1935 The Grove Restaurant

Andy and I are starving – trying to catch sasquatches takes a lot of time and energy.

We spent much of the afternoon on a "scout" trip DEEP in the woods with Pam, Don, Eric and few other Bigfoot enthusiasts.

Don is the consumate woodsman. He is quiet, observant and looks like someone who has spent much of his life in the outdoors. Don evens spends some nights when he’s out hunting "sleeping under a big tree." And IF there are any sasquatches out here, Don is the man who can find them.

On our scouting, Don found a dilapidated log cabin, some sticks that had been arranged in an X formation (possibly a sasquatch trail marking) and some very large poop that after examination, he determined was not bear or moose poop.

I think we are likely to return to this area based on the intelligence Don was able to find.

Around 1700, we attended a press event that had hoped to appeal to residents in the area to come forward with their stories. At least 3 different witnesses came while we were there and interestingly they were all women.

One of the women said she waited 25 years until today to tell anyone about "the big hairy ape-like creature with glowing red eyes" that she encountered on the highway.

The woman was there with her fiance who learned about the sighting well after their engagement. So suffice it to say, I may not have found Bigfoot yet… But I definitely found true love exists here.

Maybe we’ll find that red-eyed beast tonight…