“Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. We’re so glad you could attend. Come inside! Come inside!” – Karn Evil 9, Emerson, Lake & Palmer (1973)

I suppose that this whole thing started back about 1976 while looking up at a piece of grainy, shaky video footage on the movie screen of the West Cinemas in Galesburg, IL. And here I am over 40 years later, somehow winding up with a forum that allows me to share a subject which captured the imagination of a nine-year-old kid back when America was caught up in a Bicentennial wave.

  

But before I get this ambitious (one way to describe it) stunt rolling, here are a few important notes regarding what is heading your way every day from now until Halloween.

• While I have been unsettled in the woods a few times, I have never personally seen Bigfoot. Thus, there will be no conscience clearing revelation regarding some encounter that I’ve harbored for years out of fear of people questioning my sanity (you may be apt to do so along the way anyhow and that’s fine).

• Henceforth, I will refer to Bigfoot as “him” and hope that this does not offend or strike anyone as sexist or politically incorrect. I just figured it would ultimately be easier and if having to choose a gender with which to describe a giant, hairy, reclusive and reportedly foul smelling creature, I’m going with male.

• I’m pretty old school, cheap, relatively low tech and haven’t had cable television for nearly all of the last twenty years or so. Thus, I have not seen many of the newer Bigfoot programs beyond some recent (and somewhat futile) attempts to catch up on the internet. Overall, I don’t think a disconnect with the latest info really matters. After all, it seems we’re still “this close” to an answer, just as it was when I was a kid.

• Like most of my postings, this project will have plenty of pics to accompany the words. Just no personal images of the real deal, for if I had alleged Bigfoot pics I’d either be famous, some sort of sideshow attraction or have my own sensational webpage. Well, actually, I do have my own sensational webpage, it’s just not about how I proved the existence of Bigfoot. Not yet, at least.

Okay, here we go.

During my 15-year blogging “career” I’ve been down this road on a couple other occasions but figured it was high time to ramble again. After all, tomorrow marks the 50th anniversary of the most iconic bit of Bigfoot evidence in the larger than life history of our elusive creature. A piece of evidence that left such a mark that it still gives me pause in the woods from time to time. You know, those hair on the back of the neck, feels like something is watching me, what was that noise sort of moments that will make you stop, look, listen and maybe run?

Been there, and been having a good time with Bigfoot for over forty years, thus it is fun to kick it up a notch in putting together this batch of postings. If I’m fortunate, perhaps they will provide you with some daily entertainment or escape along the way and hopefully allow any who share my interest to relive your own Bigfoot memories. As always, I’m glad to have you aboard and hope you’ll stay for the ride.

      

Instead of using the remainder of this introductory posting to outline exactly what is coming your way, I’m going to leave the whole thing up in the air. The element of mystery is paramount in the exploration of our subject so each day’s offering will be a surprise. However, I strongly encourage any daily comments here or on the Facebook page even if they beat me to the next punch as I’d have to believe that anyone who’s roamed the outdoors for a fair amount of time has pondered this subject at some point. Even better if that thought process took place as you looked over your shoulder while making your way to the treestand in the pre-dawn, sat around the campfire telling tales with your back to the wooded darkness, nodded off between catfish bites on a moonlit stream bank or heard something other than your coondog’s howl ring out through the pitch-black night.

“Come along if you care, come along if you dare, take a ride to the land inside of your mind.” – Journey to the Center of the Mind, The Amboy Dukes (1968 – featuring a young Ted Nugent on lead guitar)

Talk to you tomorrow. Troy