Mike, Gus and I flew out to L.A. at the beginning of the summer 2009, to see Joey who goes to school at LMU. The Boys. The plan: roadtrip home to Miami. This will already be round 2 for Mike, Joey, and I as we made the trip the summer before. A new route and a full car, expect more blogs to come..
We leave San Francisco early in the morning en route to Crescent City, CA 16 miles South of Oregon. Gus tells us his father heard of a real haunted house to stay in there. Garland(Gamin) tells us its a couple hour drive. Immediately we begin making up stories about lives we never lead and all play along; we have very random and intricate imaginations that entertain us at all times. We end up driving about 5 hours and finally get to the Redwood Forest. Driving along the coastline most of the day slowed us down a lot, though the scenery was breath-taking. We stop at Glass Beach to watch the sun set over the pacific ocean as the waves crash against the rocky terrain around us. As soon as the sun falls off our map the temperature dips 15 degrees going from chilly to cold with a cold strong ocean breeze. Wow that was beautiful we're all ready to take a pleasant drive through the forest and get to our hotel now, little did we know what was waiting for us.
I was the first leg of the drive. Conditions began to cause problems immediately. A dense fog rolled in, or maybe it just waits there, I'm not sure but it creeped up on us, and the long stretch of road we had seen so many people on for hours turned into a 15 mph crazy winding desolate mountainous road with nothing but fog and a pitch black darkness as 300 foot tall trees blocked out any source of light. I'm a bit of a heavy foot and some of the boys, by some I mean 3 of 4 decided I was making them sick. After dodging random deer standing in the road twice we come to a small clearing large enough to pull over and look at the massive full moon below a steep cliff side on the opposite side of the road over looking a moonlit valley of thick trees. Joey tries taking pictures with his iphone because he's artsy and it's really "pretty." I'm freezing my ass off and Mike and I know better than to stand in a forest blind.
As soon as Mike convinces Joey his iphone can't get a good picture of anything in earths orbit we turn to walk to the car about 40 yards away. Gus is close to me near the road, Joey and mike 15 yards further in the open clearing. Suddenly Gus and I hear and faintly see rocks falling down the cliff towards the road and a very distinct thump, thump, thump, and we took off sprinting as fast as we could to the car, Joey and Mike right on our tails, we jump in start the car and take off!
The thumping sound coming down the cliffside was no boulder, no rock, no four legged predator or prey. It was footsteps. Heavy, long strides, 2 legged footsteps. I've been around the woods all my life and watch the discovery channel and animal planet HD pretty frequently. There is nothing on earth that could have made the sounds we heard and come down an incline like that; Gus and I will attest for the rest of our lives Sasquatch is not only real and alive but was coming down the side of that mountain for us.
We had seen episodes on various channels about sitings, local news reports, articles in the papers leading up to and around northern California and further north were documented even more. The FBI has thousands of files on it. Sasquatch news is popular in the north west states as Castro is to south florida. By the way, Gus had a sick raspy voice during the California part of the trip and has problems with certain English words. Sasquatch= sasquash, California= califonry, Arnold Palmer= Almer Palmer, and so on.
The four of us felt raw fear and pure evil in the depths of that dark forest and we will never forget. Sasquatch is real.
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