I first heard about the Sasquatch/Bigfoot creature as a kid, from a relative, while on vacation in Oklahoma. I was immeadiatly intrigued and wanted to know what was going on, and what this Sasquatch was all about. I had more questions than anyone could answer, and upon returning home, my mother took me to the library where I found a very informative book, filed with black & white pictures and several stories, one was even about a guy named Albert Ostman who claimed to have been kidnapped, and held prisoner by a family of Sasquatches while prospecting gold in Canada. Eventually he got away alive. It was also in this book that for the first time I would see the famed Roger Paterson photograph of a Sasquatch taken from frame 352 of his 16 mm film shot while searching for the beast in Bluff Creek California, during October of 1967. There were also many other pictures of footprints and castings taken from discovered tracks. There was a guy who had created a trap and sat hill side waiting with a sedative shot gun, I thought that was a great idea and would have guessed a Sasquatch would have been caught in no time. I never wanted to return that book to the library, and must have read it through several times.
As a kid in school, I was reading even more books about the Sasquatch, I was especially happy that I could find them in the school's library. I would often wonder what such a Bizarre creature was doing that very second that I sat there in the class room reading about it. It was instantly fascinating to think that somewhere on the same Earth as me there was this obscure creature(s) just roaming around, and no one could catch it.
After school was when I would watch Sasquatch related television shows, and at night, with my imagintion running full speed with thoughts of Sasquatch, there was no way I could sleep....
....I couldn't sleep out of fear that a Sasquatch was loose in my house, looking for me. It was a very real feeling, that happened almost nightly. I even correlated the number 8 with Sasquatch, which meant that anytime I saw the number eight, that some how a Sasquatch would be alerted and was on his way to my house? The next day this now laughable nonsense would start all over again. This went on for several years, but eventually I got over it.
My teenage years were my strongest Sasquatch years by far. I was really laying it on thick and heavy during this time. One time I had heard some friends say they had witnessed a Sasquatch looking figure walking through a stream near a lake dam late at night. So, I set up a trap, complete with soft sand and tacos from a fast food joint hoping to catch a footprint. The following day I returned only to find what looked like dog prints where the cheap tacos had been.
Frustrated I brought one of the self proclaimed witnesses down the dam, to show me exactly where he had seen the figure. With my persistent questioning coupled with the triple digit Texas heat, the dastardly coward cracked and confessed that it was all just a lie, and asked to be taken home.
I would also go on to make the four hour trip to Jefferson, Texas to attend the first ever Texas Bigfoot Research Conference, there were all sorts of speakers with wild tales of encounters, and ideas on what kind of things were going on in the woods and forests of America. If I was ever looking for a Sasquatch overdose, I had found it right there.
As I got older, and began looking at the big picture, along with the information and knowledge I had accumuilated over the years, my belief in Sasquatch quietly died, and my attention shifted to other meaningless and unproductive subjects.
What turned me off the most was the vast accumulation of liars and frauds, that plagued the whole idea of an undiscovered species of primate living in North America. All the hoaxed videos, and pictures, the foot prints, all orchestrated by bufoons and hillbilly liars, wasting everyones time that even bothers to investigate such reports. It seemed as if Sasquatch was fueled by liars that believed in their own lies, who thought for sure everyone else would take them seriously.
If anything such as a Sasquatch ever existed, I believe with the technology we have today, and the given time that has passed, one would have been cought by now, and there would be unquestionable evidence presented.
In the past few years I have taken an interest in studying famous instances of hoaxes and frauds, Sasquatch as well as non Sasquatch hoaxes. I'll probably write about a few sometime. I will however say, that the possibilities of a Sasquatch exhisting anywhere, are far greater than some things, that loads of more people believe in with all of there heart.
