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I was only ten in 1981 and raised in a very strict Christian home, when out of my mouth came the words 'holy shit' and my Dad was already staring straight at this thing as my mom and sister were looking at me in anger for swearing. By the time they turned around again to see the Bigfoot, he disappeared into the woods again. But my Dad saw him and I was very glad Someone did besides just me. Dad pulled over and we both got out of the car. There was the worst smell I have ever smelt in the air. It was almost like the smell of a skunk but much stronger. There were tracks leading off the side of the road into the woods.
Of course, being a
Christian woman, my Mom never did believe and to this day does not believe
Dad and I. But as long as I live I know that Dad and I bonded that day
when we saw something few people will ever get to see in their lifetime.
Thanks for the opportunity to share my experience with you. Sincerely
*The State of Washington's
Olympic National Forest began as a Forest Reserve in February 1897, when
President Cleveland signed the proclamation which withdrew 1,500,00 acres
of public land on the Olympic Peninsula. In 1905, the name Olympic Forest
Reserve was changed to Olympic National Forest. The center of the Olympic
National Forest was proclaimed Mount Olympus National Monument by President
Theodore Roosevelt in 1909. Various environmental and climatic changes
occur within a relatively short distance around the Peninsula. In the
50-mile radius between Mt. Olympus and the Pacific Ocean, the vegetation
changes from a lush, temperate rain forest typical of the Hoh, Queets,
and Quinault Valleys to an alpine environment of lichens and mosses above
7,000 feet. Many Sasquatch sightings and cast footprints have come out
of this area.