Bigfoot Banter with Judy

So Halloween morning, Brian had to tell me that the morning had the look of an English foggy moor to it and it was still. The moon had started to wane from full by then so I'm sure that made it extra unsettling to him. He was more unsettled because when he took the male dogs out to put them on their chain to do their business in the morning, when he went back out to get them, they were visibility spooked. Grizzly is they younger of the two and barely alerts on anything and Brian said he had the stance like he was holding his ground and our one outdoor kitten was right up against him. Brian said he felt drawn to the woods behind the camper. He said Tony, our older male, had his ears peeled up and kept looking that way. By the time I got up and had heard all of this, I went outside and yes, I got a vibe, but not from behind the camper. I got it from kind of across the railroad tracks by the abandoned houses toward the train trestle.

We had a lot of activity around here on Saturday because we had family staying here. I was in and out pretty much all day. I kept getting drawn to look across the tracks, but wasn't able to break away to investigate. Too many teenage boys and Brian was not going to be able to go and was not going to be comfortable with me going solo so I had to abandon that idea. However, I would like to investigate near the trestle with Mike as I think there is something to be had there. At one point I was in our house and Brian opened the door and I got the loudest piercing whistle in my left ear (remember, my hallmark notification from my body when something is abound) that I have ever had. Okay. Okay. You're out there. I get it. I wasn't too crazy about that as that was the most intense whistle I've had, but those signs force me to be situationally aware.

Brian was in one of his "brain moods" today, where he thinks about random stuff and I don't know how to take it. He's been watching a lot of Expedition X and other similar shows and talking about cryptid hunting and today he was talking about that and he asked me "So what's the end game?" And I asked what he meant. And he asked what we were trying to prove and I just kind of looked at him dumbfounded because this was not something I expected him to ask me. I mean I kind of got into bigfooting because of him, and Mike kicked it into high gear and it kind of gives my brain something to do when the big feels are too much and Brian was listing these scenarios like if I were out Bigfooting and I ran into a black bear, what would I do? Or a Gugwei? Or am I just hoping to find some kind of tracks and get some vocalizations? And goes off on what exactly I am hoping to find or prove. Heck. I don't know. Would I like to capture absolute tangible evidence? I think we all would. But we also know what goes along with that. People already give us grief for what we do. Then the Men in Black show up and want our cameras. But I straight up called this man out and asked him if he was trying to dissuade me from doing something that has actually, in a strange way, helped me keep my sanity this past year and he said no. I mean There's right and wrong ways to go about bigfooting, just like with anything you do that carries risks.

My plans have not changed. I still want some boots on the ground, I have an experiment that I need to run with Mike at Findley and I need to investigate that trestle area. However I feel that neither of those are Bigfoot related so I'll need the purse gun for those excursions. Mike will be well protected. I'm your Huckleberry.