Monday, July 28, 2014

BeachFoot 2014: A Weekend to Remember!

This summer's BeachFoot was a resounding success and a really fun time. I drove down with Joe Beelart and we had a great conversation in his truck about everything from the Djinn to bigfoots to Joe's memorable (and colorful) experiences in marine corps.
You can find a list of speakers here on the American Primate Foundation website: BeachFoot 2014.

I particularly enjoyed chatting with John Bindernagle about his theories on why modern science has been so hesitant to even consider the preponderance of evidence on the Bigfoot Question. John has written extensively about bigfooting and the sciences. We exchanged books happily. I plan to write a formal review of the book I was happy to receive.

I'm sure by now that most of you have heard how Todd Neiss married Diane Stocking on Saturday. The ceremony was touching with so many bigfooters enthusiastically lending their support and celebratory enthusiasm. In fact, the marriage vows concluded with a long kiss followed by everybody in the Ye Olde Hrothgarian Mead Hall offering their best bigfoot calls. Whooooooeeeeeayyyy! 
Bob Gimlin was in top form despite having recently been bucked off a horse that he was breaking in. I was happy to see him walking around when many men half his age might have limped or nursed their bruises. I felt fortunate to play one of Denise's famous drums in a special ceremony for Bob on Saturday night when a drum was presented to him. In fact, Denise went on to offer a drum as a wedding gift for Todd and Diane on Sunday in yet another very special ceremony.
I plan to write a blog entry about Denise's drums in the near future. They are extremely unique and beautiful to hear and to play, as well.
Of course, Peter Byrne was in top form, as well. I enjoyed talking with him about his latest writing projects, as well as fine bourbon. It's always a pleasure to visit with Peter.
Les Stroud of Survivorman called in with a video connection and spoke for about thirty minutes about how his program plans to incorporate more bigfoot "hot spots" into six future episodes.
Survivorman has already focused on some remote locales with bigfoot activity. I, for one, really enjoyed hearing Les's take on the subject matter. As a Canadian with extensive experience out in the "bush," he has come in contact with bigfoot knocks, calls, and other activity. It was just terrific to hear him talk openly about his thoughts on a subject that tends to keep famous and successful folks from opening their mouths (at least in public). My hat's off to Les for bringing some much deserved attention to a subject that the world deserves to know more about--namely bigfoot!
Speaking of bigfoot hot spots, the Alsea river is no stranger to activity. Although I didn't hear any knocks at night, I really enjoyed the campground that is situated bucolically on a rare slice of  hinterlands that rest between rural farmsteads and coast range wilderness. It was quite a haul to get down to the Alsea from Portland, but once there I could certainly appreciate the natural beauty and logistics of the campground; it's just the right size to host 100 select guests and their tents, RV's, and vehicles.
Saturday grew swelteringly hot by late afternoon, so I took the opportunity to dip myself in the river seven times. The slow, meandering body of water plays host to a fairly respectable contingent of crayfish. I saw more than a couple of their shells sprinkled here and there along a forest path down to the river's edge. Their bright red shells seemed uncharacteristically bright red, as if the boiling water of some crawdad feed must have lightened them in color, but, no, they were the same essential color underwater, as the watery little beasts approached my bare toes territorially. My big toe is pleased to report that no claws got up the nerve to clamp down or draw blood. 
Ron Morehead's new book discusses his first-hand inspection of the Paracas skulls in Peru
I'm glad that I made time for BeachFoot in my busy schedule this summer. It was really cool to hang with the Randles, the Moreheads, the Meachams, Guy Edwards, Tanya Barba, Rictor Riolo, Todd and Diane, the Bindernagles, Tom Yamarone, Paul Graves, Oliver Kirk, and so many more good people. 
What a great time and a rewarding chance to mingle with dedicated bigfooters from every walk of life. Thanks to Todd and Dianne for making 2014 BeachFoot happen . . . and congrats on a blissful new union!

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Impact of Religous Accoutrements Upon Sasquatches

While squatching, I don't recommend using iconographic candles with religious imagery on them, particularly depictions of Jesus Christ; the old Scandinavian wives' tale about trolls (sasquatches) avoiding displays of Christianity is actually true; likewise, if you would like sasquatches to leave you alone, and you are, more or less, a Christian, banish them as you would a ghost or a spirit by invoking the name "Jesus Christ," in addition to shining the brightest flashlight you possess in their general direction.

Even cell phone illumination is better than nothing, as is turning on electronic devices. Followers of other religions might well have the same luck by calling out the name of God in their religions (Jehovah, Allah, Elohim, etc.) in an attempt to banish unwanted sasquatch encroachment that comes "too close for comfort."

Use of Iconography, Prayers, and Invocations
Like djinn, sasquatches DO react to prayers and displays of faith, even when the speaker is not terribly religious. You may have heard the statement that there are no atheists in foxholes. Well, the same goes for supernatural activity that threatens one's wellbeing, such as stone throwing, infrasound blasting, and simply coming too near.

I have indeed repelling sasquatch activity that has made me uncomfortable by praying the Lord's Prayer, singing hymns, etc., especially when my heart was racing too fast and I felt faint due to infrasound blasting. And for those readers that are put off by the fact that sasquatches are repelled by the name of Jesus Christ, whether such readers are atheists or highly religious, my advice is the same: Experiment for yourselves. I am not trying to push my experiences on you. I am merely relating them for your benefit.

My opinions are largely based upon personal experience. I've gone bigfooting well over one hundred times in my life. I'm the kind of person who notices patterns of squatch behavior when they emerge. Every good squatcher would do well to do the same.

A Practical Guide to "Mooncraft"

Drawing Down the Moon
Before you label this section of my lecture as being "New Age" stop to consider that the German name for science is literally "knowledge-craft." In a way, that appellation is far more appropriate than our Latinate term "scientia," from which our word science is derived. Sciencia means knowledge. Knowing how to use the moon, as well as darkness, is an important skill for any rudimentary bigfoot enthusiast to master.

I recommend using candles at picnic tables and even while backpacking. Natural fires and candles do not keep sasquatches away. Why? Because such sources of light cannot be directed manually. The tone of a fire is different from that of artificial sources of light. Fires also occur in nature. Light bulbs do not. The glow of a campfire or a candle is predictable and is usually fairly feeble, especially when compared to a two million candle search light.

Such devices are becoming quite light and inexpensive these days. Eye shine is not as conspicuous with natural fires and candles, either. Sasquatches know such things. I believe this knowledge is passed from parents to children. I also think that young juveniles experiment by visiting human campsites to witness "annoying" contrivances of humanity first-hand.

For the young sasquatch, creeping near humans at night could be not unlike human teenagers watching a horror film that features CGI monsters. It's worth remembering that to every other animal in the forest, human beings are decidedly supernatural. That's why I get such a kick out of people who write off the potential supernatural accoutrements of sasquatches that differ from those of humanity.  

Harnessing the Moon's Power
There are two ways of squatching at night: the first is to let them come to you, and the second is to venture out on your own. One third method that I've used, it to sit atop a hill or tree stump, with a commanding view of a field with elk or deer grazing. A field that contains edibles, such as arrow root, swampy plants, tubers, and mushrooms, can also be a winner. Years ago, I made an effort to use hunters' scents, such as pine, to mask my odor.

Later in my squatching "career," I simply tried to keep my use of deodorants and mosquito repellent to a minimum. Sasquatches do not seem to be as scent-centric as most other creatures of the night. Try wearing mosquito netting/clothes instead of the bug spray. Even a squatch can smell "Off" from quite a distance away.

Choose a place that is visible with first or last quarter moonlight or less. Your chances for a surprise sighting are greater that way. I also recommend that you do not sit around thinking obtrusive thoughts. Let your mind become peaceful. Catnap. Don't go to sleep, but rest in a placid, peaceful way. Your thoughts can give you away to an alert squatch. However, if a squatch has not been in the area that you have "staked out," then you could conceivably catch it off guard, especially if its thoughts are immersed in foot gathering or some errand.

Some of my most dramatic encounters occurred not only when the moon was a mere sliver or dark, but also when the area was swaddled in fog or mist. Keep that in mind. I know it sounds preposterous, but a weather report in autumn that predicts heavy fog is IDEAL for squatching, especially if the moon is fairly dark.

At any rate, phases of the moon DO matter when squatching. Any intelligent and well-prepared squatcher will see fit to carry a lunar calendar. If you don't have one, check online when you plan your next squatching trip. It's worth remembering that squatchers from the previous generations (70's and earlier) often neglected this all important tool, and that is why their results were often fairly underwhelming.

While camping up by Mt. Adams in Washington state with friends, I've had sasquatches approach my camp while my girlfriend and I were sitting at the table chatting just after dark. All we had in camp for illumination were candles.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Lunatic Fringe

The word "lunatic" has a direct relationship with the moon. Why? Well, for starters, full moons are notorious for increasing the aggressive behavior of humans at night. Completely illuminated discs--especially harvest moons, blue moons, and solar eclipses--are said to exercise magickal  effects upon the known terrestrial world, as well as the unknown.

Some folks might call you "crazy" for asserting that the full moon has a magickal influence on the human mind. Be this as it may, the verdict on such esoteric matters is still out.

Policeman with ample experience assert that crime rates go up dramatically during full moons, especially in summer time. I think there is probably a very logical explanation for this trend: human beings can see better during full moons. Thus, criminals (hunters) and revelers (victims) are more likely to stay out at night during a full moon; in other words, people not only tend to stay up and out during a full moon, but they also tend to stay more active.

The same cannot be said for sasquatches and nocturnal animals; they prefer the dark. Why? If they are herbivores, it gives them more "cover" to hide from predators. If they are predators, it gives them the ability to sneak up on their prey. Full moons are too bright for many nocturnal animals to feel comfortable. After all, their day is our night.

Would you want to walk off-trail in the deep woods without a flashlight on a moonless night? For many creatures of the night, a full moon spells beware with a capital "B." Darkness makes them feel safe in much the same way bright days make us feel safe.

Sasquatches are no different, especially where people tend to spend time in the wilderness, or in places with resident human populations. For squatches, humans are pretty much the only "animal" that poses a threat to their safety. We rule the day, and they rule the night.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Phases of the Moon & Squatching

Nocturnal Nomenclature
Any squatcher worth is or her salt has an opinion about activity in relation to lunar phases. Why? Because only loosers go squatching predominately in the daytime.
The moon is the biggest heavenly variable once the sun has gone down for the evening. This said, nocturnal field researchers would do well to consider the following additional factors:
  • Precipitation
  • Clarity/fog
  • Temperature
  • Time of year
  • Solar activity (flares, etc.)
Believe it or not, lunar phases are also linked to solar activity. After all, the moon is simply a reflection of the sun's radiation in visible as well as invisible spectrums of light. Solar flares cause "northern lights" in addition to stirring up magnetic forces and other non-visible spectrums in the sky. Animals are sensitive to such things that humans may not be.
As an aside, I can attest to the fact that I am quite sensitive to certain types of solar flares, as are many types of other animals. During a period with record flare activity, I was screaming in pain on the floor of my home with an unbearable headache that lasted for about thirty minutes and then disappeared as if it had never happened with no long term ill effects. At the time, my brain felt as if it was being split apart, unlike any other headache I've ever felt. My dog was also affected. She was running around the house nervously the whole time that I was suffering. I should say that I never usually get headaches unless I am severely dehydrated.
During the period of my "attack," I thought I was suffering from a horrible malady until, the very next day when I read online that record solar flares had occurred at precisely the same time in the early afternoon on the previous day. I only write this brief aside to attest to the fact that things like solar flares can and do affect the behavior of sasquatches. I will discuss my findings on this subject in a later blog post.
Of course, the list of nocturnal variables can go on and on, but the above list identifies major ones that have impacted quite a few of my squatching successes and failures. 
Reading the Night Sky
Now, let's address the specific phases of the moon and how they may or may not impact squatch activity.

It's been my experience that squatches tend to approach humans more when the moon is closest to being new (dark). As for waxing and waning cycles, I haven't personally noticed a difference in activity.

Any nocturnal creature can see quite easily with even a sliver of moonlight. A full moon to animals (and squatches) of the night is tantamount to high noon to humans. In other words, such animals often approach a human cautiously as if the human possesses adequate night vision (which we do not).

Squatches, on the other hand, are fully capable of gauging human behavior accordingly. They notice how people tend to stumble around even with adequate lunar illumination. So do top tier predators like cougars.

As a squatcher with over twenty years of experience, I've noticed that a pattern seems to emerge in hot spots with plenty of activity. Dusk and dawn are times when sasquatches vocalize more often, assumedly in an attempt to locate each other (although I am of the opinion that they also rely heavily upon telepathic communication with each other). Most sasquatches assumedly "rise" from their rest just after dusk. In other words, the chapter of  their "day" begins as ours closes.

That's right: their day is our night. The moon is their sun and our sun is a natural element that leaves them feeling vulnerable, exposed, and perhaps even weak, at least to some degree, possibly due to the self-sabotage of feeling "ill at ease." Humans feel the same tug at night when we literally fall from a top predator to somewhere down around the middle of the hierarchy. A sasquatch sighted in broad daylight on a road with humans around--particularly humans armed with rifles--is certainly in danger, barring the use of cloaking and/or other "supernatural" abilities. It is possible that sasquatch cloaking is compromised, at least to some degree, in the daytime.

During an expedition I hosted, one good friend of mine (whose father was the primary librarian to President Jimmy Carter in the White House) witnessed a fully cloaked sasquatch step (and snap) a large tree branch on the road at approximately four o'clock in the afternoon near Tillicum swamp in Washington. He claimed to have been standing about twenty feet from the branch on the dirt road that snapped loudly in front of him. He came running down the road into the campsite and insisted that I return to the spot with him. I picked up the branch and smelled it: freshly broken.

That singular event made quite an impression on my friend. In fact, his estimation of bigfooting went from good natured skepticism to leery acceptance in one day, despite his having heard vocalizations with me on other occasions. The distant (but very powerful) vocalizations (ape-like roaring) did not make nearly as big of an impression as a fully cloaked sasquatch practically standing next to my friend. He also claimed to have seen a shadow that was cast by the creature. Assumedly, a "moon shadow" at night, even during a fully illuminated lunar disc, would not have been nearly as visible to the naked human eye.

Phases of the moon can impact how quickly and how close sasquatches will approach your camp. If the moon is full, and they are curious (most often juveniles are the most curious), they will often wait for you to turn into your tent for the night before coming near. Or they may stay atop a nearby hill or vantage point and never come very close.

When the moon is dark or merely a sliver, sasquatches are much more likely to come closer more quickly after nightfall. If you are camping in a site with excessive tree canopy coverage that brings down light levels then this might encourage sasquatches to come closer while you are still up and stirring around your camp.

Copyright, Kirk Edward Sigurdson, 2014

Saturday, July 12, 2014

King Kong: Modernist Representation of the Bigfoot/Troll Mythos

Parallels between ancient troll legends, which were born from first-hand experiences with sasquatches in medieval times, and with the 20th Century character of King Kong are striking. 

Trolls, like Kong, became larger than life characters, even in terms of the real life beings they represent. Eyewitness sightings and footprints tend to place male sasquatches between seven to twelve feet in height. 

In all three film adaptations, King Kong varies between twenty to one hundred feet in height. The same can be said for cinematic, as well as literary, depictions of trolls.

Legends of sasquatches abducting female humans were quite common in Native American lore. Of course, both trolls and King Kong follow suit in this regard, kidnapping females.

And then we come to the clash between modern industrial society and Kong. The troll mythos, even when adapted to modern times, stubbornly clings to the trappings of medieval Europe.

In other words, trolls naturally typify a clash between ancient larger-than-life prehistoric nature with a medieval human-dominated world, whereas Kong quite naturally typifies the clash between nature and 20th Century industrialized society. In this way, Kong symbolizes mankind's impatient desire to master its world, and control nature, as well as vast "unknown" powers of the universe. 

Personally, I find it interesting that Kong climbed the Empire State Building in the original version of King Kong, and then the Twin Towers in the Dino de Laurentis version, which was released nearly a generation ago. 
Peter Jackson's recent remake of King Kong had the huge gorilla/troll climb the Empire State Building once more, but this time it just didn't have the same punch as when this tower was the tallest in the world. 
When I lived in New York City for eight years, my father once visited and together we ascended to the top of the World Trade Center. The tower upon which we stood seemed as big as a mountain. It's hard to believe it stands no more, brought down by terrorism that was far less innocent than a huge gorilla's instinctual need to find sanctuary in a world that confused him after being taken captive and shipped from his isolated tropical island to the Isle of Manhattos.

As a boy, parallels between my own experiences in bigfoot country, and the characters of Dino de Laurentis's film hiking through the jungle of Kong's island made the film far more exciting than it otherwise would have been. I wept at the end when Kong died. All of my life, I have felt a strange and ethereal bond with sasquatches. Sometimes this connection has been invigorating, while at other times it has felt like shackles and a chain. 

My novel, Kultus, was an attempt to reconcile this supernatural link. In a way, the writing of it was quite cathartic, although, as I have said, my effort to write about the "Men in Plaid incident" (see earlier blog entries) was traumatic enough to literally threaten my life (I ended up in the emergency room of a hospital). I don't think it was a coincidence that during the week I tried to narrate that experience in the afterward, my health steadily deteriorated until I was forced to remove the account. Once I did so, my health eventually returned to normal.   

Friday, July 11, 2014

Visions of Transmundania

Perhaps it is no accident that I grew up to become a novelist. I feel it’s possible that I was born with an ability not only to create fictional realms, but also to connect with forces greater than humanity itself. Perhaps my early brushes with the supernatural served as hints about the world in which we live, gifting me with insights about the forces that feed upon all of us every day and every night (without our knowledge).

Powerful imaginations do not simply “make things up”—they connect to omniscient forces that are far greater than nuclear power plants or supercolliders. As such, it is no accident that our modern “technological” society has been structured in such a way as to control and limit the extent of children’s imaginations, even while harnessing their energy through structured gaming and structured artistic endeavor. Video games, television programming, films, coloring books, and a menagerie of expensively intricate toys nudge kids in predefined psychological directions.

At the same time, micro-managed "play” conditions them to undervalue the insights, intuitions, and powers with which they are born, and which may well protect them and psychologically shepherd their formative years--not unlike umbilical t-cells and mother’s milk strengthen human's immune systems as infants.

The other side of the attic taught me that the world was not as it seemed. Whenever my mother repeated the clich├ęd phrase, "Life isn't fair, honey," I would feel frustrated that I couldn't express the irony of such a sentiment. By that time, I was banned from discussing what went on in the attic. Nothing could have been less fair to a precocious boy of seven years old than a ban on free speech about the one thing that threatened his health, security, and well-being.

Just once, I wanted to trade places with my parents: to sleep in their bed downstairs with a view out over the garden, confining them upstairs in an attic prison cell, day and night, for twenty-four hours, during the most supernaturally active part of the month.

Then again, life wasn't fair. Living in a world where fathers and mothers believed strangers well-versed in psychology and the social sciences, with goofy names like "Dr. Spock" or Karen Horney, more than their own flesh and blood sons, at least when it came to potentially life-threatening matters of the supernatural, was beyond unfair. "Tragic" would have been a more accurate word, had I known it back in 1973, at seven years of age.