We Got a Gorilla for Sale!

Once again I feel as though I'm waiting and I don't know what for. Why is it so easy to let stories of this nature halt all other agenda? For me it's that way. I'm pretty sure I have an idea of what's going  on. Nothing. But I wait for the fact to be confirmed. Then once that is confirmed, enter the military helicopter and conspiracy theorists who will take up more time. And so we'll be left with however many other Bigfoot have been part of an exclusive govt. coverup, plus one. You know they won't even let us civilians have a peek?

Can't shame those who are selling, because we're buying. Whether they're selling themselves, the name bigfoot, outlandish claims or what have you.
Much respect to true researchers who actually go out into the field and spend countless hours striving to uncover this mystery. Kudos for keeping level headed (for the most part) and not allowing momentary setbacks obstruct your line of vision. 

At this point my field, as well as quite a few others, is a web. And it is tangled. I imagine once I clear away the debris I'll be left with crosshairs and again be forced to wait for something to enter my line of vision. For the love of Zack Morris I hope it's not a secondary view from the scope of someone who claims to have shot a Bigfoot.

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Operation 1•8•7 Foot

Contrary to popular belief you can do research or investigate without going into the remote wilds of the closest National Forest. While the majority maintain that's where your best chances lie I don't discount or take lightly the fact that you have just as good chance driving your usual route to work (depending on your location). 

If you do happen to be located in an otherwise (sub)urban area more often than not you may be just a few mile drive to a wooded area. I don't even believe it must be dense woods. Sure, the more rural/unpopulated the better, or so they say. 

Anyway, while I'm restricted due to time, money, resources and life in general I like to take part in a little exercise I refer to as 'Operation 1•8•7 Foot'. You may also call it Drive-by Bigfooting. I make a mental list of reported sightings in my area, choose one and drive by. The nice thing about Bigfooting on the fly is you can do it spur of the moment. For instance, I was at a dentist appt. this morning and on the way home decided to take a route that swung me past the area of a sighting from the 70s. The idea isn't to see a Bigfoot, but observe the area. I especially enjoy the older reports as I'm left to decide what the area may have looked like back then and I find it exhilarating to know I may be in a spot where a Bigfoot also was, even if it was 30-40 years ago. 

It's up to you to decide whether you want to pull over, get out and stretch or venture into the surrounding wood (assuming it's not private property). There are no rules and no right or wrong way to go about your research, investigations or what have you. You are able to take part in as little or as much as you want and I feel the odds are still in your favor. Keep in mind that a lot of sightings/encounters happen to the unsuspecting. I believe you have a good chance if you're sitting in the woods at 2am yelling and I also believe you have as good a chance if you're taking out your garbage or stepping out for a late night smoke (again, depending on your area). 

*Smoking in Natl. Forests may be frowned upon. 

Good luck, have fun!

Bigfooting at 70mph

I'm a bigfoot enthusiast at least. An opportunistic bigfooter at best. Since embarking on this journey into bigfootdom I've gone from severely engaged to slightly skeptic and back to a happy medium of enthusiastically aware. I'm sure throughout the years I will cycle through all the same, if not more, emotions concerning the subject. Unless of course there comes a point when I have a sighting or encounter of my own. I don't think you can discount the sight of a 7'+ creature.
As of current we're heading east through PA and fast. With each pending tunnel leading me through another mountain I'm growing more and more anxious knowing that there is a chance they are here among the trees and creeks. I feel as though I'm close by to an old friend's house and I'm dying to pop in and say hello.
To pass the time I'm listening to Monster X Radio's podcast from Sunday night. For now I'm glad to be able to live vicariously through those who who actually take part in the practices that I so desperately want to be a part of. But it won't belong before I put my fears and hang ups to the side and replace it with my tick spray, drive an hour in any direction and settle in to familiarize myself with the land.