Territories, shot what he thought to be a rather unusual looking bear. He later provided local officials with samples to determine what type of bear when the results turned in some rather alarming conclusions. This was not the first time a bear of this nature had been shot and killed and mother nature seems to be showing us, that she can take care of business all on her own.

The results show that this bear was a second generation offspring with parents being polar and grizzly bear. An seemingly odd combination, but not one that is unheard of.

The DNA results confirmed that the parent of this offspring was already a hybridized polar bear that had mated with one of the local grizzly bears in the area.

I can see the global warming activists having a field day with this, but never the less, whatever is happening to our planet is perhaps placing in instinctual pattern within her animal population to strive to survive. I do have to say that with further study this puts Dawin's theories to shame, because eventhough the Ark may have been to small to house every single animal in population today, and scripture only mentions a certain number of certain kinds of animals, making the assumption that inter mingling of certain kinds of species was possible then, as nature of the beast is proving that it is possible even now... without the help of genetesists of course.

Some things come out better naturally.

For the full article: http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/capress/100502/science/science_hybrid_bear_shot

Just when you think stuff starts to happen... It rains... it snows...

2010-05-01T23:51:00.000-07:00

Isn't it funny, I finally decide to put food out at the various bait sites around our yard and it begins to rain, and then snow... I don't think soggy food would be on anyone's menu...

Curious things have happened as of late though, and I'd like to draw your attention to this picture. I found this two weeks ago, laying in the exact same spot as the bird my daughter found last year. Could it be a coincidence? I dunno.

I thought that at first glance this was the makings of a nest, but the fact is that although this is now dried out, when I originally found what ever this is, the bark was fresh and everything was still moist and pliable, and although the pictures do not do this object justice, this is something that is intracately woven together.

It reminds me of those stick balls one can purchase at a novelty store. I don't know the true name, but they are decorations you hang up or use as a table setting. You probably know exactly what I'm talking about, woven pieces of thin branches and sticks together in the shape of a ball.

This is similar in the fact that when this was found, again the bark was freshly stripped off the branch and woven into a design that is hollow in the middle... One could place their finger straight through the middle.

I thought perhaps the makings of a nest, but I do not know any native birds that use bark peelings for nests... of all the things to use I would think that this would be uncomfortable and not very warm considering the grass clippings... but I'm not a bird, so any body wanna take a stab at this?

If you have any idea as to what bird if any made this, I'd like to know.

This, like the bird, was found less than 10 ft from the side of the house...

Scientists have unearthed a remarkable discovery

2010-04-09T12:37:00.000-07:00

Scientists have unearthed ancient bones in a cave in Africa believed to pre-date human origins. The remains of an adult female and jeuvenile male were found and scientists have named this species of hominid as Australopithecus sediba.

Although scientists will not go so far as calling this well preserved find as the 'missing link' they admit that this is a promising find never the less. The skeletal remains show that this species had longer arms and a smaller brain while their faces remained 'quite human-like.'

They stood upright at about 4 ft tall, but researchers have already noted that while some of their features remain remarkably human, they exibit features that resemble ape-like hominids. Desipe the wildly dissimilar attributes between this new species and modern humans, scientists are quite hopeful as they inch forward to discover the origins from which group we evolved from.

Scientists suggest that the size of the brain is significant in comparrison to our own and this is the key ingredient into such a discovery. While this species suggests that scientists continue to look in the South Africa region for our origins, the fact remains that there is still a lack of evidence to draw any succinct conclusion from.

With the help of Google Earth, scientists and archeologists have located 500 caves within the area which uncovered 25 more fossil sites. More sites are being discovered to date, and we can be certain that scientists remain vigilant to our cause in hopes to find out who we are.

To read the story please check out the following link:

New species discovered

All's Quiet on the Sasquatch front

2010-03-13T11:58:00.000-08:00

It's a balmy +2 degrees celsius today, and the snow is melting quite rapidly. This is unusual for parts around here, as we have witnesses snow storms in April, and snow over four feet high. This year, the snow is melting rapidly and the skidooers are making their last efforts to sail on the bit of snow that they can; this I'm afraid has impacted our research quite severely.

For reasons that are long and tedious to explain, the skidoo path was removed from the valley, and the best suitable place I supposed was to place the route infront of our house. ( No one talked to us about this, mind you.)The tall looming trees that act as sentinels between our world and the unknown inhabitants of the forest, normally sheltered us quite nicely and provided a comfortable backdrop of shelter and confidence. ( On both our parts, I imagine.)

It is mainly the hunters that use this path, and it has intruded into more than one territory, as it is plainly streamlined through our property on the front, that faces the entrance to where we suspect our nightime/daytime visitors come from. (In front of our looming trees)

Now with the snow melting, the noise of the 12 or so bypassers rev and scoot past at all hours of the night, sounding like a raging swarm of bees, or angry hornets. Bwwaaaaa, brrwaaaeh they shout making their appearance known and I can sometimes count the snow beasts by the reflection of the light they cast inside my bedroom window.

As much as this is an annoyance, I really don't want to complain, everyone has to have their fun, and had I, we had skidoos, we'd be out there tearing up the powdery crystal sugar snow too. It truly looks like fun!!

But today, enough is enough. Last night 10 skidoos wizzed past, and there is no snow left on the pathway, and to them I suppose it doesn't matter. It's a small price to pay to divert into the fields that are blanketed with billowy white sticky stuff.

I arose this morning, early, four hours of sleep, not because of the skidooers. I can put up with alot, but new high speed internet that wouldn't work- the techie inside of me had to figure this one out. But never the less, I was up early and was reminded that in order to possibly stop the mechanical beasts from further rooting up my lawn, exposing roots and such, I drove my jeep down the drive and parked it right in their way, as a sign to say, please, it's your time to go. (Of course my statement says more than that, and my thoughts truly went there. But I'm over it. Bygones.)

( As much as we all would like to hoot and hollar at the annoyance, I do have a reputation to uphold. If the silent creatures are looking on, maybe they will take a cue and learn that I'm not so bad, I'm quite tolerant...)

I don't think so either, but hey it makes for a filler for a rambling story anyway.

In a nutshell, we have had no activity in the form of foot tracks on our property that we have seen. Last year it was peaceful and quiet, this year, the creatures have had to put up with alot of changes that directly effect them in more ways than one.

I'm not sure how this spring will play out. We all anticipate, and speculate, but in reality, we all know who's in charge.

Another curiosity

2010-01-21T12:13:00.000-08:00

I want to deviate from my last post a bit as I know some of you may be anxiously waiting for what is on the other end of the continuation of our story. Or not. Maybe some of you have an idea already as to what I keep dragging out in long winded tales of what is beyond any reasoning of the unknown. I have to say that I have a new found respect for all those involved with Sasquatch research and I too am anxiously awaiting to see what happens this next summer.

I have been planning out our garden on paper and getting seed packets ready as I usually start seedlings inside mid Feb/early March, and I was reminded of a curiosity that I had neglected to mention or even jot down. At the time I thought little of its significance, but the more I think about it, the more I am drawn to it.

We have a manure pile near our garden, actually if you go to the post http://saskencounters.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-see-me-now.html

that has our picture of what we conclude to be a jeuvenile Sasquatch laying posterior on its front, behind him is where we have a manure pile.( you can't see it) But just to give you an idea. Although it doesn't show as a dirt mount, it has since been grown in with weeds and wild grasses.

I was getting some dirt from this pile last summer and I was trying to dig in an area that did not have so many ants. I began digging closer to the middle of the pile and I happened to dig up a chicken breast that I had put out at the bait site. I can't tell you when I had done this, because when I had found it, I had stopped putting food out for the creature all together. Chicken is very expensive and for me, it is what I eat. I do not eat read meat if I can help it. With my husband being off work due to the economic crisis, we have had to seriously curb our spending, and Sasquatch research has been one of our sacrifices.

This bagged chicken was not recent, it couldn't have been, but it was about five feet into the pile, and about three feet down, and perfectly preserved! The manuer pile was full of ants, and I honestly couldn't find a spot without a colony. This chicken was untouched! It looked stale but surprisingly not moldy or rotten!

I know that my dogs did not put this there because they have been on their dog runs all summer because they wander off and chase the neighboring cows. Honestly we have acres and acres of land, and these dogs still wander off. Go figure.

Anyway, It had me thinking. It is quite possible that a coyote or bear would have done this, but the baggie did not have any holes in it, and the chicken did not have any marks in it. The dirt mound was only disturbed where I had put the shovel into it. I did not see any coyote tracks, bear tracks or anything out of the ordinary to show that a wild animal would have buried this little morsel.

This leaves me to question, does Sasquatch bury it's food to save for later? If it does, then maybe that would be an area to research. Research has shown that at the very least Sasquatch does dig a hole and store some sort of food such as corn and berries in the hole that it has dug. Whether it covers it up, that I am uncertain about.

The interesting aspect is, why didn't it come back to retrieve this morsel? Did it forget? Was this instinct? Did it do this out of necessity or was it again something for me to find?

Whatever it is, leave nothing to chance, and never give in to speculation. All information however big or small is worthy of noting it down and saving for later.

Random Ramblings Part two:

2010-01-16T22:50:00.000-08:00

I was outside calling my puppy, Daxter, a chihuahua. ( Sadly he died that fall. Dug up some posionous plant bulbs.) I rounded the house, near the initial bait site. I should have been more intuitive to carefully look over in that direction, but noooooo. I just walked the yard calling for Daxter.

I didn't know it, but he was hiding. I saw some movement through the trees. I was honestly only about 15 feet away from this creature! But there was the tree line that separated me from him/her and I couldn't get a good view. What I did see was what I thought was a deer. A whilte tailed deer, because I saw the tail shake up in the air. That calmed my nerves when I saw that. I said to myself 'it's only a deer' but my eyes followed the backside down the thigh, which didn't look like a deer thigh, then I saw a leg, which didn't look like a deer leg... then I saw the leg with no slender ankle or hoof... it was just flat at the end.

I even said to myself then that I couldn't be looking at a coyote, because the leg was THICK! I can't say I saw a foot or paw... I just know there was no hoof! My mind didn't put two and two together, and I asked my husband what I could have seen; if bears have tails that stick up like white tailed deer. Bears do not have tails that stick up and wag when alerted or frightened.

I actually saw this from a deer in our yard, it scared me because it was dark out and I thought I was looking at a pack of coyotes or wolves because I wasn't expecting to see such bushy tails! It was dark, and I only had a powerful flashlight shining on them. ( yeah, I laugh at me too!)

Anyway, the creature took off in one leap. I couldn't follow it with my eyesight because it was GONE! I heard it leave the yard, but I tried to follow some tracks in the dirt, there wasn't any. Just a scoop in the ground underneath the hanging lid with peanut butter on it. I say scoop, because it was like some big hand scooped some dirt out of the ground. I thought maybe that this could have been where a foot, paw or hoof ( I still say hoof, ) was firmly planted as the creature leaped up and across to where it was going for safety. This is speculation, but the fact that I couldn't find any hoof prints, if this was a deer that had leaped into the air- a good three feet into the air- nothing.

I didn't want to believe this. Honestly, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me, and after this was all over- maybe 30 seconds or less even... I called for my dog, and he was so scared, it took alot of coaxing to assure him, I wasn't going to hurt him.

This little dog was my bud. He was awesome! He'd follow me where ever, and go play with Mugs, visit with my daughter and husband for a while, but always would come find me out, and cuddle and spend time with me. I have to say I miss the little fella...

DON"T plant any bulbs near in your flower bed if you have pets. PLEASE!

Well, back to this... whatever I saw.

Like I mentioned before with my first sighting, I have opted out to tell all the details because I myself didn't want to believe it, and I easily dismissed the seconed so called sighting as a deer. It wasn't hard to see through the trees, they are not thick by any means, we have done some serious clean up and pruning and I should have been able to see more than I did. I would have, if I was paying attention.

For me sometimes putting one and one together isn't so obvious. I didn't want it to add up.

The second sighting, confirms something about the first sighting. Although they are two seperate events, it is the strangeness, and anomolous behavior that makes them similar.

Some may suggest I saw the creatures ability to shape shift, that I don't know. But what I do know is that this creature has abilities that we cannot understand. Just because I cannot shapeshift, does not make me an authority on the matter whether it exists or not, but it is an idea that I am now willing to explore.

My first sighting, as you know came about when I was outside praying. I opened my eyes to see a DARK- almost GREY like SHADOW of an outline of sasquatch moving like it was on rollers ( Like a dolly for a movie). It was through the tree line and the more I looked at it, the more it APPEARED. The Shadow became more defined, and went from a grey to a black... I ran up to the tree line, because I started to see color! I saw a cinnamon colored type creature facing away from me, and it stopped moving. The more I stared, the clearer and crisper it became. I could see it's shagginess, like a wet grizzly bear. I stared at it, and DID NOT BLINK. I did not want to take my eyes off of it. I could have stayed there for hours it felt like- taking in the moment. My knees were weak with fear and yet I was fascinated. It's face was away from me, and for however long it stood, it did NOT MOVE. I couldn't see it breathing! I didn't notice; I should say.

A truck was coming towards us from the distance, and believe me, I did not take my eyes off this thing, and suddenly, it disappeared! Right before my eyes. I thought maybe this creature ducked down in the grass so quickly I couldn't tell, but I scanned the low parts to see if I could detect movement, NOTHING. I could not see any creature amongst the grass or any movement in any direction... I know what I saw, this thing was in standing position, its head did not lower, its shoulders did not lower, it simply just vanished!

I thought I was going frickin nuts then. I had heard some stories of what country life can do to a city slicker, but I have to say that country life suits me just fine. I love it!

My husband was trying to convince me that I probably saw the creature duck down in the grass, but I'm the type of person who is a right fighter. I don't have to be right, but when I know I am right when it counts, then I will do what I can to prove myself. My word means alot to me, and if my husband couldn't trust my word... then well... I just couldn't have that.

This sent me on my- what I called before an obsession. It has taken hold of me from all directions and hasn't let go. I was diven so deeply that I searched the internet in all areas that I could, trying to make sense of all of this. I was bound to get a picture, I wanted video- I set up a digital cam corder in a windo that faces an area where my neighbour had seen a creature like I described... months went by, nothing. I would wake up at five in the morning, and turn on the recorder and go back to bed. I would go to bed with it running. I would take hours out of my day scanning for evidence on the video. No one can say I wasn't determined. I had to know. I wanted to know.

My husband was finally convinced I saw something, because no matter how much I told him, I would not deviate from what I saw. Both stories did not change. It became something I had to prove to myself and more than anything that I wasn't crazy.

Soooo, the next anonamoly I experienced, I was thankful my husband was home, and we experienced it together. After what we encountered, he was convinced that what I saw on my own, was 'something' ...

Continued...

Random Ramblings part one

2010-01-16T21:50:00.000-08:00

I cannot believe it is the middle of January.(+1 degree today!) Honestly, I am stumped how we have come so far. My family, probably not unlike your families, have been tried and tested and put through this economic ringer. It has been a time that has tested my patience, and called for patience. And had my family not gone through this, we would not have discovered just how strong we are. Love is the glue that holds families together and I truly hope that all of you can find peace and unity with your loved ones and hold onto your love. That is something money cannot buy, nor can resessions take away. 'One can't live on love' as my mom always used to say, but while that is true, I'd like to add, one can lean on it in times of great need.

I mention this because I imagine that is some situations, sasquatch research has had to take a back seat to other important matters. Sometimes I wonder if this research is a luxury, it certainly can seem that way, but quite honestly, it is a daunting challenge. As fun as it may seem, I can honestly say that even when I am not researching or searching, I still am. It's haunting!

I am serious. I was telling my husband one day, every time I pull the jeep into the drive, I can't help but wonder to myself and secretly ask the question, 'Are you out there hiding behind the tree? Were you peeking through my windows while I was gone? Did you pet my kittens and toy with them? Will you walk in front of my jeep scaring my daughter in the back seat?'

These are all repetitive questions I ask myself, and every time I step out my doors, I am faced with the realization of sasquatch. No, not in physical form, but it may as well be. Once you enter into its realm, you can never go back. It's habit forming to have the thoughts encircle your brain and encrust themselves deep within down to the depths of your subconsious.

Every time the dogs bark, and they bark steady. I wonder are they barking at... ? Not today, and not for a while. The yard is littered with deer tracks, that come within five feet of the dog's runs. Tonight, the dogs could be barking at the wind, who knows. But it seems that when I am waiting for something to happen, nothing does. It's when I let my defenses down I am taken off guard.

I took down the rope yesterday. I'm tired of being taunted. I'm tired of feeling like that rat on that endless maze. I'm tired, not drained, just ready for the next step, hurdle or challenge.

What's their purpose if they don't want to engage in contact? I know they do, the calling cards are there, that's why I took down the rope. I want to be the one to have the final say. Am I frickin crazy to be negotiating with a wild- but inteligent creature?

I walked the field today. For January there is hardly any snow. In the deep recesses of the field maybe 3 feet. But one can still see the grass. I went out to the barn. It is such an abandoned place. There is one place I won't go. It's on our property and I walked it this past spring by myself. I wish I had the camera with me. It's a place that clearly showed something was there recently before my arrival. It gave me the chills to walk among the trees and know that this was a perfect hide out.

A neighbour suggested that the sasquatch may travel through the culvert that borders our tree line. That's where I decided to go. This is where I saw a circular pattern of crow feathers laid out so neatly- methodically. Any wild coyote would have torn a bird into shreds and the evidence would have been blood, bones, and scatters of feathers strewn all over the place. This was such an oddity, I wanted to go back and get my camera, but I did not return. It's a place that felt VERY off limits. I don't want to push the boundaries any further than I have to.

The bird feathers are stuck in my mind. To describe it in more detail would be to imagine a dead bird and someone plucking it of its feathers. Not strewing them about but placing them around the bird as the creature continued plucking. All feather ends pointed into the middle. (The hollow bone end) I searched for feet, bones, beak, blood... nothing, except a sense that I shouldn't be there.

This was one of those times when my defenses were down. I was taken off guard because I hadn't deliberately set out to do any research. I just wanted to go for a walk. And that brings me to my point. Many times I have been caught off guard, not paying attention and something happens. I mean I have been so absent minded, that any collective research has not been gathered, or could be held in question because I was not focused enough. When I am evidence gathering, nothing happens. It's something that I do suspect Sasquatch may be in control of.

I know they don't want their picture taken, and I have experienced some sort of phenomenon, I couldn't explain. I had a hard time talking about it because I didn't want to believe it. But I know what my eyes showed me, or what my eyes were led to percieve... it was the summer before last, about a month after my initial sighting...

Show and tell

2009-11-05T22:38:00.000-08:00

I decided to go for a walk by myself a few days ago (NOV4). It was a sunny day, and the weather was/is unusually warm for a Saskatchewan November, and I decided to take advantage of it.

My intention was to just enjoy the walk, without looking for any signs of Sasquatch, but I can say I honestly didn't get very far, as I didn't even get a chance to leave my back yard when I noticed that there was something different about a certain tree...

I have taken pictures of this tree before- and again the same tree comes into question.

What I noticed is that although I cannot reach the limb, and as thick as it was in diameter, the branches from the limb were slightly lower. than what I recognized them to be. I walked up to the limb and noticed that the rope that had once been tied to it, was no longer TIED, but DRAPED over it!!!!! And not only that, but there was another long yellow piece of rope added to it- knotted in the same fashion. The end of this yellow rope was tied to a limb that had broken off the tree. (the limb is buried under a skiff of snow)

An interesting note is that, this could have only occured from the time between this post and last post, because that is the last time I checked this tree for any visible signs of alteration, and there was absolutely nothing that I could tell that had been moved or out of place.

Another interesting topic to include here- the books that I left out- are still there. Mind you, I wrote a message in one and I suspected that it would not be taken for that reason.

Why after all this time, has the rope been tampered with?

It seems that things that they do, or do not do, sends a deliberate message. (When we discovered the bones around the yard for the dogs, and spoke about it openly to eachother(Not that we showed any distain, just made a note that we knew where they were coming from)- the bones stopped appearing. When I noticed that the buckets of water were being emptied from the garden- that too, stopped. (Not that I minded, but again recognized who drank the water)When I noticed the books were being taken, that didn't stop- because I deliberately set some out to be taken, they were- until my message in one of the books.

Does that have anything to do with anything? I'm not certain, but evidence is mounting...The book title that I wrote my message in just happened to be "A stranger is watching"

I personally do believe that the rope draped over the limb was for us to find. It was a deliberate act- a message if you will and I think it speaks volumes- if one is listening rather than watching.

Here today, Gone tomorrow

2009-10-12T22:57:00.000-07:00

Living on an acreage with lots of trees, brings lots of tree maintanence. It's been a job I have been doing for two summers now, trimming back the dead fall, and most likely inadvertently dismantling sitting areas that Sasquatch could sit down comfortably while remaining hidden and quietly watch the house.

The area I am working, I have set up a fire pit, so instead of hauling the tree limbs, sticks and dead fall off I can burn on site- along the tree line and it is somewhere where I keep close watch because it is so close to Sasquatch's known walking trail, I am wary that maybe I'll snip the branch that allows me perfect view... wishful thinking I suppose, or unnessary dread.

Friday was the last time I was over there working, trying to get a fire going from the damp wood, drying it out over hot coals trying to get in a bit more work in between snow flakes. I brought out two old books with me to use as fire starter. I had one complete book and a bit of one left when I decided that I had had enough of inhaling caustic smoke and decided to leave things as they were. I had intended on going back out the next day, but snow came. And it came the day after that too.

Today I went out to collect the tree snips, and remembered that I had left the books out- but they were gone. I thought to myself when I left them out that they probably would go missing, since a week before that, I left out half of a torn out book, and that too, went missing.

To our knowledge things have not gone missing before, except our animals- our lovely kitten Mogli, and our chihouhua, Daxter- but he was returned, and the incident that occured with him, we'll never know for sure.

Books going missing? Interesting indeed because in the last post I mentioned or questioned rather if these creatures have intelligence.

I said to my husband tonight, that them taking books, and not the tree snips shows that they do have intelligence, and speaks towards letting us know that they do. He agreed.

We have a shop that is open to them- or anyone for that matter- we're out in the middle of nowhere... we have bikes, skate board, tennis rackets, balls, hula hoops, plastic lawn chairs, tools, rope- nothing is ever touched. If it is, it is put back in its rightful place.

I know this to be true of the pictures of the baby monitor I have- they were curious enough to play with it, and the photos show it is moved but they put it back as they found it, and had I not had the pictures to prove otherwise, I would never have known.

I never left them or offered them- books- toys yes, and trinkets, but books, it never crossed my mind. It has been a while since I left food out for them... Surely they must have known the books were not intended for them? And the curious thing about this is when I would leave food, only portions of the food would remain- as if in respect, politeness or leaving it as their offering- we have never been offered anything from them in our kindness. No rocks, no animals, dead or alive, no trinkets, no toys, no gems, not even a feather. Now they take books that weren't even offered, and do not leave anything for us in return- still, I'd like to jokingly say 'How rude' but could this in itself be a message?

I am begining to think so- ( I'll let you all ponder this one.)

Does silence really speak volumes?

2009-10-02T17:56:00.000-07:00

Is summer really over? I am sitting here almost dumbfounded at how quickly time seems to pass by and I wonder if the creatures that make their home in the woods would ever have any sense of time and wonder about it and do they think of me, like I think of them? Sounds odd doesn't it? But with nothing really to report, these curiosities haunt me as we will have no choice but to wait out the winter months and contemplate and wonder some more.

I dread Saskatchewan winters. This will be our third winter here, and already we can feel its chill creeping in on our surroundings with little warning. The only thing I am looking forward to is perhaps discovering more tracks, and hopefully better defined ones.

I wish I had something to report, some exciting news and all I can say is that our visitors came and looked in on us now and again, but without any visual contact, events are still left to conjecture and speculation.

We had curious things happen no doubt such as water left in the buckets near the garden suddenly emptied and the garden well tapped dry of water because the pump was left on all night. Each time I was complacent in my awareness of ever turning the power off to the pump, but knowing my routine, I was certain I turned off the power- as I had never left the water running before... but can I be sure? But then again having the water drained from the buckets more than three times, has lead me to believe that something was coming back for clean water.

Could it be that simple?

The yard was littered with bones, as I mentioned in a posting, but as soon as we verbally noticed this to eachother, my husband and I noticed, that these bone treats left for the dogs stopped all together. ( Eventhough we were certain of visitations at night)

Could these creatures be that intelligent? What makes a creature intelligent and what makes us the authority on intelligence?

I know, I'm finally catching up with some of you out there- I'm begining to think of these creatures not as creatures at all but more of a people. However primitive they may be, the abilities that they have shown (To us, and to those who have witnessed their abilities) are far greater than what I can comprehend.

The abilities that they are capable of, show to me, my primitiveness. It isn't a jealousy that I hold as much as why. The why questions I have, science has yet to answer, and the more I myself try to understand, the more I am led towards answers that only one's faith can answer.

Is it really that cut and dry?

I never thought possible for one minute that these ( For a lack of a better word) creatures- peoples were anything but wild animals. I was open to the possibility that they may be a hybrid of a type of creature yet to be discovered, but when I happened to fall upon the speech pattern audio clips (as if by mistake) and hearing words formed through audible voice sent me on an excusion that I did not expect or plan for.

You know the saying, careful what you go looking for, you just might find it?

My husband was excited, I was not. I actually cried because my faith did not allow me to believe in another peoples along side God's creation. As far as I am concerned then and now- we are it. ( Which led to more why's)

I forced myself to listen to the words and speech patterns and forced myself to believe in the possibility. Okay in all fairness... Animals can talk, I just happen to be unable to speak dog or cat, horse or cow. But in all understanding, animals do speak and birds have the ability to imitate human speech and understand abit of what they are saying...

Then a few months ago something happened, at which I still am reluctant to talk about. But even after that- I was contacted. Not by physical interaction, but by with what I have read others have encountered... communication through telepathic means.

I can honestly say I felt violated on some level that these beings, being total strangers to me- since we had not been formally introduced, was trying to make its presence known to me under the cover of the darkened night. I was outside, alone and was taken by surprise by a feeling of woosiness. I was not afraid- had I not had previous knowledge that they were capable of doing such a thing, I would have been thinking I perhaps had something wrong with me physically and been terribly afraid for my health not personal safety.

I know this sounds abit hokey but one can read very real events on other sites who have experienced similar sensations when they have been on expeditions. So what I am talking about is nothing new (although it is to me and I don't like it) It is something that science cannot explain and cannot easily dismiss.

I have not encountered this again since I adamantly put a stop to it when I was contacted several other times on different occasions.

The feeling I had that night left me knowing that something was out in the tree line, I did not ask in my mind who, or what. I just knew that it was out there silent, watching, waiting. I sat on the stoop in defiance perhaps hoping for a physical sighting, but then my whole being felt the need to enter the house. I was not given any feeling of fear, and I did not give into any. This was just a simple feeling of a need to enter the house because it was a wise thing to do at that moment.

The next day I took my husband to the area where I thought this creature had been and we found a odd curiosity. There was a piece of fencing one may use to contain elk in. Something which we do have on our property and was two feet in length and a foot and a half wide, but was folded and wedged into place three feet high into a tree. This fencing came from a place back in our wooded area that was left to neglect. There is absolutely no possible way any wind or gusting wind could have taken this fencing from that place to where we had found it.

The surrounding fir trees alone act as a barrier and would have prevented any occurence or act of nature from doing so. The tree that we found this in was also in an area where we have been quite active in doing maintanence and yard clean up and this tree was a tree that recieved much needed pruning. So there is absolutely no way we could have overlooked this curious find. It simply was not there before the night of contact and someone with inteligence put it there.

We decided to put an apple in it's place, and not to our surprise, the next morning the apple was gone.

These creatures for what ever reason remain elusive and as the questions of Why's continue to mount, I am certain of this, physically they have absolutely no possible reason to fear us, even when armed we know from stories and others experiences that a gun is not enough to stop these beings from doing what they set out to do. I suspect they know they have the intelligence to know this.

Going on a bear hunt... Not!

2009-08-13T05:18:00.000-07:00

Black bears are a common thing around our area, and after living on this beautiful property for over two years, my husband, Paul finally saw what neighbours have been telling us to keep an eye out for.

As described to me, it was a full sized black bear, running along the ditch, perhaps trying to get away from the fast moving vehicle as the steady drone of the tires churned up way ward stones and pebbles, causing them to torpedo in every direction. It was just one, but for me, for anyone, one bear is enough to contend with.

We read a news paper article, at the time of us considering this place for purchase, about a man who was attacked by a black bear not far from here. This man was hospitalized and when the bear was found, it was determined it had rabies.

Another story, word of mouth from our neighbour who lives perhaps only five miles away, had his dog chase a black bear up a tree, two summers ago. And that same neighbour told us that every summer at least one momma bear and her two cubs travel our back fields, but they "don't stay" we are reassured... not.

Last night I was abruptly woken up, not by any noise, it was just one of those times where you just find yourself awake. I had fallen asleep while listening to the monitor and turned it off in my sleep, and decided to turn it back on.

I heard the oddest noise last night... a noise that I can't be sure how to describe it. In my mind I imagined that it could be all sorts of reasons concerning sasquatch, but shortly after I heard two distinct noises that showed me that not everything that goes bump in the night, or makes a sound in the darkness is in fact courtesy of our neighbourhood sasquatch.

It in fact was more likely the bear my husband had seen only 8 kilometers up the road a few days ago.
I heard on the monitor two distinct snorts or snuffles- like a pig, and I knew what it was... Saskatchewan does not have wild pig and we certainly do not farm any domestic pig, so when I woke up this morning, I confirmed what I heard with Paul.

Luckily we had not put out food for sasquatch, I haven't for a few days and certainly not now until this bear is gone!

Paul has had to contend with bear on many occassions. It isn't uncommon for one or two or three to come up to the garbage bin on an oil rig( paul's work) that is placed out in the middle of the deep forest and investigate. One even sent Paul running for safety, ( Oh the bear stories the guys have to tell... and oh yeah... there's even a sasquatch story... but I'll save that for another post)

In a totally different situation altogether, Paul was saved from a potential bear attack and this I'd like to share with you.

He was in the woods on a working camping trim with his brother and they had settled in thier tent for the night and were both sound asleep. ( I would have to say that the two men snoring would have brought in the bear alone... boy you men can certainly SNORE! haha)

Paul was literally shoved out of a deep sleep and actually thought it was his brother who shoved him, but as Paul sat up in his sleeping bag and saw the silhouette of the bear on the outside of the tent, he had no choice but to wake his brother who groggily told him that he was not the one who did any shoving.

Paul had been sleeping on his side and was literally shoved onto his front, it wasn't violent in nature just forceful enough to send him on his face, and when they spotted the bear, they shot two shells into the air and sent the bear scurring into the dark of the forest.

What was this unseen force that woke Paul up abruptly to ensure their safety? No one knows for certain, It defininetly wasn't sasquatch...but there is a song that can sum it up best.

"All night, all day, angels watching over me my Lord,
All night, all day, angels watching over me."

Happy camping...

A baggie full of popcorn

2009-07-27T22:28:00.000-07:00

The other night my husband and I decided to relax around our fire pit, and as we sat there in silence soaking up the heat and becoming mesmerized by the hypnotic flames, something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention.

I turned quickly only to scare off what had momentarily been frozen in its tracks. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness this animal was hiding in, I followed its sihlouette down to the tip of its tail, which was a dead give away- a Red Fox! Honestly this little guy was not more than 8 feet way from me. What an awesome thing to have happened... the local wildlife can pass by a person without even notice.

The next day I was working here in the office, and the big picturesque window reflected its secret onto my computer screen, I turned in the big office chair to see the same red fox, not more than two feet away from the outer house wall, making its way diagnally across the path of the front door.

" Front door, go look! Front door quick" I called to our daughter, and she was able to spy on this fox for quite some time while he scrounged and sniffed the ground for any morsel of left over popcorn.

I have been leaving popcorn in small baggies at the bait site, in a deliberate line suspended from seperate trees to see if we can determine the line of travel of our sasquatch creature, and yes we have had positive results and today as I checked the baggies for any sign of activity or curiosity, I noticed the bottom of one baggie was missing.

The evidence from looking at it showed that the baggie had been cruedly cut, but not stretched as if someone wanted to rip the bag open, this was deliberate and after finding the bottom of the bag five feet from its original location, I noticed that there were no teeth marks, or markings in it other than what I put in it. ( I hung it from a limb by piercing the bag onto said limb)

I brought the baggie in the house, and my husband suggested that this perhaps was made with crued tool, but then we both remembered an event taken from "Backyard Bigfoot" describing and showing fingernail marks that were made by possibly sasquatch clawing its grip into the face of a horse.

So then I decided to do an experiment, I took a baggie, and with my long nails I tried to score the bag with my thumb and middle finger. I chose my middle finger because given that there was popcorn in the bag, this would have been a stronger and sturdier finger to use and given the size of the creatures hand, it would have been easier for the contents to dump into his hand with less spillage.

I scored the entire width of the baggie, and didn't make a cut mark through and through, I then concentrated on the edge of the baggie, just a few inches and scored deeply... then I gently pulled... the effect is what you see in the picture below. I deliberately did not pull the bag completely apart as to show which baggie was handled by me, and that of our possible culprit, Sasquatch.

Bag that had popcorn in it and found cut in half

Bag that I cut using my fingernails

Dem bones

2009-07-18T03:30:00.000-07:00

I have to appologize for being so "cryptic" in my posts as of late. I honestly had to put down this side of my life for a bit in order to regroup and help myself make sense of it all. (story is coming)

My family and I are closer to the truth, but what that is, I am yet uncertain. Events still continue to much to my surprise because we have uped the ante so to speak.

Our dogs are now outside full time, on a long dog lead that allows them the space to run... but only in a straight line, and this for reasons beyond our control is in direct line with sasquatch and their path they take around our yard.

I honestly thought that this would deter the elusive creatures but if it had, it has only been for a short time when our dogs were not leashed. Mugs loves to chase cattle, and we have already had the neighbour call us concerning this, and so now... we have no choice. ( You think with all this beautiful land, a dog could roam free... nope... they prefer someone else's back yard! Funny when Sasquatch is around, one hides under the truck, and the other stays on the back porch)

We do take them for walks but we do so with caution, there is a wolf pack in the area and one was seen on the back side of our property, and another right infront on the road.

" Lions and tigers and bears...(OH MY)" comes to mind, and frankly it is not the sasquatch that I fear, it is the bears, and the wolves.

We live about three pastures away from the forestry on our backside, and to the east less than a mile away from the same forested area. When one drives along the road that passes by infront of our place, and approaches the forestry line, one can see a provicial wild life protection sign signifying that the sasquatch that inhabit this area live on crown land.

What I find most curious is when I went out to spend some time with the dogs today, I noticed again animal bones around the dogs. These are sizable bones from a large animal and there is absolutely no way that our dogs could have gotten off their leads and gone and found these bones on their own.

My husband and I only buy dog bones you find in the pet section at Wal-mart or Sobey's and we know that we have not gone out in the big wide woods and supplied them with such a tasty treat.

We noticed bones around the yard before the dogs were leash bound, but we assumed that they went off into the woods and brought them home. A likely conclusion, that could very well be true, but now... we know that something is bringing these bones in.

The bones that I found were just out of the dogs reach, and when I picked it up and gave it to Mugs, he sniffed it, but did not want it the other dog was happy to recieve his gift.

We have found calf, cow leg bones, the spine of some small animal ( Small coyote?) leg bone of a small deer with the marrow and some sinew left attached along with other various sizes of bones at varying stages of decomposition, but large enough for a big dog to mow down on for quite some time.

All sorts of speculation come to mind and I can only say that these bones are specifically for the dogs, to either keep them from barking or as an offering( I'll give you these, just don't chase me)

The one conclusion I can think of is perhaps it may be the latter.

I do not doubt I heard our juevenile on the monitor this morning. I fell asleep with the monitor by my ear, but tucked abit under my pillow, when I woke to a loud " BANG" I sat up and turned the monitor closer to my ear. (3:00 AM)

I heard the familiar tap tap tap, and BANG and I also could hear movement of sorts, and I could hear a return whap from off in the distance. The tree whaps would get somewhat close to one another, but never meeting... then I heard something that I've always wanted to hear.

Bipedal footsteps running in a scurring pattern. (3:09 AM)

I was intently listening on the monitor, and I could hear movement through the floor among the canopy of trees near the initial bait site. I heard Mugs bark a few times, and then four distinct slapping patterns on the ground one after another. Slap, Slap, Slap,Slap.

I understand that others have said that this sounds like bare feet slapping on pavement. It does!
Or at least for me, the sound reminds me when someone slaps their foot on water.

It only lasted a few seconds, the creature ran just long enough to get out of the line of sight from Mugs, and then the tapping again commenced.

One of the taping or light tree whaps sounded like a tree was hit with something hollow, and then it occured to me, most of the bones the dogs are given are in fact hollow.

I wonder...

A years worth, part two

2009-06-20T17:41:00.000-07:00

I can thankfully say that I have been forced to put this in its proper perspective. With that said, I know that the season for our opportunity with this creature is almost at an end. I can't say with certainty that this summer will be the last, but I can't say that what we are encountering will continue either. Too much has happened.

How to make a long story short? I am not sure that I can. The events of last weekend has prompted this post. Although this has been a long time in the making, I have been waiting to write this in order to expose this creature with undeniable proof, but I suspect the proof that everyone is searching for will never come.

I am throughly convinced that Sasquatch knows EXACTLY what electronic devices are and what we use them for and what we intend to use them for concerning this creature. I and my husband, know how they know.

The facts out weigh conjecture. Other people's experiences can attest to that.

The proof is going to come and has to come from unconventional means and to expose this creature is to not only expect the unexpected but allow one's own heart and mind to let go of pre-existing mindsets to allow for bigger possibilities.

Science doesn't have an answer for everything and she is often times wrong eventhough she'd never admit it. And this begs the question, does Sasquatch's existence require scientific proof?
Not when you are not ruled by science.

Our family isn't, nor are countless of other people experiencing the same thing but our approach was scientific, that proved to show us idle results. Science can only go so far to prove the validity of something, and in fact has caused division among its own ranks because of proof to the contrary of certain findings ( Dawin)

Just because " I think there for I am" sounds plausible doesn't make it any more true although it sounds like it is shrouded in wisdom. There truly is wisdom in science and I will never neglect to give credit where credit is due, but there is wisdom in God's perfect design and there has to be a connection between our faith and all things that concern Sasquatch. Right?
I am convinced of that and as we were nearing our findings last week, confirmation landed right at our back door... almost literally.

We encountered an unconventional phenomenon that others claim to have experienced. I was truly under the belief that if it hasn't happened to me, well I'll believe that those people believe they experienced something, but until I experience it... we did. I was always careful not to judge and remain humble in my inexperience.

Now I am even more humbled. I cannot deny what this phenomenon is because we have experienced it before but in a different manner that had nothing to do with Sasquatch and every thing to do with our then defunct Christian walk.

We have come so far from where we once were.

Continued...

A year's worth of reflecting... Part one

2009-06-15T20:32:00.000-07:00

It's been over a year now since my sighting of Sasquatch. The day passed with a nostaligic yearning hoping that in the moments of that day, I would have recieved another sighting. I wish I had some news to report but sadly I do not.

I took the day reflecting back on all the information I have gathered and learned and I have to say I am very fortunate. I am humbled and honored to be apart of something so big, beyond me and I am so greatful to the friendships I have made, and the help that I have recieved.

The information is invaluable and with each step that I ventured deeper into the realm of Sasquatch, I was pulled in even deeper. My analytical mind could not be quelled because it seemed every story was unique unto itself. Although each encounter held similarities, the unknown factors left me with more questions that I was not willing to come up with speculative answers for.

It seemed with each new area that I dared to tred, theories that were answered brought in new realities. Although I have some what deviated from my initial goal since the inception of this blog, the deviation has not led me astray, it was in my own precepts and mindsets, and what I wanted to believe so deeply in that I ignored some key personal realities and conclusions of my own.

People only hear or see what they want to hear or see. Very rarely do they accept something other than what their own reality and minds are willing to accept. This has been very true with me and my own quest with Sasquatch.

I left some interesting facts out in my own sighting because I feared of being labled as a lunatic, and in fact I take great importance in my reputation as an inspirational writer and having my credentials speak for myself within the pages of my books that I guard my name very heavily.
And for that, I did not and still am apprehensive to speak out.

My search for the reality and validity of Sasquatch has taken a different turn. I am not so stressed to prove that this creature exists, because it does, but I am hard pressed to prove what this creature is and isn't. With that said, I am am willing to consider the possibilities especially since these "Possibilites" have decided to tred into my back yard.

As I have stated in other posts, it is important that we as researchers, enthusiasts or however one wants to label Sasquatch/Bigfoot phenomenon that we regard all evidence and do not attempt to pick and choose to accept evidence which is easier to believe than others. I am guilty for it in my own experience.

Even sharing what I experienced to its entirety with my husband, he was not convinced and tried to suggest that perhaps my mind was playing tricks on me. I have never believed in my heart and soul so deeply as to what I saw and this was the driving force to search out the truth.

At times I thought that I was actually going crazy because seeing Sasquatch changes you- for good. There is no going back and once you begin, there is no longer a proverbial carrot dangling in front of you, there is a very real fish hook stuck deep within towing you with an invisible line.

It begins with a passion, or in my case a delusion and it was one I coudn't shake. The thoughts and information played an endless record in my head that invaded my every thought including my dreams. Something that I never asked for invaded me and took me emotionally hostage. I realized that other aspects of my life were falling by the wayside. In six months it was almost like I became one with Sasquatch in the fact that I fed off of every tidbit of information, and any new find sent me deeper on a unquenchable quest.

Obsessed? Yes, I'd say so, and I am the first to admit it.

Where is the tree?

2009-05-12T13:58:00.000-07:00

In the last post I mentioned that a tree had fallen, we suspect due to weather conditions, this particular tree showed no signs of weakening or wear before its untimely demise.

With woodpeckers, birch beetles, and weather as well as a host of other unseen culprits, nature has a way of culling its own to make way for the new.

This however is not our greatest concern, what piqued our curiosity is where the big tree top landed. In this picture below you can see the broken tree, and it fell to the right ( your right) through the trees and onto the platform- or makeshift tree stand.

The next picture shows a close up of the broken platform and the missing tree. Where is it? We are uncertain, but it should be there and it is not, this is where the conundrum lies. If Bigfoot/Sasquatch does not exist, then what or who moved the tree?

This area certainly seems to be like a playground of sorts as just off to the left ( your left) is a big fallen tree that the beavers fell last fall, there are shriveled leaves still attached to the branches of this tree, and although the pictures show a bit of a mess, the whole thing acts as one giant lean to or sheltered area. What is new about this area is that there are unusual stick formations that clearly are not natural and were not there before. It seems as these formations are around the perimiter of this "natural" shelter and I took some pictures inside and noticed groupings of sticks and twigs inside as well. Another interesting note, Sasquatch, seem to use opportunity to their advantage, because they have the ideal view to our home, to watch our comings and goings or to perhaps watch the activity going on inside...

(A picture of the fallen tree -Underneath this and around it is where the unusual activity such as stick structures around the perimiter and inside)

The activity seems to be getting closer are they just as curious about us as we are them? We placed some rope on the ladder at the broken platform to find out and some surveyors tape in a tree nearby another of their walking routes around our property.

Whatever is going on here, it seems that the more we act on patience and leave these creatures to their own, the better results we recieve. Every time I try to make something happen by forcing the issue by placing more food out more often, or go for walks in hopes of finding something, nothing happens. It is always when you least expect it that something does happen, as subtle as the changes are, they are not by happenstance.

This rope is similar to how the weight of our windchime was wrapped around a limb. This tree limb is higher than my husband who is 6ft, and as you can see it is still abit of a climb to where it is originating from.( The pic does not show this height in true form) Who put this there?

Something Curious this way comes...

2009-05-09T22:26:00.000-07:00

There used to be a platform in a tree that we thought was a make shift tree fort for the kiddies that used to live here before we moved in, but such was not the case. The platform that was nestled in between a grouping of trees was approx 8 ft off the ground and was used to hunt and control the beaver population that have taken over the creek, and made a nice pond for themselves. ( Oh I say this sarcastically, those rodents, and that is what they are, can do quite abit of damage in such a short amount of time)

This past January I noticed one of the trees next to this grouping had broken off at about 6-8 ft from the top, and had fallen right onto the platform, causing the platform to colapse at an angle and completely dismantle and destroy any hope for repair.

Today my husband and I walked over to this area and around it because eventhough the beavers are falling our big beautiful trees, we noticed other signs of activity. Sasquatch has clearly made use of a certain area ( that is in line with the house) and the fallen trees provide a perfect over hang and create a backdrop of deeper seclusion for these stealthy creatures.

A few feet away lies the disheveled platform. We went over to inspect that, and I noticed right away that the the tree that should have been ( because it had been) laying on the broken platform was gone! I know I didn't move it, and my husband didn't move it- something as big as that we do not own the equipment to move, and we do not have a chainsaw- (that's on our things we need list)

It was ironic because we had been down near the water walking through the treed area, scouting the beaver damage, and noticing how Sasquatch was clearly taking advantage of the beaver's fastidious nature. We had noticed new tree markings and trees ontop of trees making a cross pattern - Not the workings of beaver because the stumps of the trees were not seen near by. My husband was not so convinced that these trees were moved by our Forest dwellers.

I mentioned to him that these creatures may have the strength of 15 men or more, anything is possible...Seeing the missing fallen tree convinced him.

I WILL replace the camera batteries, and post pictures.

We also noticed a knotted rope tied to a limb about 10 ft in one of the trees that held the platform. I have cleaned up this area and have taken many walks around. I even climbed the ladder and sat on the platform a few times. It was sturdy and showed no signs of wear. In all my travels around this area, I never once saw a rope tied near the ladder on a limb. Another curious observation, this rope was rapped around another limb in the same way the windchime was tampered with.

We decided to place two pieces of left over pizza in the pizza box in the bait area nearby, and place yellow surveyor's tape in the tree above the pizza. I also decided to turn the monitor on after not listening for a few weeks.

With the recent events... I think it's finally go time.

Curious observations...

2009-04-06T01:16:00.000-07:00

Although there seems to have been a lull in Sasquatch information as of late, I imagine that will soon change as many are anxious to get out into the fields and begin some much needed research.

I imagine my predecessors have been ready months in advance as the awaiting packed gear sits in its resting spot waiting for the day to collect evidence.

Today I am reminded, that although the winter has been brutally cold and I refused to enter into it to collect any sort of evidence, I have been caught unprepared. The batteries are dead in the digital camera, and had I been better aware of my surroundings, I would have seen more acutely and perhaps would have the sure fire evidence I had hoped in finding.

Winter is not an excuse to become complacent.

It has been an interesting month at our house. With newly melted snow I can finally get out and begin to look for left over signs of Sasquatch, and what I am finding is actually quite exciting.

There have been signs that they or it has been here and for the past three nights in a row as I have fallen asleep to the monitor noise, I have been awakened abruptly to the sound of clashing rocks. Hard enough to jar me out of a sound slumber which causes me to go to the window, and that is when I suspect it watches.

There is little to show for such conclusions, but it is the little things here and there that are begining to add up.

The wind chime I have put up in a tree approx 30 feet from the house in a tree lined area has been tampered with. This area gives Sasquatch perfect cover so as not to be seen, but it can see me if I am moving around in the quiet little room with the light on.

The wind chime in the two years it has been in its permanent spot has never broken or become entangled in the trees due to wind gusts or storms, and yet, the weight of the wind chime is still attached but wound tightly around a tree limb as if to prevent a petty annoyance. In all honesty, It was never an ideal spot because even during windy gusty days, I could never hear the chiming noise. I have always been quite dissappointed with my choice of spot for that thing, but haven't found the right spot to place it.

Upon inspecting the chime, I somehow thought to myself that the wind must have wraped the weight around the limb, but the weight is too big to fit around the space between the limb and the tree trunk and there is no other reason except to conclude that it was deliberately wrapped around the branch in such a fashion.

Around this area, there is an old two room house that had been converted to a seed cleaning facility. This building is approx 25-30 feet long and just behind it off to the side is where I found some suspect tracks that when I placed myself in the same area and facing the house, my conclusions have drawn me again to the curiosity of Sasquatch and its ability to see me in the same small room just at a different vantage point.

And even curiouser still, a newer set of prints found the other day but I payed no attention. I assumed that these two spots in the snow beside old snow covered tracks were perhaps due to rapidly melting snow. I was pondering the size and shape and used my imagination to imagine a tall creature standing watching, because these two holes in the snow lined up again with the same window. ( The size, shape and space between each " Print" is what caught my attention-It truly looked like a tall creature had possibly just stood in that position)

I directed my husband to these anomalous imprints in the snow. We both saw grass contained within the prints, and I just assumed that the snow had melted, but my husband saw something else. He placed his hand inside one of these melted imprints, and scooped the loose grass into his hand. There was SNOW and lots of it still unmelted lying underneath!

He was first to say that something had put the grass there, and I finished his sentence. Something had put the grass there so that they could watch the movements in the window without its feet getting cold.

( Another conclusion would be that the grass was placed there so as not to leave any foot print of any kind as a clear indication it had been in that spot)
There were no other sets of prints as to indicate what this actually was as the snow is rutted in this area with deer tracks, our own tracks, our dogs tracks and quad tracks.

I know. Sounds alittle far fetched, but in all honesty, it is us who need to change our thinking and realize that the survival of this creature depends on its ability to perhaps reason and problem solve in a way that perhaps can challenge our own conclusions of animalistic behaviour.

I am throughly convinced that had I not been in this room with the window open at night playing music such as my keyboard, or harmonica, and singing out the window we would not be getting this kind of activity so close to the house. AND we have not had such activity UNTIL I started to do such things. But again, these little things although worth mentioning may not prove publicly Sasquatch's existence, it does prove that we are getting abit closer...

Echolocation vs Call Blasting

2009-03-01T21:27:00.000-08:00

There is a certain call blast that piqued my curiosity to the theory of echolocation because this sound although it is said to be made from a Sasquatch, is very high pitched in nature and has remenicent tones of what we know to be that of SONAR.

Our first line of defence on the open waters is to utilize this form of echolocation to pin point and target the enemy, and it is something that our forces have come dependent on, and when it was first discovered, it never occured to anyone that the ocean life may use it themselves and may be effected by the artificial forms we inundate our waters with.

It has been just recently in the past 5-10 years that the Navy as well as wildlife preservation groups have been looking into the detrimental damage on the sea life caused by their use of sonar. Marine life use this type of sound in order to locate a food source or other groups and members of a herd or pod.

Echolocation is not just limited to the waters of our oceans, infact mammals such as bats use this type of sonar and it has even been discovered to be used by some birds who use the sound waves that bounce off caves and in and around forests to navigate their way through these dark places.

Science really does have a limited knowledge on the effects and what animals use this form of sound that it could very well be possible that Sasquatch could make very good use of this function as well.

Could it be that Sasquatch uses sonar (or form of it) in a way to navigate through the dense forest? Is it a distinctive call between group members and could Call blasting be interfering with mating and territorial patterns?

The use of call blasting does work, and it has been known to have positive results in the Sasquatch field( Positive results mean that there has been authentic vocalizations, and /or sightings and activity of some kind) This is not a limited theory for just the Sasquatch enthusiasts, it has played an important role in helping farmers protect their livestock from predatory animals such as wolves, and to prove case and point, in the United States, there is a man who has dedicated his life to the study, research and preservation of wolves. Although his work is somewhat unorthodox, he has seen positive results and without this extensive knowledge and dedication, what we know about wolves today would still be a mystery.

To learn more about Shaun Ellis and his work with wolves, please follow this link.
http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/episode/a-man-among-wolves-2926/Overview

Wolves call for many reasons and one reason Shaun Ellis has discovered is to establish territory between other wolf packs that may be in the area. His research has shown that wolves will not invade another wolf pack territory, and one way to save a farmer's herd of cattle was to call blast a pack of wolves howling and barking in order to establish an invisible line of defence, thus preserving the herd from wolf attacks. ( Although this theory was only tested one time, the results were instantaneous)

Call blasting does have it's place, but my question is, that with the many sounds of Sasquatch, including its ability to perform mimicry, do we really know what sound is authentic from this creature, and do we really know what that sound is saying?

If call blasting does work then we need to delve into this further, why does it work? What is the vocalization saying in order to draw in a Sasquatch? If certain sounds and vocalizations it makes are comparable to that of sonar, then what negative and positive effect does it have on this creature and the groups within range? If it does use sonar in the form of echolocation, what are the specifics in which it is used? Such as time of day, habitat, the season ( Sound travels differently in the winter.)

In simple terms and long story short, call blasting may work for a time, but is it all that important in evidence gathering? That is something we can never know and this is too important in our line of work to neglect or remiss.

*I am unable to find the sound clip, it may be in the member's section of
http://www.oregonbigfoot.com/

This is Autumn Williams site, and I mention her site because she was a field researcher on a tv show called " Mysterious Encounters" and the vocalization she and her group used is the one that I am referring to. *

UPDATE:

A BIG thank you to Stan Courtney for giving me the heads up on the name of the sound clip.

It is called the " TAHOE SCREAM" ( Ownership of the sound clip is Kathy Strain)

For an indepth read on Echolocatoion please see the following link:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Animal_echolocation

Sticks and Stones

2009-02-25T08:39:00.000-08:00

Sasquatch knows our home and our surrounding area. The tall trees that surround our place act as overbearing sentinels that prove their worth keeping this elusive creature well hidden, and our prying eyes out.

The weather proved to be somewhat on our side the other day and we ventured out and followed a set of tracks that dared to venture out into our yard, away from the guardian trees and stepped alittle closer and approached our home.

As we lay sleeping.

The past four nights ago, the dogs were restless and agitated and continued to bark through out the night. The windy breeze perhaps brought the smell of Sasquatch closer to them, or perhaps they could hear the infra sound. One thing for certain is that on the second night our dogs were awoken early in the morning, I had for some unknown reason woken up just at the opportune time to find the dogs... in the house again.

This was the second time in about a month, the time before this happened when we were not home. We had gone out for a few hours, came home for bathroom breaks, and then left again... coinsidence or not the second time we left we were going out seeking signs of our neighbour hood watchmen.

Last night the dogs were silent, but my husband woke me up from a deep sleep, and asked me if I had heard a bang. I said no. I wasn't in our bedroom sleeping, I was with our daughter's cat in a seperate room, trying to keep her calm as she is still a kitten and too young to go outside (but we don't want her roaming the house either). He went back to bed and only a few minutes later came back in and asked if I had called him.
I was up and awake at this point, but I didn't make a sound. I was intently listening out the window because I had heard something hit metal. The sound was distinct. Like some rock with perfect aim in the starry lit dark had hit on point its target. ( An hour later I heard this again, same spot)

My husband had said that he assumed I had called his name, but it was somewhat muffled and although in his assuming he couldn't be sure that his name was mentioned. He was awake, and I reminded him of a time almost exact this time of year last year, I was woken up out of a sleep, with a strange noise ringing in my ears. I thought it was a coyote, because at the time we did not know of our visitors around here yet. But the noise scared me because it sounded like it came from underneath our bedroom window, and it was high pitched whining but almost like someone was mumbling as they whined. It was eerie for coyote( I don't like their calls) and I snuggled deeper under the blankets to try to ignore the feeling and go back to sleep.

Whatever the events last night, this led me to something so simple yet something I over looked. Just because the nightime and daytimes are silent because of the winter's chill, doesn't mean that Sasquatch isn't around going about it's daily routine. The snow may slow its efforts but the snow and the well below 0 temperatures along with the dibilitating wind chills may stymie the strongest fortitudes of men, but I am certain that Sasquatch lingers and tarries as usual if only to satisfy their curiosities.

It has been our experience that Sasquatch has been quite noisy in tree waps when they enter our farmstead. When they approach the areas where we are known to tred, they let us know. But in the snowy months, sticks that they use aren't available and can be hard to find under four feet of snow, but never-the-less, they still try to warn us when they can like they perhaps did last night.

Rocks are easy to find and carry such as small pebbles off the grid road, or taken from a lightly snow covered rock pile. The warnings don't come as often but they are there if we are willing to alter our thinking. Behaviors that we are used to seeing and experience in the summer, may not be condusive or at all practical in the winter.

Can you see me now?

2009-02-19T01:06:00.000-08:00

My husband and I made it quite clear to eachother that we did not want this site to be over run with suspect photos and conjectures. And never do we want this site to become something it is not. While remaining fun we want to promote the best of what sasquatching experiences have to offer.

It is with extreme caution that I am posting our suspect photo otherwise known as blobsquatch.

I am ONLY posting this because while in deep discussion about this photo today, my husband and I saw something totally different than what the other was seeing, and this proves the point we have made in our postings. A photo is hard to decipher when the person has never shared in or experienced anything like this before. What you see in the photos isn't what someone else may see and it may never be elucidated by the best of direction.

This photo was taken by our game camera. I had set up this camera in our bait site many times before at various hieghts and angles in hopes to capture you know who. This angle I decided to try at about a foot off the ground. I figured that even if I got a snapshot of a foot I would have been satisfied!

This photo would have been perfect except that the angle and direction of the camera proved that with the time of day( 7:44 pm) and given the time of year, August, any photos taken would become over exposed. (Yes I am still spitting square nickels!)

We would like to know what you see. I am currently drawing what I see, although it is proving difficult because of shadow, but I am going to post it regardless because I have never deviated away from seeing what I suspected the figure to be.
My husband on the other hand, FINALLY saw what I was trying to show him, I had to draw it out but even then he didn't see it... it wasn't until I blew the picture up, and had him stand back from the computer...

People who have seen it, have been astounded and have become believers when we tell them of some of the events, but then there are others in the sasquatch community who have said that the suspect creature is most likely that of a dog. If it isn't a dog, they are uncertain as to what it is ( as am I- Sasquatch doesn't pose with a sign) but they refuse to accept the possibility of sasquatch because of our dog being in the photo.

I had let out Daxter for a bathroom break. Our other dog, Mugs wasn't outside because he was in the garage nursing a sore paw. There has been no other dog or dogs on our property to my knowledge during the day, and I suspect that Daxter has had encounters with this sasquatch already( if it is sasquatch) a few times before, so they were familiar to one another.

This figure is low to the ground, lying on it's front and it's body and head are facing the game camera, but I am not sure if it is looking at Daxter. Our dog is looking in the direction but not at the creature, and this could be that because it is said that where there is a jeuvenile, the parents are not far off and or some other noise distracted him?

It is said that Dogs and sasquatches are not tolerant to eachother, and sasquatch is extremely intolerant, but, it is also said that small animals, these creatures may be even curious about, so while my dog being in the picture doesn't prove anything, it doesn't disprove it either.

Here is the picture. The original in compact format.
Then the origianal shadow image in it's original size.

DO NOT CLAIM THESE PICTURES AS YOUR OWN. THESE PICTURES ARE EMBEDDED WITH A WATER MARK.

Have fun!

Original picture downsized Daxter in the bottom right corner

Original image- Shadow figure cropped from original picture

Fade correction using Paint Shop Pro

Molasses and Sasquatch

2009-02-14T22:29:00.000-08:00

I was perusing a community forum the other day and a particular thread I found interesting was that about sasquatch and sweet feed. (Sweet feed is a horse feed mixed with molasses.)

I found this article particularily intriguing because when I owned a chinchilla, I would feed him oats mixed with molasses ( store bought ready mixed) and it was something that he could not get enough of.

Knowing this led me to research further as I am curious as to the sasquatch's dietary needs and what benefit other than sweet tasting would this creature benefit from eating molasses.

Black strap molasses is a bitter sweet syrup that is used in products such as baked beans and ginger snap cookies, and ginger bread. It is the by product of sugar cane refining into table sugar but do not mistake it as being the lesser of the two, in fact it should be considered the opposite because black strap molasses has alot of health benefits towards our dietary needs.

If you were to ingest 2 tsps of black strap this is what this amount would provide you as a daily nutritional value intake based on a percentage: ( Values approximate)

Maganese 18%

Copper 13%

Iron 12%

Calcium 11%

Potassium 10%

Magnesium 8%

Vitamin B6 6%

Selenium 3%

Calories= 32

The health benefits to black strap molasses alone are encouraging and astounding! It can help replenish your iron stores, thus increasing your energy. As compared to meat, this is a healthier alternative since it has less calories than red meat and is FAT FREE!

* If you are pregnant, or lactating the needs for your iron intake increase*

This type of molasses is a good source of calcium which binds to and removes toxins from the body via the colon which reduces the risk of colon cancer and may help in preventing migrane headaches!

Potassium plays an important role in muscle control and is important for athletes because it is involved in carbohydrate storage. ( Can we consider sasquatch an athletic type? Its muscle mass says so.)

Although the taste may not be favored, it has health benefits that can only add to our benefit.

Perhaps it may add that same benefit to the creatures we open our cupboards for and leave out food in selected bait areas and stations.

It is has been observed of sasquatch eating the liver of deer, and I know and am aware of the wildlife in our forests are rapidly becoming stricken with the animal disease known as mad cow, could it be that sasquatch know the sick from the healthy, and has decided to turn to other forms of food for its nutritional needs? ( Without knowing why of course?)

I for one am going to leave more than two teaspoons out from now on.

( For the complete article please go to http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&dbid=118)

For our own information and safety

2009-02-06T21:08:00.000-08:00

Many dog owners take it for granted their canine's visual acuity, and when taking them along for squatchin' one must realize that they too have limits. As much as we like to think that they are far superior in visual sense, the reality is that a dog has to rely on its other abilities as well. The strengths combined create a far superior outcome and in all actuality our dogs probably hear and smell before they set their sights on target.

Contrary to popular belief, dogs are not color blind, they just see the spectrum of colors ( colors of the rainbow) differently than most species including humans. They see an array of dark and light yellows, dark browns, light and dark grays and blues.

A dog's average range of vision is about 20/75 meaning that they can only see at a distance of 20 feet fine details as compared to a person with good eyesight can see the same details at a distance of 75 feet away.

( This explains why Mugs sometimes barks at me at a distance and it is only when I come closer to him does he recognize me and calm down)

The dogs pupil is large and when they look at an object at a distance, the depth perception is altered as objects viewed in the center field of vision is in focus while the outer edges remain blurred. This large pupil also allows for a greater amount of light to enter into the eye and as compared to humans, dogs only need a quarter of light to see objects at night.

Dogs can see great distances, although not in detail but they are able to see objects that are moving as a study with 14 police dogs proved that a dog could see a moving target at a distance of a half mile away. * However if it was stationary, the distance was almost cut in half *

When you are out with your dog in the field, please consider the above information and take precautionary steps to keep you and your dog safe. As exciting as squatchin is, there's other animals to be wary of as well. Know what wildlife inhabit the territory before you decide to hike out into unknown territory. Inform yourself of all the behaviors that wildlife exhibit and always take with you a healthy dose of caution.
Stay Safe.

* Saskatchewan has a wide variety of wildlife such as coyotes, timber wolves, black bear, lynx and even the odd cougar and it seems to be wide spread no longer excluding central regions. *
Warm Blessings.

A walk in the woods, not quite

2009-02-06T10:51:00.000-08:00

The ominous words keep reeling around in my head.

"Make no mistake, they are there."

The person who made this statement was referring to sasquatch in our area, and I do not know if this person had seen the creature with their own eyes, but it is certain that they are a believer and I couldn't help but go and search out the possibility myself in the area that this person was referring to.

There are some people in the bigfoot community who already know of where we are and that it is not just a promising location but the location for sasquatch. The more people that have known our whereabouts the more they are willing to divulge what they do know and how much.

There are people who have seen these creatures walking among the trees and off in the distance and I couldn't help but to wander into that area yesturday in hopes to have a sighting of my own.

It was only a short walk down the road and into the forestry, and I took my dog Mugs with me. My husband was at home but he had to stay behind to work on a project in the yard, and he's not one for long walks anyway, and I knew I would be gone awhile.

We have a new dog, Zipper ( No we didn't name him) but he holds true to his name, he just loves to play and dart around the yard, and I am uncertain as to if he has seen sasquatch or not, so I left him behind. Mugs on the other hand I know he has seen sasquatch on many occassion, more than I actually know and I know his reaction when he knows one is around.

When the two dogs are together, mugs acts differently, but when he's with me alone, he's a dog I trust and I know I can count on his loyalty, when he's in the company of Zipper, those dogs are a distraction to eachother and I think it's every man for himself, but then again, they may surprize me.

Mugs and I walked a cut line, I call it a switch back, an area of forestry that has been cut away, leaving a clear path and in this case, this path is used in the winter by skidoo sleds. It's been quite with the cold lingering in the air, and I decided to check out this area since it hugged the forestry by a barbed wire fence, I knew that walking this area eventhough it is in sasquatch territory, I'd be somewhat safe.

All was quiet and I have to say an eerie feeling came over me. I was so close to the road, but yet so secluded. Mugs was happy eventhough I kept him on the leash and as we walked down hill into the valley, I came across a frozen creek, this creek, if I were to go into the bush and follow it, led up to the culvert that joined our property.

The silence was golden and then I heard the whir of the skidoo engine. It was coming towards me and Mugs and so I tried to move off and give this rider some room- I stepped off the path and my foot fell taking the rest of my body with it. I landed in knee deep snow. I am sure the driver must have had a good chuckle, and so did I. It was a nice way to break up the eerie tension that was steadily welling within.

The driver stopped and introduced himself and as we chatted, Mugs became agitated. He's not one to bark at a stranger if we are around, and his attention was directed ahead of us, the direction in which the driver had just come from. The direction we had been steadily walking towards.

I tried to calm Mugs down but his growls and grunts grew, and after five minutes our company parted and I began to walk, as mugs leaped into the air his growls and snarls were with purpose and his hair was standing up straight. He saw something but I could not. He even bent his head down ward as if to watch something low. The intensity was apparent that perhaps it would not be in our best interest to continue, and so I turned around and began to walk back, but Mugs refused to comply.

The whir of the skidoo reminded me of the new aquaintence who had said that he normally goes to the road and turns around and that is what he did, causing us to move to the side once again and as the machine passed it gave Mugs the reprieve he needed to listen to my commands and begin walking, and I suspect the noise of the skidoo also caused whatever Mugs had seen to retreat to a safer distance, we'll never know.

Eventhough this walk did not provide the results I desired, such as a first hand sighting, it was not without benefit. Walking back up the gravel road I could clearly see the area in which I had come and where it led to and I could see why sasquatch has been seen and heard on our property.

I understood on a bigger scale just why we had been chosen to have such encounters.

It is nothing we have done or could do, it's simply because we are in the right spot at the right time. Our yard is in their back yard and we had better learn to get along, because none of us are leaving any time soon.

Hair sample - Guess again...

2009-02-02T20:32:00.000-08:00

The results are in and I have to say that my heart was waiting with the silent drum roll in my head as I opened my email to view the findings of the hair sample we had sent away.

We all wish for the one concrete proof, that little bit of evidence that tells us what we are certain we already know, but again our day of reckoning is not today.

( This sample even had the reddish hue to it when held up to a bright light supposedly a trait of squatch hair.)

This animal hair proves that even when Sasquatch aren't around, or if they never were around we would still have to be wary of where we travelled, especially if this animal had her cubs in tow.

Yes, I'll be carrying bear spray with me, because I have a young one with me in tow, always.

The results: Black bear

What's in a word?

2009-01-31T18:56:00.000-08:00

I had a curious question in my mind today and it’s one I cannot find on the internet. I searched and still have come up empty. I was wondering if you, the community could help me on this one.

My question is: Is there any jargon or lingo that is used among the sasquatch communities?

For example: Squatchin - I have used this term a few times, and although the term speaks for itself are there any other terms that aren’t so obvious?

I would like to try to put a list together of idioms to help further our research and interaction along. Would you be interested, and could you help?

Thank you MUCHLY!!!!

email: srnityblu@yahoo.com

Make time for snow angels

2009-01-23T18:41:00.000-08:00

I was walking far behind and it would have been strenuous for me to catch up to my daughter and husband so I liesurely walked towards the barn. I found a nice area of untouched snow, and turned around with my eyes towards the sun, outstretched my arms and allowed my entire body to remain stiff as I fell back.

The snow was deep but not that deep and I landed with a hard thud. I had snow all around me and I felt stuck. I decided to at least try to move my arms and legs in a sideways motion to attempt to make a snow angel.

Getting out was the hard part. I had snow in my collar, down my boots, in every little fold snow lingered. Just as I was getting up, my husband called me from the barn.

" I have found a set of tracks here, and there is something unusual, come take a look."

Then he popped his head out again and asked ,

"W-hat are you doing?"

"Making a snow angel" I half wittingly spoke but with more of a child like tone. This was my first snow angel since our daughter was 4 and I quite enjoyed myself while doing so.

I hobbled my way to the barn and noticed the same set of tracks that we had seen the day before and earlier, but there were only five or six prints we could make out before they fell in line with a deep set of deer tracks.

Then my husband pointed me to a red item laying on the dirt floor of the barn. It fell right in front of the begining of the first print and we both found this curious. Further inspection revealed it to be the top portion of a red pepper with some seeds still attached.

This could be nothing of significance, but no one to our knowledge had been - and certainly we have no need to visit back here winter or summer. This was a barn that once was used, but it is another building we intend to tear down and not reuse.

What animal would bring in something like this? And at such a distance? It could be coincidence and perhaps it was a food of choice for our elusive visitor.

Peppers are something that I have yet to try, but will be placing out in our bait station.

On another curious note, we came across a pile of pine needles on the other side of the fence about five feet down from where the foot prints of the initial line should have been, had the creature gone right to the fence. ( See Update to footprints in the snow)

All around us we could see where deer had laid down in the snow and we found it odd that a deer would create bedding in this manner. Upon further inspection we could tell that a deer had not laid down here and in fact it looked to be a sitting place for someone's backside. Whatever animal that made this would have had their back against a tree, fencing in front of them and they could have watched the deer pass by in the shadow of the darkness. The position that this little dugout was in, was also in direct line to our house, although our house was hidden behind trees, at night one would have been able to see the lights and any activity in the yard regardless.

This was big enough for my husband to perhaps sit comfortably in.

This was the only dug out in any fashion that was near the tree line. I looked and took pictures of behind the fence, I walked among the trees and all I saw was rutted snow encrusted tracks and more snow. I passed numerous spots where deer laid down and again, all of the evidence showed that they laid down in the snow without any sort of bedding and even in the open field away from the shelter of the trees.

I am kicking myself because my back window faces the barn and with the bare trees I can see directly with my naked eye these exact same spots. But we'll never know the time of day or night, and perhaps even under the light of the full moon we had last week, had I looked out...

we always regret those opportunities that were missed unbenknownsted to the person who could have held that preacious moment in time...

Still, I am glad I made my snow angel one always has to make time for those when the opportunity arises!

Update on footprints in the snow

2009-01-19T13:30:00.000-08:00

Today went back to take a better look at the tracks, to follow them to their entirety and also to properly measure the distance between each print, and the length.

In our rough measurements we conclude that this is a possible 7-8 foot creature as it's span from heel to toe is roughly 54 inches.

We traveled the length of the path as far as it would take us and the tracks just seemed to stop short of the fence by a distance of 47 feet. It would be impossible for any animal to jump the fence in front because there are a row of fir trees only about a foot behind on the other side.

Where did they go? Where did it go? We tried to find any evidence that it may have deviated from its set path but were only met with rutted deer tracks. It is quite possible these deer tracks have covered up the rest of the prints as this was discovered about an hour later when we found a set of tracks leading out of the barn and these proved to be right in line of the deer's walking trail and became degregated and trampled beyond recognition.

We did find something else today, something that would have perhaps been left to the wind had we not decided to go back. A small clump of black hair on the top rung of a barbed wire fence.

Possible bear, but we have yet to find any tracks or scat to lead us to that conclusion.

I had been out in November to this area where the hair was found and I looked on the wire for any possible hairs left behind. To my knowledge I do not recall seeing this there then.

We do have black bear around here, and they are known and spotted to travel on our land, but only testing it will prove what exactly it is.

I reserve my judgment as I have learned not to get my hopes up as I did this past summer with the hair that turned out to be red fox.

We will be posting the conclusive evidence regardless if it turns out not to be what we hope it is...

Regardless, this for me shows something very real is occuring on our property. Although we know for ourselves what we have experienced, it is hard to share with the public without concrete proof in the form of prints, hair and pictures and for us, this makes our experiences that much more real.

I have to say last night as I sat and thought to just take in the days experiences, I was left feeling heavy. The excitement and the thrill of the rush is gone, it is now followed by a healthy sense of caution, reality and awe, as well as a need to "get down to business".

Footprints in the snow

2009-01-18T12:46:00.000-08:00

It was a balmy -3 degrees celcius and we all decided to take a walk in the knee deep snow.

My husband grabbed his boots, I mine and our daughter hers along with her snowpants.

This was a day to enjoy! Family time at its finest.

We walked along, dare I say hiked our way through the soft snow along with our dogs who froliced gleefully in the sunshine and took in the rutted deer tracks and followed their meandering path.

We decided to deviate and walk along some fencing we had put up this past summer and noticed the top line of the four strand barbed wire was hanging loose to the point it was sagging and touching the barbed wire beneath it.

( Just in between the two fence posts)

We worked hard working on those fences trying to pull the wire taught tight ourselves, and as I pulled and held the wire taught, my husband would hammer in the spikes or clips ( Okay, OKAY Staples, Thanks for pointing that out Craig! You know who you are, I don't but hubby does, He says HI!!!) to the point they were embedded into the posts. I mention this because it is curious as to what would have been able to stretch the wire and pull it as it was. We are still in the preparation stages of our land and do not own any grazing animals yet.

This led us to walking an area near the barn and as we walked past the deer trails, the land became sparse and white full of untouched snow. Except for a lone trail that clearly wasn't deer, wolf, coyote or any other known animal that walks the vicinity.

My husband was the first to see them and we decided to put our dogs on the leashes we had brought with us for the moments of "just in case". This was such a time.

We anxiously walked up to the lone set of tracks, and my husband even tried to do a comparison along side just to prove and conclude that there was no lone stranger out here walking our property without permission. The photo clearly shows my husband's 6ft 2 inch stature could not make the stride in any comfortable fashion especially in the deep snowy terrain.

We followed the tracks as far as we could and concluded that these tracks were about a week or newer because of the wintery forcasts that have happened here lately. Had we not had this welcoming weather, these tracks would have become buried and we would not have been the wiser.

We continued to walk the land in the direction of home and just to settle in our minds took a look at some deer tracks and others in the snow. We had determined that in the deep snowy parts of the land, it was clear to see where the deer or big game had perhaps hopped their way through, but there were clear drag marks and the snow was messy and unkempt around the tracks, clearly setting them apart from what we had found.

Was it sasquatch? One cannot be certain, but the strong evidence suggests it was.

~Our Tracks~ ~Lone tracks ~
( I need to change the date on the camera)

A hunting they will go...

2009-01-18T07:14:00.000-08:00

I mentioned to my husband the other day of my desire to bring out the baby monitor once again, and this led to a conversation of an event he and I both distinctly remember.

While discussing the disturbing incident, I could clearly see the emotion on his face, and I couldn't help but reciprocate. Eventhough we did not see anything, hearing it over the monitor was just as tragic and we have only our imaginations to follow, but I will try best to articulate the events that showed us that this creature has a very animalistic yet cunning sense of hunting and it's skill is precise.

It was late summer in '08 and I had been listening to the monitor we had put out near our bait site for quite some time. It was becoming normal for me to fall asleep to the white noise or the whisperings of wind flowing over the air waves.

This day we had just finished watching a late night movie, and my husband got up to make some tea. I remained in my seat with the listening device up to my ear.
" Oh the raccoon is back" I called to him.

I turned up the volume so he could hear the chatter too.
Often two raccoons would pass by the monitor, leaving a line of chatter revealing their location and direction of where they were headed.
Hearing raccoon often meant an hour or so later we would hear tree waps or knocks of some sort that are known to be sasquatch activity.

This night, the chatter didn't stop, and it was only one.
My husband came into the room and as we sat beside eachother with the monitor on my lap, we listened intently.
" That raccoon is being toyed with." My husband said.
I looked at him, and I too knew.
" It's running from side to side trying to get away, but they have it cornered."
My husband was perhaps correct in what he was hearing because I was hearing it too, and as much as I wanted to believe otherwise, reality was proving to us that perhaps sasquatch liked the thrill of the hunt.

As much as this little critter could have scurried up a tree, it didn't. The sound was quite conclusive that it was moving in a linear direction, to and fro, trying to find a way out of harms way.
Its pitch began to change and although we do not know every single noise a raccoon makes, one knows when an animal is in distress, and this clearly was.
We looked at eachother in silence both of us trying to confirm through the other one just what we were hearing.
The creature wouldn't let up in it's distress. It shrieked out and as our imagination carried us away ... WACK!
Silence followed.
The raccoon was gone.

I can only tell you what our imaginations allowed us to conclude, and I may be wrong, but there was a distinct call of distress from the raccoon.

We imagined that a pair of sasquatch were out hunting, and nothing more can be said than perhaps raccoon was on the menu or the meal of choice that night.

Whether the raccoon was in the company of Sasquatch or not that night, we will never know. Sound carries in weird ways around here and looking outside the next day for any sort of evidence proved to be unfruitful.

Whatever the reason, a lone raccoon was in a stressful situation and after the situation ended, the night was met with silence nothing more, nothing less. The rest of the animals remained asleep or unhindered from the night's activities and were none the wiser. I have to say I never expected to hear what we did, and even now, it is still disturbing as when we first heard it.

We have our suspicions that raccoon was a meal choice, but to play or taunt with food before it is eaten, just never occured to us and it is a strong possibility- perhaps out of boredom, or perhaps it is a method used as a training excercise for the jeuveniles. Rough conclusions can only be given at this point and time, but never the less we had no idea how brutal nature can be.

It is what it is, and it is called survival, every creature isn't beyond figuring out how to survive in this harsh climate, and we do it, just in different forms... why should we be so surprised?

Truth in honesty- Why do I do this?

2009-01-14T12:33:00.000-08:00

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Its an insipid saying with condescending over tones, but it's a saying that is true none the less. Being out here alone dealing with these creatures has left me stronger and willing to endure more than I thought possible.

I have been scared out of my witts, and at times so brazen as if to stand out in the dark and challenge the unseen forces that fed my fear. I am not one to back down from a fight and I have had to concede at times just because I am a mother first. I have to remain in charge of my faculties in order to keep me and my daughter safe.

So many times I have wanted to go headlong into a situation unhindered and search for the elusive creature that has awakened me to its presence. At times frustration has hit me to the quick where I would forbid myself to entertain the notion that this creature exists, and then hearing something out of the ordinary would push me back into my reality.

Most things happen when my husband isn't home, and I have to say it was unerving to say the least and yet I was left charged as static. It was hard to contain both that fear and exitement.

I have had to overcome the stigma placed on me as being a woman, it has always been something I fought, but being out in the country and enduring this alone, caused me to fight even that much harder against my own sanity and against this silent beast.

I was determined to prove to "them" and myself ( Them- being the people of society who still think women as inferior) that this is something anyone can endure and I was no different. I could hold a gun and use it if I needed to, and I could stand my ground and face this being just to prove that I was "man" enough.

I will be honest with you, I was niave and as much as I fight the inner challenges of being a woman and having to endure what I do, I have beaten the odds with what I have already overcome, and I do not need to prove to anyone that I can handle this- It was something I had made up in my own mind.

The challenges in my own life, struggling through a tumultous childhood, and being a survivor of the wickedest schemes of men, I have come out a bit battered and bruised, but more sane and stronger and fit to live a life God has given me.

I welcome Sasquatch and now that I endured this past summer as I did, I am willing to look at this differently, in a more patient and understanding way. This situation isn't about me, it's about the creature and what we are to learn in the moments ahead of us.

This is society's creature and we all have a role to play, some bigger than others, some smaller than others, but where we are weak and fall, let the stronger pick up the slack and offer helping hands.

For me, there is nothing to proove, My enemy was myself, and I've shown her that I can endure and will endure any challenges life faces me with. Alone or along side my husband, and I know that when we are apart, we stand together just the same.

Silence of winter it resounds a -35 degree celcius wind chill

2009-01-13T20:10:00.000-08:00

I am anxiously waiting with baited breath for the first signs of sasquatch on our property to appear. Winter is barely half over and there I am poking my head out the window to see if any new tracks sprang up over night.

I know that the cold has most likely caused sasquatch to remain safe and warm in their natural habitat of the forests that can be seen from my yard I may add.

I have long since taken in the baby monitor from the crook in the tree but every so often I have given lone calls myself- just in case.

When I look outside, I have to wonder is today the day? No, not yet.

I have my memories to keep me company in the solice of the winter's air. The crows are back and their numbers have grown. The cold stinging tendrils of winter's hollow ceased only seemingly momentarily to show the fleeting fluttering glimpses of the black capped chickadee. I can honestly say they were a welcomed sight.
The elusive squirrel came out of hiding and as it pranced among the fir branches snow began to softly and whisperly ( Is that a word? I think it is now.) fall to the waiting snow blanketed ground. And yet in this one day of reprieve, sasquatch remained inconspicuous in its absence.

Instead of enjoying its elusive company, or froliking in the sunshine, the winter has seemed to ground us and stymie our efforts. Nevertheless I am busy, we all are. I am busy with homeschooling and readying the next week's plan,school will be over soon, and when the days are filled with sunshine we will be wanting to take our studies outside, and while my husband is away at work, in my free time, I am at the computer writing.

It used to be a past time for me, but now these past few years have seem to pay off with a book published and another manuscript almost to completion. Then I can begin illustrations for a children's book I wrote based on our harry hominid visitor.

I am busy, and I am trying to use my time wisely, but patience for me has never been a strong suit.

It will be warmer, considerably warmer for this time of year in a few days, do I dare place the monitor out? I am seriously considering it. I want to secure in my mind at least that they haven't forgotten their safe haven here.
If I am met with silence, it will only draw me to the conclusion to keep writing and try to remain as patient as one can be with the cusp of spring upon us.

Tracking 101

2009-01-09T09:59:00.001-08:00

When the first tender whisps of snow blanketed our land I was the first one out to enjoy the landscape. I can say I am not one to enjoy the cold, but I am fascinated by the tracks left by other animals, and this was the only way I could definitely and definitively conclude that there were wild game walking our property.

It was easy to see where the deer and elk were going, at what direction they came from and then my attention became diverted to some larger dog like prints.
I brought my daughter out to follow some coyote tracks and now this seems to be a tradition in between the cold snaps of our Saskatchewan winters.

Our outdoor time in the winter seems to take us hours treking through the near knee deep snow, hunting ( but hopefully not finding) the trail of the lone coyote or possible wolf. More often than not, we end up walking up past the barn and deviating our way onto a well cut trail line laced with deer or elk tracks.

Tracking is fairly easy where the basics are concerned, and although it has its challenges, the key to success is practice, practice and more practice.

There are three basic things to look for when tracking an animal and they are as follows:

1. Tracks or prints

This is pretty obvious in most circumstances. Mud, snow and sand are the easiest to spot a print or track in, but not always. Sometimes like in our case, the Saskatchewan dirt is hard as a rock when dry and thick and gooey when wet, but keeping an eye out for pads or claw marks will help you to the discovery of a well hidden track. Sometimes not all the track is visible to the eye, and in these cases, taking a cast can prove to be quite beneficial.

Study track impressions over the internet and from books- this will help train your eye to see better when visibly looking for a track yourself.

2. Scat

Most animals do not go in hiding to leave this little nugget of information. Where there is scat, there is a track close by, often infront or behind the dropping and recognizing the scat even if you can't make out the prints will help you identify the animal.

3. Surroundings

Animals have their own pattern of walking style and these patterns can even be seen in long grassy areas. Look for flattened or bent grasses, taking into consideration which way the grass lies is a good indication of which direction the animal took.
Animals do not carefully walk around trees and logs, they will step over them, but often times you will see bent limbs on a tree or on the ground as an indication that an animal had passed by. Look for rocks that have been upturned, or moss removed, logs moved from their resting spot and keep an eye open for possible hair caught on saplings or limbs.
Observing the ground and surrounding trees for scratches will show you what the tree was used for ( rubbing, scratching or eating ants, grubs that live behind the bark)

Knowing what an animal eats and it's behavioral patterns while keeping an eye out for certain signs as mentioned above will aid you in tracking the correct animal to the correct print.

Sometimes when a print can't be properly distinquished, taking into careful consideration the other observances can help you in identifying the correct animal.
Also to better see a trail of tracks, keep yourself behind the light source and the track in front of you so as not to keep the tracks in shadow which are harder to see.

Tracking out in the wilderness, whether camping or on a nature hike is not only entertainment but it can help you remain safe in your environment and track an animal before it tracks you!

Just a dream or a distant reality?

2008-12-27T17:45:00.000-08:00

The other night I found myself waking up to a disturbing dream of sasquatch. It came at a time when I found confliction in my heart. I have been expecting a phone call from someone prominent in the sasquatch field because they were wanting to view the area where I had my sighting and view any signs of activity.

I must admit, I was gung ho at the time, but since then and since this dream, I have to decline even at the expense of using the world famous thermal imaging unit.

The dream began with someone whom I trust dearly asking me what do I hope to gain or accomplish from sasquatch and why am I doing this?

In short answer, my initial quest was to prove to my husband and neighbours I wasn't ready for a padded room, and the more activity we recieved, the more interested I became in who these animal actually were, and weren't. It was never my intention to exploit these creatures for my own gain, and this dream led me to believe that as innocent as my intentions were, letting outsiders know of the area would possibly create situations out of my control.

In my dream, a sasquatch was captured, and something very disturbing happened and I do not think even the avid sasquatch hunters who actually want to hunt and capture one dead or alive realize.

This sasquatch's head was shaven, and this gave it a more human like appearance, and the scientists that were over seeing this creature sedated it just enough to keep the creature "under control" then they stuck electrodes all over it's head and face in order to study its brain activity and looking into this creatures eyes it was terrified, and helpless. To see a creature like that, even if it is in a fantastical dream could be a reality one day and it was heart breaking.

This creature looked at me through a plate glass window, and all I could do was stare and I saw in its eyes trying to convey to me how it trusted me and why could such a thing happen. I saw this creature wrench in pain as the scientists began thier study and experiments...

Again, although this was just a dream I am inclined to take this situation very heavily for the fact that too many of our animals are locked behind cages unable to escape and unable to speak and are at the mercy of the ones who are in care and control of the animal, all in the name of science for our benefit.

Chimps, mice, rabbits and other animals undergo enormous torture and clinical tests just to prove if something isn't toxic to our flesh. This only allows me to conclude that this perhaps would become sasquatch if we are not carefull. At what lengths do we need to go through to prove what this creature is or isn't?

Already we are putting the creature at risk with risky expeditions that guarantee a sighting, but I ask, at the risk to whom? Who does this benefit? It is just a matter of time before someone gets hurt because this creature will finally have enough of the negative experiences of people invading it's territory and space. We do not know enough about them to allow the general public a taste of thrill and excitement. Just because it hasn't become harmful doesn't mean it won't or couldn't, and when and if it does, does that mean a man hunt will ensue to hunt this creature down like the wild animal it is?

My daughter is fascinated with animals and when I read her a book about wild animals or even pet cats and dogs, I am always asked,
" Do animals bite?"
As niave as that is, I have to remind her that all animals have the potential to bite and become violent in order to defend themselves, thier off spring or thier food and territory. It's instinctual no matter how nice we can be to them or try to calm them down by using soft voices and gestures, an animal is animalistic and we cannot communicate in our human capacity that we mean them no harm, because afer all our likeness is not like thiers.

Not last summer but the summer before, our daughter was attacked by our family dog, he was a sweet dog, a shepard and we brought him for this new farm, and well in an act of playful dominance, our dog managed to pull our daughter to the ground and bite her with nips all over her body. Had he been serious, he could have killed her.
This is a domestic dog, how many stories are like this and worse in the news? It certainly gives us something to think about... We don't speak wild animal, and most of us do not know enough about wild animal(or tame animal) gestures to clue in that our little pet fluffy is ready to attack...

These expeditions have been beneficial to a point but at some point something's gotta give, and chances are sasquatch doesn't have the luxury of running away and hiding when its had enough because it is constantly being sought out.

It isn't a wise desision for me to make if I haven't looked at all the angles, and now that I have been doing this for over six months, my obligation is to the creature not myself and not for noteriety.

The ideal environment for any creature would be to have it placed in a protective environment in its own habitat, but unfortunatey, this is not the case. I have seen Polar bears in the zoo, pacing because they cannot perform a simple act that is instinctual to them such as chasing its prey, to be actively hunting and seeking the seal across the arctic tundra, or the gorilla, banging on the glass and harrassing the young ones in an attempt to release agression it otherwise wouldn't have in the wild because of the foraging activity and movement about the jungle.

I am convinced that sasquatch's place and home should remain as is and it isn't for me to openly divulge where it's habitat lies. Our research will continue but not at the cost of the animal itself. It isn't a creature to be tamed or broken, it is an animal that is rare, unique and majestic and born free like the wild mustangs of the praries, or the elephant of the Savanah, this remains God's creature and we have no right to claim it.

Just my humble opinion...

( My husband concurs whole heartidly, and I am so honored to be sharing in this experience with him. Hugs honey.)

A case for Sasquatch... An Update.

2008-12-16T16:04:00.000-08:00

To further along the question as to whether Sasquatch may or may not exist, CNN has just headlined a news article worthy of mentioning as it validates a point made in this commentary about the elusive creature known as Sasquatch.

The area in and around Vietnam and her surrounding countries have unvieled what scientists are calling the "Treasure Trove" of thousands of newly discovered species of animal and plant life in the time span of 10 years.

The article claims that two new discoveries are made weekly and the scientists readily admit that what they are seeing does not "fit into anything that they know" literally wracking thier brains trying to understand these newly discovered creatures because what has been studied and documented cannot be compared to what they are seeing.

It is interesting also to note that this article also mentions a species of rat resembling a squirrel that was long thought to be extinct, living and thriving among the wildlife population of that area.

Although this article does not prove anything towards the existence of Sasquatch, it does show that we are not the authority on nature as we like to think we are and it further shows us just how strong of a possibility that Sasquatch does and can exist even proving to thrive against the odds of extinction against such a changing world from where it once knew.

This fortuitous discovery only leads us to more questions, but the odds are starting to slant in Sasquatch's favor.

For the full article please go to
New Species found in the Mekong region of Vietnam

A case for Sasquatch -Part three

2008-12-11T02:29:00.000-08:00

It is far easier to make something into what it is not than to admit to reality. Our reality is that we do not want to accept that there is a creature out there created in a familiar likeness to our own.

Again these are all points to ponder and I do not claim to be any sort of authority on the matter concerning Sasquatch. I know myself what this creature is and is not, but it isn't for me to prove as such a premature time. The fact of the matter should speak for itself and so far it does.

We are a species that is competitive and it perhaps is far easier to place a mystical connotation to something rather than to admit that there is an intelligent creature in the animal kingdom that we possibly may be able to communicate with on a far greater level than before.

To admit that we would possibly have to admit our animalistic nature and make room to understand that as far as we have come to become the dominant species, we may not be so far dominant after all.

Our species has had to teach and tame animals to do our will. It has just been recently that we have actually tried and with success to communicate with animals on their level. ( IE: Dog and horse whisperers)

Could the discovery of Sasquatch prove that an animal is capable of understanding without imprinting or conditioning and what does this discovery mean about our own intelligence?

It is far easier to suspect and intermingle myth with legend along with our own beliefs than to face the truth that is yet to be discovered.

The truth, is out there, make no bones about it.

A case for Sasquatch -Part two

2008-12-11T02:09:00.001-08:00

Approximately 20% of Saskatchewan is forest and many of this Northern forest region in uninhabited and left pristene with nature's handiwork still in tact.

In fact many of the tree lined gateways to the unknown world wide have yet to be discovered. Most of us can agree that with such a vast unchartered territory, small numbers of trackers, researchers could never cover enough terrain to prove the existence of such a creature when no one is certain to its habitat and lifestyle.
( Studies in the wild are to date non existent)

Often times when tracks are found, the discovery is made by a single individual and it is never a good idea for anyone to venture out in unknown elements alone.
When tracks are seen by two or more individuals, they are left to thier own devices and means which in turn leads to ill equipped measures and uncertain territory and any further attempts to track the creature is stymied and called off.
( For good reason.)

An interesting observation to take note of is that animals that are sick or old will often seek seclusion and die away from other members of the group.
This instinctual behavior is beneficial as not to bring disease into the patriarchal line.
Can the question be asked if this instinctual behavior is also carried out by Sasquatch? This may be another reason as to why bones are never found.

How often does one come across a bear, cougar, wolf carcass in the wild when out on a camping excursion or hike? The circle of life continues on even if we are not around to obesrve it and the chances are far greater at encountering a live animal of sort than a deceased one.

Many species of plant and animal life are being discovered on a daily basis, and also becoming extinct or endagered at that same alarming rate. It is because we have neglected to tred into the unknown unchartered areas of forest and assumed that science has already classified every bit of wild life and marked information down in books for our reference.

I think our arrogance is starting to show. Nature is finally starting to rebel by revealing our ineptness and showing us how we have been led astray by assuming, speculating and drawing our own conclusions without taking the time and patience needed to new discoveries that could have added to our benefit.

How many plants or fungi have been lost to destruction that could have been used for Science research and how many wild life species that lived in the wilds of the jungle or off of existing plant life have now vanished and we will never know of their existence? Shall we too speculate that because we knew that there were unknown species "Out there" that they too are spiritual in nature?

Just because no bones of these lost creatures of rainforest habitat have been found doesn't prove to thier inexistence. We have become so complacent, and allowed ourselves the latitude to become rulers of this Earth at the expense of other living creatures. We do not need an interdimentional spirit being coming to us in the form of Sasquatch to reveal that to us... do we?

One cannot say that because of the lack of proof nature is somewhat different that what it already has proven itself to be.

I have yet to see a Marten on my property, but that doesn't mean they don't exist, could it be the Marten in my area is a spiritual being?
I do not mean to be beligerent, I am just trying to make a point, what creature on this earth is given the title spirit being, or interdimentional creature? Why with our intelligence and superiority of the species, why are we not given that so called gift?

A case for Sasquatch - Introduction

2008-12-11T01:55:00.000-08:00

It is natural for us to fear that which we do not know.
One of our best humanistic qualities in nature is to add speculation to a matter in order to fill in the hidden gaps of information to help a situation. We need things to make sense to us in order see things in rational entirety and sometimes when there are no reasonable answers or solutions to issues, we face them with fore gone conclusions that make the rational look irrational.

Conjecture has always been a good coping mechanism but it does not make a viable companion and teaching tool.

Often we are led head long into situations with our perceptions and feelings leading the way and when we are faced with unanswerable questions, it is our habit or nature to add pieces of inference to an every changing enigma known as Sasquatch.

The sighting data bases are full of encounters of many kinds but this for some people is not enough. In order to secure in thier minds the existence of Sasquatch, they need proof in physical body form, dead or alive.

I recieved an email that I'd like to address and although I am putting my beliefs aside, I do not wish to make an argument one way or another as to what Sasquatch is or isn't. I'd like to draw attention to some facts in hopes that others can face the issue of mythical or spiritual beasts against the argument of science that already has been proven beneficial historically speaking.

It is not my wish or gain to make fun or add insult to anyone's mind set or innane beliefs. I would just like to make a few points and perhaps positive arguments as to why no viable proof in bodily form has been found.

The proof is in the picture... or is it?

2008-11-29T09:51:00.000-08:00

We were sitting by our beaver pond when this picture was taken. It was alovely evening in May 2007 and we had only been living there a few weeks. I wanted to take pictures to savor every beautiful moment we experienced.

We were sitting and waiting patiently for a beaver to fix the dam we had broken and as I raised the digital camera up to my eye to take a picture, my husband had inadvertently walked infront of me.

This is the result, a ghostly image of his body.

Many people have suggested that the only way for us to prove the existence of sasquatch is through a viable photo. One that can't be doctored in anyway, and well this picture proves that I had no hand in doctoring a digital photo, this type of evidence is not without flaws of its own.

This doesn't mean that we should put our cameras away. It just suggests that perhaps we need to take into consideration that what we are seeing in a picture is anonamolous at best and that we need to be abit more objective.

I know I have had people scrutinize my photos and suggest that what was in the photo was a dog, without taking into consideration the evidence that SHOULD be considered along side the photo.

There are pictures that although I have studied know something is there, but can't prove it because it is hidden so well in the picture, and then there are others that I can't be certain of what it is, and highly suspect that what I see is true to form. Something I had to realize is that not everyone is going to see what I see in a photo because my mind is already slanted because of the experience I have had.

Someone who looks at a picture without knowing what or where to look will see nothing more than trees and grass, sticks, and limbs. And even when a little background information is given, still thier mind cannot grasp onto what is glaring at them because they do not know what to look for.

I know myself when searching for prints I have probably inadvertently over looked suspect prints because my mind was specific in it's quest. Are we becoming too closed minded to allow for more possibilities?

I took a look at the pictures I have last night after putting them away for about three months. This is something I do when working on a manuscript. I put my script down for a few weeks and go back to it with a fresh mind. It allows me to recognize mistakes and allows me to make nesessary changes that I other wise wouldn't have been able to because my heart was too deep in it.

Like these pictures I was searching, knowing the proof was there, but not obvious enough for someone else to agree with me. And looking at them over again, there still is no concrete proof, except a little bit more deeper revelation for me.

These pictures I'll treasure and perhaps the opportunity will come where these creatures won't be so camera shy.

If one stares at a picture too long they can see faces and objects that aren't really there,but when they jump out at you when you aren't really looking, maybe you have something...

I covered up the " eye" because I am not sure if this is a leaf, or perhaps the "animal" moved and created an image "EYE" larger than it actually is.

Cropped picture showing a face other pictures of this area do not show anything suspect. Interesting.

Regardless of what these pictures may or may not show, digital cameras are not fool proof and the pictures have to speak alongside evidence that when placed together can proof beyond conjecture and speculation.

My best advice, when you want to take a picture, tell sasquatch to stand absolutely still! Strike a pose.

Possible knuckle prints

2008-11-27T09:24:00.000-08:00

Possible position of knuckle print

Ridge pattern- possible thumb print

Five finger imprint

These pictures were taken in July 08. They were found by chance because I was looking for something totally different in nature.

I had been scouring our land and the tree line for a month and was coming up empty handed. I had no idea that what lay at my feet was a treasure. It didn't occur to me what these imprints were until I inspected them more closely.

There were two, and I took a picture of the more defined one. It was clear to me when I placed my hand over top of the imprint, what exactly this was.

I could see very clearly with my naked eye the deep ridges on the area of the thumb, and I tried in another area to place my hand in the dirt as I assumed this creature had done.

I tried to pull the dirt up as the thumb had clearly done in a little mound showing that the thumb was actually somwhat imbedded or dug into the dirt.(This is the area where the ridges are apparent)and I was hard pressed to repeat the same print with my own hand, and this showed me that this animal was of considerable weight, placing the bulk of it's weight squarely on it's shoulders as it scampered off.

But never the less, My fingers and knuckles made the same imprint and in showing other members of the sasquatch community, they gave me instructions on how to take a perfect casting, too little to late in this case I am afraid, I used what I had and plaster of paris is not ideal.

When extracting the cast from the dirt, I inadvertently broke the cast But we have these pictures for your enjoyment.

I wasn't going to post these in all honesty, the pictures that we do have we treasure and are unique and as much as most pictures are held up to scritiny, I feel it is in our best interest to share these so that we can all be aware of what to look for.

I know myself, I have read of three toed creatures in Alberta, and five toed species in B.C. I honestly do not know what to look for because I have seen some pictures of foot prints on the internet that although likely they are to be that of a sasquatch, one can't be sure because it looks like an old boot print with the tred pattern worn well away.

How many times have I come up with these patterns in the snow or mud only to dismiss any possibility? I had become so narrow minded in my search for a difinitive foot pattern that I narrowly missed the jewels I had laying before my feet!

Only you know your experience, and if you have done all you can to prove that what you have found is or isn't that of a viable specimen, than that is all that should matter but always keep an open mind to bigger and better possibilities!

Food for thought...

2008-11-25T14:16:00.000-08:00

I had a question the other day as to how sasquatch would find and gather water during the winter months.

Does this creature come at night in secret and drink from the warm watering bowls left for the cows and horses?

Perhaps but my husband suggested most likely there is another solution.

These creatures are thinking animals and most likely they are able to perhaps maintain a hole in the ice of lakes, rivers and streams.

Although used for entirely different purposes, the seal maintains a hole in the ice so that it can use frequently to come up for air, and the polar bear use these holes as a means for hunting the seal.
Is it a far stretch to assume that perhaps sasquatch is able to maintain a watering hole for itself? Perhaps but highly unlikely.

I was told that horses can eat snow and fair well living off the water source during the winter months, perhaps sasquatch fairs well scooping up snow and eating it as well.

I am aware that there are those in the sasquatch community who either believe or have proof that sasquatch hybernates. I have no proof of that myself and if they do, I suspect that it's not unlike the common bear that does not go into a true hybernation and that may be the reason why there are the odd and few and far between sightings of sasquatch during the winter.

If I am every brave enough to travel into the woods in the Saskatchewan wind chill and find a watering hole... I'll let you know. Until then... my eyes on the fireplace.
Stay warm.

Oh for the love of batteries...

2008-11-20T15:40:00.000-08:00

I decided to brave the cold today and go for a walk with my daughter. It is something that her and I haven't done together in quiet sometime since our visitors have made themselves known to us.

The air was still and frosty and my glasses kept fogging up on me as I covered my nose up with my scarf and set on an arduous journey through the snow.

( Oh it wasn't that bad... what's a few inches compared to a few feet! Talk to me in January, then there will be snow! I'm from Alberta, with mid winter chinooks... Albertans okay Canadians in general are known for and good at complaining about the weather. Hey it's cold... we earned the right to complain!)

My daughter was bouncing in her boots in excitement to go out and enjoy the first of many snow walks and excursions. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time and wasn't in the least disappointed that the snow wasn't sticky to stop along the way and make a snowman.

Our feet crunched in the snow and we followed and identified deer, elk, coyote, and mouse tracks. I tried to keep her walking beside me just in case we came upon some unusual big tracks, but to no avail- we didn't find any.

We meandered our way through the stubble of the summer canola field, and through some brush that were not only thick with deer tracks but make shift shelters. I was astonished as I looked at the woven branches and twiggs. These were similar to what we have near our yard site, only more elaborate and considerably bigger. They were made with intention and I then noticed that these make shift shelters, or nesting sites were right near or beside well worn trails of wild game.

I took my digital camera out of my pocket and discovered that the cold had over taken the batteries and froze them. Out in the sunshine it was a balmy -17 degrees celsius. ( Groan, we still have five more months of the white stuff with much colder temperatures to come!)

My daughter was a little frightened at seeing these towering structures. I reassured her that the sasquatch are not here, that not only was evident by the lack of trail but also these structures have not been used in a while, or have yet to be used as they were covered in snow, and any evidence of sleeping or sitting was also covered by snow. It was clear by the trails of game going right through these structures that the scent of sasquatch was long gone and these animals felt secure in their surroundings.

I also told her as I had suspected and have read that the cold perhaps drives sasquatch deeper into thier natural habitat. The forest begins about five miles east of us and from where we stood and being that these creatures would be deep in the heart of thier domain, we had no cause for alarm.

The lift in her step elevated and I had to settle her down because I still wanted to remain respectful of their environment should they come back and reuse these sentinals that guarded the territory in a sublime manner.

I have no doubt we will see them again, and I suspect even sometime when the snow is still blanketing the earth and the sun is trying to coax out the crocus with the first kiss of the spring warmth. I just pray that I'll remember to put the batteries back in the camera!

Take good care...

And the sample is...

2008-11-13T10:20:00.000-08:00

Ever since I sent away the hair sample to the United States, I have been waiting with baited breath. I had convinced myself that this was the real deal and any realistic expectations I had I queltched not wanting to give into the truth.

When I opened up my email today and read the words, I wasn't surprised but I was hoping against hope. No worries. I think I would be downhearted if we didn't have the proof and the activity as we do on our acreage and I know hair is hard to come by. It still would have been nice though.

Never say never. In time with a little patience.

So what is this mysterious wad of hair? Wait for it... our neighbourhood RED FOX!

It is something that I never even considered. It's ironic because I am in the middle of making a podcast for this blog and in my commentary I talk about leaving out speculations and consider all possiblities. For me, this is a perfect example, the proof has to speak for itself and although the proof isn't the desired results, it is still very important.

( I am going to save the sample nonetheless and use it as a comparison against any thing else I may find.)

I am still learning and flying by the seat of my pants for the most part and I admit to having those momentary lapses in judgement and can't help but give into what if's even just for a moment.

This has certainly put things into its proper perspective for me and I take this as a learning episode in the pages of time. I thank all the help I have recieved to those who wish to remain anonymous and to Dr. Henner Fahrenbach for his expertise!

I am sure I'll be contacting him again, better luck next time!

Finally a picture of what I saw!

2008-11-08T09:16:00.000-08:00

Sasquatch standing in the tall weeds.

Watching a woman off in the distance to its right.

I did a quick sketch the day I saw the creature across the field, and for some reason today I began to draw it in a more precise drawing.

This is something I am satisfied with. This is what I saw, only the fur was again the colour of a grizzly bear ( Cinnamon) and shaggy like that of a wet griz, but the fur was dry and didn't look wet. ( But it was that shaggy appearance showing light and dark highlights) something my drawing doesn't show.

Perhaps if I chose to do a different medium... I think I'll leave it as it is.

Like I said. I am satisfied.

I stared at my rough sketch yesturday and I have to say I became overwhelmed. The picture brought back to memory perfect detail and imagry in my mind. ( How could I forget? It's something I think about almost daily) I was saddened just because most of us who have seen something of this nature wish we could take that moment back and do things slightly different.

I know myself in that moment I wanted so much to see it's face. In my mind I begged for it to turn around and yet it didn't. For that I am thankful. Things went the way they needed to go, but dang if I only had the digital camera with me. I would have had proof for myself at least that I know what I know what I saw.

I do. But in the moment and days and weeks after, I questioned myself and my mind. The tree waps and other evidence wouldn't seal the deal for me, I wanted to see it again.

And even still I pray that I have another opportunity to see it as I am meant, or the world is meant to see it... I pray that I have the opportunity to look at it in the eye without fear, without hesitation and slowly take the picture perfect aim and capture something for all of us to admire.

Last night I put out some porridge with molasses and canned pears in a styrofoam bowl. At two in the morning my dogs who were in the garage for the night woke me up with thier barking.

I listened to the monitor and the neighbor's dogs were barking and it sounded like they were being taunted by what sounded like a dog bark, but somewhat more vocal, or boisterous. Its echo was significantly louder than the other dogs although I could tell that this extra voice was in the vicinity of the other dogs.

When I woke up this morning, from looking out my window I noticed the cup missing. I had strategically placed the game camera up and pointed the laser right at the cup so if there was movement, the camera would be sure to flash. It didn't. The camera showed no pictures. I am not sure if perhaps it was to far away from the bait site, or if whatever animal took and ate the food was cunning enough to outsmart me.

That has happened before. Food always goes and whatever is aware of the camera is sly enough to keep itself out of range. ( I have camera photos of some animal although remaining off camera moves the bag of food that is in plain view of caption, it manages to move it off site undetected... we have pictures of a moving bag in still frames that seem to be moving by itself!)

Foxes do not do this, they don't care or pay attention to the camera, it's the same with the raccoons and skunks and our recent addition a ferral cat.

The deer even tend to walk by the camera not startled too much by the flash.

I honestly think that the only way for a viable picture is for me, or my family to have a close encounter (of the safest kind) with camera in hand.

Keep your camera handy.

A hair is a hair is a hair...

2008-11-05T19:18:00.000-08:00

Today was the day -I finally have sent some samples off to the United States to be tested to see what animal had left a wad of hair behind on our property.

I had a brief correspondence with the person who has agreed to do the testing and from thier/their experience that the hair in question is most likely to be that of a bear.

( Sorry someone commented on my spelling of this word... It can be spelled either or, as in color, I spell it colour, now can we leave the spelling lesson and just work on discovering Bigfoot/sasquatch together?)

The reason given is that only strands of bigfoot hair have been found as if to be "snags" off trees or barbed wire.

I did al ittle research on my own of bear snaggings and I have to say that the forest rangers who baited a site and collected bear hair on barbed wire did not collect anything as sizable as what our little nail captured.

I have also discovered that since my sighting in June, what we are experiencing is slightly different here than the experiences in other provinces or other countries. Just because no one has "discovered" hair in clumps or wads, doesn't mean that it isn't possible. Right?

Some people in the bigfoot community I have talked with are very rigid in thier findings and will not accept any other possibilities other than what they themselves have experienced and take that as fact and do not deviate from that.

Animals are unpredicatable and yet highly predictable only scientific testing of the mitochondrial DNA kind will prove that this is, what it is... and reveal it's secrets.

I'll know in a month or so's time wheather we have an unpredictable unknown primate or a bear with an itch on our property.

I have to say that I appreciate that doctors and scientists who are actively taking part in the quest and thier help is needed and thier work doesn't go unnoticed and my above comment wasn't to them specifically it was just a mere mention that this community does alot of fighting among themselves, and I am just wondering why we all can't get along and collaborate together and take things with an open mind? I'm deviating and perhaps my foot should exit here...

I took some pictures today as I delicately tried to take strands off the nail and I have to say that it was so tightly wound or tangled that the strands broke off, but I was sure to provide strands that showed significant length and also a folicle.

I measured one strand and it was slightly over 2 inches in length, but I suspect the hairs to be longer. It is interesting to note that the hairs when grouped together as in a "clump of hair" they are soft and oily.

I came across a smaller clump of hair a few weeks after I found the one I sent off to be tested. I am so kicking myself now because I was out for a walk and didn't take any bag or gloves with me and I picked up found specimen with my hands and found it to have the same length and oily feel to it. It also had green algae attached to it, intertwined with the clump and I didn't feel like carrying it so I left it.

Things happen on a regular basis around here and nothing of significant value for the public eye that I have become so complacent and not very professional as I have become somewhat "numb" or grown accustom to the abnormal being normal around here.

Every day can reveal something new but when it doesn't one tends to let thier guard down...

I have had a few instances like this when something has happened and I've been caught off guard... when will I learn?

Becareful what you look for...

2008-10-03T20:04:00.000-07:00

I am guilty for being complacent in my search for our visitor, and yet lately I find this almost an obsession. I have had to take a step back and enjoy my life before sasquatch came onto the scene.

For the past few days I have been enjoying the quad with my daughter and it feels good to let loose and not worry about who or what is watching as I toil away in my yard. I had no choice but take a step back and evaluate the situation that was taking over my every thoughts and actions.

I could not go outside without wanting and waiting to see something...

My husband had said something to me that I didn't want to hear, but he was right. This search, this quest was becoming an idol.

For days now I have allowed myself to just let go and let God take this where it needs to go. I am no longer struggling and searching the ground to find prints, or obsessively listening to the monitor. I have had to force myself but in all honesty, it feels good to put this in it's proper place, and today I have recieved a blessing a little nugget of gold of the hairy kind.

I was working in the yard with my daughter most of the day. Our homeschooling session went really well, and it was timed so that the rest of the afternoon we could ride around on the quad while picking up tree cuttings from the pruning I had done a week before.

We had finished our yard cleanup and I went outside to close the shed doors. The doors are heavy and old and do not have a latch, so we use an old log placed in front to keep the doors from opening.

I picked up the log to move it after I closed the big heavy wooden doors, and to my surprise I saw a huge wad of what I thought was deer hair hanging off a bent nail in the wood.

I without thinking tried to pull the wad with my fingers from its resting place, and I quickly remembered that things found like this should not be touched, so I went and got a baggie to place this new find in.

I managed to get a few fibers of considerable length off the nail, but in all honesty, I couldn't figure out how a deer could have gotten it's fur wrapped around a nail like this. Then it dawned on me, deer hair isn't this texture, or this thin ( as it is viewed by strands) and it isn't this long.

I had no choice but to retrieve the entire nail out of the wood, and that is safely bagged without my DNA all over it. I then drove to my neighbour's because they are avid deer hunters, who hunt not only deer, but moose, elk, and the occassional bear.

Everyone observed the contents and conclusively agree that this should be tested because it definitely is not deer, or black bear... perhaps grizzly... but although the coloring is right for a griz, they all agree that again the thickness and the look of it just doesn't look to be any sort of bear.

This is an interesting side note, this sample of hair is the same color of the animal that I and my neighbour observed.

I have to say that if this goes into the lab to get tested... I fear that the cat is out of the bag and our location will be compromised. I may just hold onto this for a bit.

The lesson I have learned is not to try so hard. Have patience and it will pay off. Live your life to the best of your ability and never neglect the small stuff, cus it's in those moments when the bigger picture falls into your lap.

Here's some pictures for you to peruse.

* The reason for the hair to be wrapped around the nail is that it is highly suspected the animal was in a position of scratching itself and left this behind.

First Conatct well, sort of.

2008-10-02T07:36:00.000-07:00

I was listening to the monitor last night. It's a given for me now to sit infront of the t.v set and have the monitor held up to my ear.
The familiar sounds came about 9:00 pm and I listened for an hour, hearing the soft tapping, and then a wap, and then a softer tap. I heard rustling sounds like something large was walking perhaps to and fro around the area. The ground is full of crisp fallen leaves so even if it was trying to be quiet the crunching gave away its postion.

I heard racoons coming up and chattering. I estimated there were two of them talking to one another. One cooed and the other clucked in succession and then thier voices faded. Silence lasted a moment, and then the quiet tapping would begin. It was approxamately 35 -45 second intervals. Sometimes sooner and at times louder.
After an hour of listening to this I decided without thinking to bang my hand on the outside wall that faced the area in which the noise was coming from. I was sitting comfortably in my living room, the outside lights were off and I went for it.
" BANG" My hand rested on the wall right on top of a joint making the sound more rigid and giving the exact sound I desired.
I waited... 35 seconds... WAP! It sounded like it was of the same force as what I had given. The sound was hard and distinct.
I tried a softer one... 35 seconds later, I was met with a softer one.
This to me didn't prove anything because I could be unknowingly timing my bangs to what may possibly be wind movement... I had to be sure.
I waited... the waps became more as if anticipating and waiting for a return call.
I waited some more...
" WAP! WAP! WAP!"
Finally something for me to go on, this was clearly NOT the wind.
I returned with a "BANG" trying to match the force but being careful not to put a hole in my wall.
" Wap!"
I didn't wait, I returned with a " Bang" immediately, and immediately it followed with a "wap" with the same sound and intent as before. I immediately followed, and it immediately returned. We exchanged our sounds three times, and I decided to pause for a moment.
Then came loud and many waps and taps, like perhaps it was agitated or maybe anticipating where I was calling it from. I could hear this animal moving back and forth and I thought that perhaps it was trying to get a fix of my location and I decided to give another soft tap.
I heard it move closer to the monitor and it returned a soft tap. I returned a soft tap but only after counting to 30. It responded with a light tap that matched mine.

I decided to stop because I am alone now for a week and a half, and I do not want to put myself in any unessesary danger. What I had done was pushing the envelope but I had to know.
I decided to turn off the t.v. I surmised in my head that if the creature was so close it would be able to see the light coming from the window and into the yard abit. Would the light effect the creatures behavior in anyway?
As soon as I turned off the t.v. I heard on the monitor a light tap. I turned the t.v back on... and I heard another tap. I turned the t.v off and heard again another tap. I left the t.v off for a few minutes and banged on the wall .( I couldn't help myself.)
This sent some sort of message because the tapping became hardened and I could only guess that there were about 10-15 taps and waps in a matter of 45 seconds.
That was it for me. Too close for comfort and as stoked and excited as I was I decided that it was best if I just fell silent and left the t.v off to allow this creature the space it deserved. I fell asleep to the rythmic tapping it first came onto the site with.
" Tap" 35 second wait... " Tap" another 35 seconds... " WAP!"
I was startled a bit as I was starting to doze off. I heard movement in the leaves, and a faint wap and tap... it was moving away. Time to go to sleep. What a good idea. I was coming down off an adreneline high and being comfy under the thick blanket on the couch, that is where I slept the night dreaming of my husband... He's an awesome guy and I can't wait for him to have his first sighting!

PICTURES of TREE MARKERS

2008-09-27T04:52:00.000-07:00

I wanted to post these pictures because when you are out in the field of research one has to be careful not to mistake a stick laying on the ground or even laying against a tree as being placed there by something other than nature itself.

A general rule of thumb is to observe carefully and take into careful consideration anything that is out of place where nature is concerned. Anything that isn't placed haphasardly by nature can have a strong conclusion that perhaps that stick was deliberately put in its resting place with intent and determination.

These following pictures have been downsized for this website but I assure you that these sticks,branches and tree limbs, are almost woven together in such a way that if you try to innocently remove one from its position, it wouldn't budge easily. Much force has to be applied in order to break the form of these structures. That is what makes them so unique and stand out.

I am taking my husband out to these sites tomorrow because the photos do not show the intent and the thought process that was applied when making these structures.

Enjoy!

What's in a sound?

2008-09-27T04:04:00.000-07:00

It's the time of harvest. What an amazing time of year. The fields are golden yellow and thier hues are even more vibrant as the low September sun lingers it's last kiss of warmth of the day upon thier tender crisp stalks that lay silently waiting to be picked up and hauled off into the grain trucks.

It's been an unending, unyielding noise in the background of the monitor; the drone and whir and chur of the combines, the chugging of the hay trucks as they speed by. Today I took a small walk around our yard, I myself am trying to lap up the last remaining drips of the sunshine as the clouds have seemed to have moved on for the day, and the wind has allowed me this quiet time to just meander through the tendrils of green grass that refuses to relenquish the hold and welcome in the quietness and the hollowness of - winter.

There were a few moments of silence, and the air was a thick dead calm. The silence didn't ring in my ears, it just existed almost suspended on the few whisps of air currents that filled the tufts of the fir trees that ruffled thier edges abit.
The few remaining crows soared over head and gave a caw that didn't seem to drift as normal. The echos didn't remain and thier voices fell short as soon as I was able to hear them. The day shadowed a peace and a calm that wouldn't last but a moment.

It was about 6:30 pm when Mugs began his barking from inside the garage. He was in there for his own safety because my husband Paul had to go out into town and Mugs loves to chase the truck. Paul had only been gone ten minutes before the ruckus began.
Mugs barks became very determined and very intense. He wouldn't let up! I finally went outside to see if I could see anything. Naturally I knew I wouldn't be able to, but I took the camera just in case.

I went out the back door, and where I stood I could hear a sound coming from the area close to where my neighbour had seen something in our yard the other day. ( See Monday Sept 22 posting)
It was inconspicuous in nature, and I rolled my eyes at how Mugs is just so trigger happy lately so to speak. Anything sets him off, and from what I understood looking at the situation with my own eyes, I thought he was barking at what I thought to be birds trying to settle down for the night.
I had heard what I thought were wings fluttering. We have had a few pet birds before and I recognized the sound.

I turned to enter the house when I heard a secondary sound it sounded like leaves in the trees, or even something moving in the grass. The sound was soft at first but then it became determined for a lack of a better word. Whatever was in the area was moving and it sounded deliberate, but heavy, or should I say big. The grass movement was rustling loudly by this time, and it almost sounded like the noise was getting louder like it was moving in my direction.

I wasn't frightened, because I couldn't see it with the brush as a barrier between the yardsite and where the noise was coming from, so I am certain it did not see me, nor smell me. I moved a bit closer into the yard, the noise continued. I tried to move closer still, but no matter how hard I tried to place my footing quietly, I could still hear myself trampling down the grass. The noise stopped.

I moved closer to the tree line and tried to act like I was just on a casual stroll...no such luck sherlock. whatever had made that noise was not visible to where I was standing.

I went inside, and Mugs fell quiet the rest of the night.

Shadowed area of where the rustling came from on the other side of these trees.

This is where our secondary driveway is located.

Sasquatch and infrasound

2008-09-23T04:23:00.000-07:00

I was on the BFRO public discussion forum tonight reading up on the recent 2008 expedtions and thier findings, and I came across something quite interesting.

Some members of the expedition either as a group or individually had thier own personal experience with something unexplainable. They had a feeling or a sensation when out in the field. Some members had a sense of fear, overwhelming sense of emotion although they were not emotional, or they had a tingling feeling in thier head.

I have quite frequently when searching for our own sighting, have had this tingling feeling. For me it's a sense of lightheadedness, and a swirling feeling about my head that makes me feel different. I can't say it's a dizzying feeling because I do not feel my surroundings swirl about me, all I can say is that this feeling is only strong when in certain areas, I surmise that this feeling is an after effect of sasquatch being in the area.
I tried a little experiement. My husband veered off our designated path, and I kept walking the more I walked in a certain direction, the feeling became more intense, if I deviated from my path and met up with my husband, my head would feel normal again as if I had never felt any effects of my environment.

This feeling happened to me Sunday afternoon, I had not had a sighting, but mugs was barking quite a bit in the yard, and I decided to go for a walk in our little wooded area, I could not find any prints, but found a clear game path that I decided to walk on. I let mugs lead me through with his nose, he clearly picked up on something and I had that sneaking sensation come upon me suddenly. I tried to ignore it, but as I walked out of our treed area, the feeling left.

Then Monday morning, our neighbours spoted "something" in our property, not far from where I had my sensations.

I should also note, when I inspected the area where the neighbours saw what they said " Something huge" in our yard, I took Mugs with me, and I was alittle cautious. I didn't feel anything in the area, but I had a sense of cautiousness about me, and I began to walk towards the area of the sighting.
Mugs began to sniff the ground and began a quick trot ahead. His hair on his neck stood up on end, and he gave a growl a bark and a hop on his hind legs. He went to the area of where "It" stood that morning.

Clearly nothing was in the area at that time, but Mugs picked up on a scent. Could it be that my dog also "felt" something such as sensations what I have been getting? Is there an infrasound marker detectable after the creature is gone, or in the viscinity but only further than what we think? Can infrasound be detected for only a few feet away, or can it be detected miles away?
Can my dog detect this, is this what he is detecting when he's in the garage at night, and he begins to bark? I am aware that his nose and hearing are so very acute, but could his senses or our own go deeper than that?
This is something I am going to have to do research on. It is highly interiguing and needs further study.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infrasound

I just wanted to note that I wear glasses, my husband does not, and I often wonder if my sense of smell has something to do with this because I can smell electricity in the air, or rain coming and often times smells that my husband and others do not smell. I'm curious to know those who have had something that couldn't be explained wpre perscription glasses, and if infrasound can be better detected when the sense of sight is somewhat flawed in humans.

UPDATE: I recieved a very insightful email from a fellow individual who has thier own sightings and has done extensive research on the subject, and perhaps I have confused infrasound with pheremone scent.
It is easy to get carried away and have your mind wander all over the place with possibilities and conjectures, and I am glad that I have someone carefully watching my back so to speak. Helping me along the way as I stumble my way through this.
We are flying by the seats of our pants here, and we must remain humble to the experience and not allow for our hearts to roam and allow room for science to kick us into gear.
Thank you my friend! GOD BLESS YOUR DAY!

The fox ain't crazy and niether am I, another possible sighting!

2008-09-22T16:05:00.000-07:00

I had gone over to my neighbour's this afternoon for a visit and to return some paint brushed I had borrowed a week before. It wasn't long into the visit that she had told me that in passing my house this morning she and her husband had seen something on our secondary driveway.

"It was huge" as she motioned her hands in a large manner.
"It's back side was big and it was scrunched down." She said as she let her cigarette linger in it's holster and took hold of her coffee instead.

"It was cinamon colored, and big. We couldn't stop because we had the two cows in the back of the trailer, and with the gravel road being wet and muddy..." Her voice trailed off. ( It rained hard last night, our gravel roads on the grid are crap when they are wet... they are crap when they are dry... )

I knew she was thinking she wished they had slowed down to get a better look. I just smiled in eager intent. She didn't say what she saw, and rightfully so, but we both knew.

She explained to me where she had seen it, and what it was doing. It was scrunched down she had said. I imagined it to possibly be squating sitting motionless. It's back was to the road and it did not turn around.
" It was wierd to see something like that in broad daylight."
" Just like the color of the one I saw, perhaps... " I smiled and I took a sip of my coffee, and she puffed her cigarrette.

What an interesting turn of events! This has me so stoked. I have checked the area, but again eventhough the ground is soft, I could not see any viable prints. The grass is long, and the leaves are scattered about and constantly falling, covering up any print that could be visible. I didn't want to linger too much because I didn't want to put my scent on anything. I am sure our visitors are well aware of what we smell like, but this time of the month is not a good time for me to be wandering about, especially alone.

Walking the ditches, I saw a few things that could have or might have been something but the possible print was too worn to tell. That got me asking the question, if sasquatch was walking the ditch and decided to walk up it onto a road or other surface, how would it postition its feet? Does it walk on the ball of it's foot as it walks upwards on an incline? I noticed that my body was slightly forward and I used the ball of my foot to gain footing and momentum.
Sasquatch normally do not bend thier foot as they can be seen in the Patterson film, walking with a straight foot gait, with the ankle moving slightly and they pick up thier foot with thier toes perpendicular to the ground and leaving no drag marks. This sounds all too complicated, but it's a viable question to know what one should look for in the field of study.

I found squashed weeds that were not flattened in one direction, rather they were flattened out from the middle outwards signifying that something heavy had tredded on them leaving a distingquishing mark, but without knowing this to be a tell tale sign when sasquatch treds on vegitation, this is just an anomoly that may go unanswered, and it may be needless in nature and question anyway. One thing from this is that my mind is becoming more observant to my surroundings, and I do not want to leave anything under examined.

This sighting was approxamately 11:00 am this morning. I had let the dogs out shortly after, and I had done a walk about of the property around this time, but did not go over to the area where Mr. Big, was seen. Was it still in the area? Was it aware that I was out? Could it see me? Wow, too close of a call. It's one of those moments that leave you snapping your fingers and saying "SHOOT!" better luck next time... Naw, I don't believe in luck, just God's providence.

Crazy... Friendly like a Fox

2008-09-22T02:24:00.000-07:00

It's was a windy night this past Sunday evening, and still is as I write this in the wee hours of the morning. The weekend has come and gone and another day of homeschool will begin in a few short hours. I had wished my daughter was awake when I had our nightime visitor, no not Mr.Big, but our other neighbourhood residence, Fox.

It was about 11:00pm and I had let our other dog, Daxter outside to do his business before putting him in his kennel for the night. He's a small breed, a chihuahua, terrier mix, although he's slightly bigger than a chi, he makes up for it in looks and his ginormous shall I say cahonah's.

He has such a friendly demeanor, but if he hears something or catches something on the wind, he'll gruff and bark, and retreat and whine like the cowardly lion on the wizard of Oz. A good guard dog Daxter does not make.

The wind was blowing the crismson leaves and howling through the branches and when I heard Daxter give a gruff at the front door, I thought something spooked him in a funny sort of way. Perhaps the wind moved the bird feeder hanging on the eave of the house, and the shadow gave him cause for alarm, or maybe the wind was rustling the fabric of the fold up lawn chair. With these dogs, anything can set them off. They are always spooked now. I can't blame them. They both have had thier own encounters with Mr. Big and thankfully there was no tragic ending to thier encounters.

I opened up the front door. The porch light was on so I could see this animal quite clearly still abit in shadow though. It leap forward, I guess out of being startled. It stood there frozen watching me, and I opened up the screen door and called for Daxter. Nothing.
This long legged creature leaped away from me, just one pounce, and stood staring. I moved my body partially out the door and called again, all the while keeping an eye on this furry thing.

It just stood, I hesitated between closing the door and quickly grabbing the camera, but knew that would be a futile move since it would have been gone by the time I got back to the door. This was a chance in a life time. I stood watching it for 30 more seconds and then it bounded out of sight. What a breath taking creature so close up, the red fox.

It was only about 15 or so feet away from the door. Had I had food in my hand, I probably could have coaxed it further, but I do not recommend doing this. These are wild animals, and the more inimidated they are by you so much the better. Our dogs do not need to come into contact with animals such as this, they woudn't stand a chance fighting off a fox, and neither do we, my family and I. As cute and furry and friendly as any wild animal may seem, they always have the potential to carry rabies along with a nasty bite and respect should be given to them and thier space.

That has me wondering, could sasquatch carry rabies? I suppose it's possible, but perhaps with thier intelligence maybe the sicklings would be run off and just like any animal it would go off in search of solitude and die.
It may be a plausible but it may also be highly unlikely due to the enormity of the animal and the agility is has against it's prey. Whatever the case, extreme caution should be a normal practice amoung any wildlife enthusiast.

CLOSE but no Cigar... uh sasquatch

2008-09-19T16:18:00.001-07:00

I had settled down for the night with a nice cupa tea and a warm cosy blanket to warm me as I prepared to sit up most of the night to listen to the monitor.

I had Prepared the night air with a few woop woops, and some new calls I heard over the internet. Mugs was also settled down for the night in the garage, and we heard coyotes call in the distance, and then silence. I strained my ear to listen, but Mug's low growl interupted me, and then came his barking. I closed the back door thinking it was my call that was disturbing him, and I waited a few minutes before I set up the recording equipment.

If only I had this set up ahead of time. As I got myself comfy on the couch I held the monitor up to my ear, and I heard this low gruff sound. It was animalistic, and definitely not Mugs, If it had I would have heard his voice echo back at me since I would have been able to hear him from inside the house. This sound was definitely coming from the baited area and I do not like to speculate, but taking a look at the game camera this morning, it's hard not to think that these two events were mere coincidence.

The noise I heard was roughly around 10:00 pm, and the game camera took simultaneous pictures, three to be exact of nothingness, just the dark. Could it have been our friendly neighbourood sasquatch grunting as it got a flash caught in it's eyes, and moved away just in time before it's picture was taken? I do not know, but listening to the recordings of the monitor this morning proved that he or them remained close for over an hour.

The banging outside was unmistakeable, so very loud and close. At one time I even thought that perhaps it may be rooting through our fire pit as there was some remnants of food I had thrown in there a few days before, intending to burn it before our dog had gotten at it.

I could hear shuffling of leaves, and debris on the floor in between our trees. Rocks banging against rocks, near and far and wood on wood banging, tell tale tree waps. A few were so loud they knocked me out of my begining slumber. Had I not been alone in the house the noise would have made me think that someone had dropped something on the floor in the next room that's how loud the noise was.

Do raccoons bang that loud? They are such a tiny delicate animal, I can hardly think that they would be standing there wacking a tree just to dispite me. Haha, I'm watching too much of Franklin with my daughter I think.

Our resident FOX was back again last night. Walking right over the salt lick. Funny nothing stops to take a lick, they sniff, but there is a spot just infront of it the creatures of the night all gravitate too. Only thier nose knows.

I have moved the monitor, it was on the barbeque against the front of the house, now it's back in a tree near the bait site, and the game camera is up in the baited tree, looking down towards whatever will be captured by it. I'm hoping at this angle Mr.Big won't have a chance to get away before he is caught.
I'm going to lay out more apples, On the ground and in the tree. I know that the raccoons will get a few, but the raccoons attract Mr. Big, it seems when they are around and leave, he's shortly to follow.

It feels a bit like cat and mouse for the moment... but perhaps tonight will be the night... I'm not holding my breath, and I'm not holding that cigar either...
(Note, for some reason blogspot has this as Friday's Post, It is Saturday, September 20 2008)

Where are the crows and magpies?

2008-09-19T16:18:00.000-07:00

When we moved to this acreage, the previous owners informed us to get magpie traps because with all the trees around, they were a big nuisance. They scare the other birds and eat the eggs and take over thier nests.

This past winter and spring, the air was always filled with the caws of either the crow or a magpie. Often times I would get out the binoculars to look in on some blue jay nests, and discover a magpie inturrupting my view.

The song birds around are almost non existent. The fall is being usured in quiet quickly with the leaves turning thier crimson reds, and the bright yellows and crisp oranges. It's a welcoming sight although my bones dread the coming of the winter's chill, I couldn't help but wonder today, where are the birds?

I spy a few crows over head, and the past week's evening listening to the monitor has given me a headache for all the geese and ducks taking flight and setting off on thier long trek to where ever it is they go for the winter. *I do know, but perish the thought, Mexico here I come, yeah let me get right on that, hitch a ride on the wing of a goose...

The crows are also few and far between, and I have yet to see a magpie, where did they go when we had so many that thier noise would ring in the air like an annoying horn? I had them landing on the roof, at my bedroom window but now nothing.

YEAH! I can honestly say I don't miss them. The caws and cackles of either or both bird send shivers down me and cause me great pain. I know others say that they like the calls of these birds, but out here there was just so many they would drown out the robin, blue jay, gold finch, sparrow, chickadee, and the countless other song birds one can hear during the day... The air isn't as busy as it used to be...

I still think if the sasquatch had anything to do with it, I'd like to offer them a hearty helping of beaver... they seem to neglect those.

SOMETHING TOOK THE PEACH!

2008-09-17T19:39:00.000-07:00

It figures! Just when I have the game camera down, the bait site is sabotaged.
I have had an over ripened peach on a tree limb for a few days now and just when my back is turned, (well I was in the house)- It's gone.

Mugs was freaking out so I went outside around 5:30 pm and went to see what he was barking at. I walked around the house, and he greated me, and I decided to check the site. Mugs immediately ran over there fur sticking up off his neck and began to growl and bark, and ran across the yard site and began barking towards another tree line. I did some tree waps and calls, and knew that I wouldn't get anything. IF there was a visitor, it most likely was gone, or somewhere where it could see me, but I not it.

There were indentations in the ground just below the site but nothing difinitive.
Needless to say, the game camera is up, and right now as I am listening to the monitor(8:53 pm), the neighbour's dogs are barking. That's always a good sign.

The bait site has a baggie full of pears and dates and one carrot hanging from a tree limb away from raccoons and other animals. Hopefully the game camera will take a pic of what takes it... time will tell.

Some Question and Answers while we wait...

2008-09-17T09:51:00.001-07:00

Here is a list of questions and answers while we wait for our elusive neighbours to return. Please note these are only suggestions, and we are still flying by the seat of our pants here. What works for one sasquatch may not work for all, or some. We do not have all the solutions but take all feedback and suggestions seriously and while some have been proven worthwhile, other suggestions we've tried, not so much.

ARE THEY DANGEROUS?

Quiet honestly, not so far. We do suspect that sasquatch are more curious and spend time just watching and observing. It has been our experience, ( as the experience of others off the internet) that sasquatch seem to be more at ease with children and women. My husband works out of town weeks or months at a time, and it is a common sight for sasquatch to see my daughter and I out and about in the yard. This for us seems to be when we recieve postitive results to our research.

We do regard these creatures like we do any bear. Bear have a keen sense of smell, and that is something to keep into consideration.

We have heard low grumbling/growling when we approach an anomalous area too closely. We have never pushed the envelope, although my husband often times carries his shot gun... just in case.

There have been reports that sasquatch has become aggressive when a gun has been pointed or pulled into view so please keep that in mind, that some sasquatch have memories of what a gun can do already, and will not be caught unaware a second time.

My dog got sprayed by a skunk, and now every time he sees one, he tries to kill it... thankfully I have always been around to call him back, and thankfully he listens.

WHAT DO THEY EAT?

We have baited an area, and we have used raw meats such as ground bison, elk, chicken, steak even liver( as suggested) What seems to work for us is cooked chicken.

Fruits seemed to be left. I have tried an apple only to discover that after sitting for about a week untouched, a squirrel decided he would take it.

Bananas were taken but not until after a few days... nice and ripe and smelly.
Citrus fruits we haven't tried as a suggestion that they aren't favored by sasquatch anyway.

Home made gravy is well favored. I often pour a bit over the meat with some cranberries (dried cran raisins) and some soya nuts (salty) this is a welcome treat and I can always expect this gone within a day or two.

I have just recently read a story on the internet of sasquatch being spotted eating the tiny seed at the end of the root of sweet grass.

Many have been spotted with a killed deer over thier shoulder. It is said that they usually eat the liver. Our experience is that cows liver goes untouched unless it's submerged in gravy.

We suspect that they also eat other wildlife such as birds, raccoon, possibly rabbit along with deer. I wish they would take care of our beaver problem, they are destroying our trees.

What do they sound like?

Actually these are elusive creatures and very rarely in our experience make sounds. We have heard a few vocalizations that are very similar to what you hear on other sasquatch websites listed for download.

WHAT IS A TREE WAP?

Tree waps are just what we call hitting a tree with a stick. This is used to locate other members of sasquatch, although I suspect that it may also be a method used at night to locate an animal in a tree. Either to knock it deliberately out of the tree by hitting the tree hard with a stick, or scaring the animal into alerting it's location.
Advid investigators use tree wapping as a way to lure into a call back from a sasquatch in known sasquatch territory.

ARE THEY EASY TO TRACK?

Yes and no. If you know what you are looking for, yes, but if you are tracking them on terrain that is not very forgiving such as this Saskatchewan dirt that is hard and compact this is a challenge. If you are tracking them in an area that has alot of forest dead fall such as leaves and pine needles, do not expect to get a detailed foot print but there are still other signs to look for.
We have yet to find a viable foot print with toe indentations. We have a few pictures of knuckle prints that are deep enough for detail.

Do not expect when tracking a sasquatch to come face to face with one unless you have an upclose sighting and are brave enough to track it in your sights. These are elusive creatures and do not want human contact. Please keep that in mind and respect the animal you are tracking.

WHY BRING THIS OUT IN THE OPEN WHEN THERE ARE SO MANY WEBSITES OUT THERE ALREADY?

We didn't plan for this to happen, this sasquatch investigating fell into our lap. We have always been fascinated with this creature as we originally come from Alberta, Canada. The area we have lived is rich with stories and experiences both north and south of each border and dividing line. When we moved to this acreage just over a year ago, here in Saskatchewan, we had no idea, infact had knowledge that saskatchewan was possibly the only place that sasquatch has not dared to tred.
This site is to document something that is very real to us, and it's a way for others to take us seriously and to trust thier own instincts and experiences. Just because something isn't believed, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

We are a Christian family and for us to be experiencing something of this nature is invaluable to us and to others. It's an experience of a lifetime, and now instead of being of the belief, "It will never happen to us, we should never be so fortunate."
We can say "IT CAN HAPPEN to ANYONE IT IS HAPPENING TO US, IN OUR OWN BACK YARD!"

All is quiet on the Central Saskatchewan front...

2008-09-17T08:00:00.000-07:00

It's a was a warm September morning. The sun was peeking behind the clouds as if to shake the slumbering billowing puff balls loose and send them on thier way. We were sound asleep in our beds and I had gotten used to falling asleep with the baby monitor ( We use to hear outside noises while remaining safe inside) next to my ear.
POP! POP! POP ! POP-POP!
What the... I shot out of my slumber like a balloon letting out its air. Then silence. I was up so I decided to make a cup of tea and listen to the monitor with a more intent ear. Again the noises sounded. Honestly coming over the fuzzy airwaves I was certain that these were hunters.
Were they out to hunt my sasquatch? Oh they had better not.

I opened up the door to discover the noise was just across the road and into the field. By this time my husband had woken up to bound down the stairs.
"Fire Crackers! This time of morning?" He went to grab a smoke and we were going to go out and investigate together but I couldn't wait.
I had already been up for about a half an hour and I didn't want to waste any time. I was already half way up the drive way when he angrily called at me.
" Will you wait!"
I wasn't going any where just to the end of the drive. But my husband knows me best, I"ll go head charging into a situation without realizing the consequences.
I am certain had he been with me when I first saw our Sasquatch neighbour, he would not have allowed me to get so close.
And rightfully so.
This past winter, our dog Mugs who was still such a puppy at the time was barking fiercely at something in the dark. His bark sounded like he had been scared out of his fur and as I listened with the back door open, calling to him, I was becoming more and more worried about his ability to come to the house for safety.
Mugs had retreated underneath a old wooden shed for safety. From where this shed is one has to walk through our back yard 15 feet past a row of fir trees and another 5 feet or so to reach the shed. The back porch light refused to go past the trees, and I pin pointed mug's voice and tried to coax him out from underneath the shed.
My husband was least impressed. I wasn't thinking about my safety, I was thinking that our poor dog had gotten hurt, and is lying bleeding, hurt so bad he can't get himself out. We had lost his brother to a car just a month prior and that incident was brought to the forefront of my mind, and I began to worry for our pet.
I have never heard any dog bark in fright and in terror. His barkings were constant over my voice, and my husband called me back furiously and began to shine the flashlight into our tree lines surrounding our property.
"Something is out there" My husband said.
Then he reprimanded me, and chastized me. I had a lot to learn out here in the country.
The city is teeming with lights and sounds that are familiar, out here in the dead of silence something could be lurking about watching.
I honestly was thinking coyotes but now we know other wise. Had we looked for tracks in the snow the next day, we could have begun our sasquatch adventures then. I am convinced that our dog had his first encounter that evening.
This winter I'll be in tune to our surroundings, and I certainly will be more careful. Since our experiences, I've learned to walk with caution.
Even now when the hunters are in full uniform I suspect that eventhough the nightime noises aren't as apparent, sasquatch is around, watching and waiting.
It's quiet now with the guns retreating back to the safety of thier locked sheaths until next season, just how long it remains that way? Sasquatch will be the first to let us know.
" WAP!"

DO YOU HAVE A SIGHTING?

2008-09-16T09:48:00.001-07:00

Do you have a sighting you want to share?
Are you wanting to have your sighting investigated?

Please Email me at: srnityblu@yahoo.com

We are a family team who go out and investigate sightings to help the community become aware of these animals.

We believe they may be gigantopithicus, or an unknown primate. Regardless of our speculation, we agree that this is an unknown undocumented wild animal and respectfully should treat it as such.

There has been believe that these creatures carry a spiritual quality or connotation with them, again, we have yet to encounter such an incident, but anything is possible when you are dealing with the unknown. We document all our encounters and leave nothing to speculation. We do our best to take pictures and note circumstances surrounding the situation and document the facts as they are presented, not just as they are seen.

We have a stricked NO KILL policy and do not endorse killing any animal including Sasquatch/Bigfoot for sport.

We do understand that some sightings turn out to be a false positive, as we have encountered this ourselves, but we do take the chase of bigfoot seriously, and do not tolerate hoaxters or pranksters.

We recommend that with any encounter you must always give the wild animals thier space and respect.

Stay safe and God Bless!

FIND US ON YAHOO MESSENGER or AOL INSTANT MESSENGER - srnityblu

June 3 2008- A day I will NEVER forget

2008-09-16T07:40:00.000-07:00

It was Tuesday morning, and the sun was warm in the sky. I was outside enjoying some peaceful solitude in prayer before I set out for my day.
I opened my eyes as my soft voice echoed my ears, I suddenly fell silent.

I had no feeling of anything around me, or being in danger, from what I was looking at, I certainly wasn't being watched, or was I?

In front of me through the fir trees that lined our front yard, I could see a figure. It was somewhat dark because of the distance it was from me. I decided to get a closer look and ran as fast as I could the distance of 40 feet from my sitting postition to the tree line. I positioned myself just behind a tree and peered perfectly through an opening, and could see this figure unhindered. The distance between us now was well, litterally a hop, skip and a jump away. The ditch on my property and the country road and the ditch on the other side was the only distance that seperated me from this figure.

I did not blink even when I ran up to the trees. I purposely fixated on this figure because I could not believe what I was seeing. I didn't want my eyes to decieve me.
I had already been looking at it for 30 seconds or more, and as far as I could tell it did not hear me run up closer. I tried to be quiet but as fast as my shaking legs could carry me.

I wasn't thinking I was in danger, I was excited and thrilled because living in Alberta my husband and I had been facsinated with the stories of sightings and have heard some stories from friends we had known. We have actually gone out to hunt for these creatures ourselves, but our attempts had been proven fruitless until now.

I had a sighting right in my own front yard! As I peered through the trees, I could see that this creature was shaggy, cinamon coloured, with short shaggy hair very similar like that of a grizzly bear, but let me reasure you this was not a bear, and perhaps stood about seven feet tall. It was standing in the field close to the ditch, in tall weeds that came almost to it's shoulder, so I did not see the body, only about eight inches of the top of it's shoulder, and the head.
One distinguishing note I made to myself was that what I was seeing had no neck. The head just looked like it fit on top of it's shoulders and the space where a neck should be was as I can best describe as being thick.
The shoulder was rounded and also thick in size. I could not see any ear as it's head was turned away from me as if it's attention was placed elsewhere.
I kept wanting it to turn around so I could see it's face but then again recanted in my mind because had it seen me and decided to come for me, I could not have gotten to my front door before it had reached me. That's how close we were to eachtother.
Perhaps a minute had gone by, and I would have kept my stance had not a distant car been heard in the distance. Then this figure disappeared.

I blinked and my legs began to feel so weak. I saw a figure off in the distance it was hard to make out and I had to squint to see a human figure walking on a road, clearly what I saw wasn't this person. They had gotten too far too quick. My mind started trying to rationalize and convince my person that I couldn't have seen what I had just seen... a real life sasquatch.

NOTES to PONDER:

The figure was positioned perfectly to see me from my yard- I went to the site of where it was standing later that day.

The figure was positioned in a way where it's body would have been viewed from a side profile position and it's head was looking away from me over it's right shoulder. I viewed the left side and partial back of it's body. ( Most likely it had to turn it's body partially in order to turn it's head, possibly it does not have mobility of it's neck as humans do?)

Did it specifically place itself so it could see me while it watched the other person?

The weeds showed a pattern and spots were laid down like a large animal had been through that area.

No visible foot prints- ground hard and compact, and also very weeded area.

No scent distinguished

Bright sunny day, warm, no clouds, no wind.

Other important detail as to why it could have been in the area, not disclosed as not to give away location.

Sightings of sasquatch around area have been talked about among the locals for years.