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  Praise for Loren Coleman and his landmark book

  Mysterious America

  “There are a lot of strange ‘things’ happening in these United States(and other American countries), and a goodly number of them aredescribed in Loren Coleman’s Mysterious America … out-of-place animals, ‘phantom’ cats, mystery kangaroos, mad gassers, and even The Jersey Devil himself. In short, it’s a potpourri, with something for almost any lover of the strange and the unusual.”

  —Cryptozoology

  “Coleman has done more than sit in a library reading room, he hascollected information in the field…. I recommend it to everyone who is interested in the strange, bizarre, and unusual.”

  —Fate magazine

  “An entertaining and open-minded book…. A useful reference tool as well as a record of the unexplained.”

  —Library Journal

  “The lists are worth the price alone.”

  —Critique

  “Objective, painstaking, exhaustive.”

  —London Times

  To John Green

  The author gratefully acknowledges Barbara Smith for permission to use the lyrics that appear on page 207.

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  Acknowledgments

  This book is the result of decades of work, and my thanks for the assistance that hundreds of people have provided in making this volume a reality.

  First off, a deep appreciation to Caleb and Malcolm, my two honor-roll, baseball-player, artistic sons, for coming along with me on the quest.

  The book is dedicated to John Green, who, from the beginning, served as a model of morality and open exchange in a field that oftentimes gets caught up in personalities during the pursuit of these elusive new apes.

  Foremost thanks go to Patrick Huyghe, for the years of friendship, editorship, and his suggestion to write this book. Another tip of my bush hat goes to Mark A. Hall, for years of intellectual stimulation and research exchanges. For numerous bits of information regarding primatology and hominology, I thank the following Homo sapiens, who with friendship and grace, shared moments and insights with me: Grover Krantz, Diane Horton, Dmitri Bayanov, Bernard Heuvelmans, Jeff Meldrum, Gordon Strasenburgh, Carroll Riley, George Agogino, Carleton Coon, Matt Bille, Karl Shuker, and Phil Sirois.

  Very specific acknowledgments are to be given for permissions to use materials in this book. Special thanks to Chris Kraska for his photograph of a Colorado road sign, to Zack Clothier and Craig Wooleater for photographs, to Janet Bord for the FPL images noted throughout, to Jim McClarin, Richard Noll, Roger St. Hilaire, Brian Wyatt, John Green, Kyle Mizokami, Fate, Fortean Times, The Anomalist, and Ivan T. Sanderson for permission to quote from their interviews and written material, to songwriter Jaime Mendoza-Nava of Highmeadow Music Company to quote lyrics from The Legend of Boggy Creek, and Steve Newmark of Hen’s Tooth Video for use of The Legend of Boggy Creek image.

  A variety of materials, reports, casts, ideas, and suggestions flowed from a wide selection of Bigfooters who shared much with me. The top folks on my list, with apologies to all those not mentioned, are Alexis Rockman, Allen Greenfield, Amy Hayes, Andrew D. Gable, Archie Buckley, Berthold Schwarz, Bill Grimstad, Bill Rebsamen, Bjorn Kurten, Blake Mathys, Bob Betts, Bob Hieronimus, Bob Jones, Bob Tarte, Bob Titmus, Bobbie Short, Brad Steiger, Brent O’Donnell, Brian Wyatt, Burt Warmeister, Carol Michels, Chad Arment, Chester Moore, Chris Kraska, Chris Woodyard, Constance Cameron, Cosma Shalizi, Craig Heinselman, Craig Woolheater, Curt Krumpe, Curt Sutherly, Curtis Fuller, Dan Porter, Daniel Cohen, Daniel Perez, Darren Naish, David Barkasy, David Bittner, David Downs, David Fideler, David Grabias, David P. Mikkelson, David Walsh, David Webb, Dennis Pilichis, Des Miller, Don Keating, Don Worley, Donald Shannon, Dorlores Phelps, Doug Tarrant, Dwight Whalen, Eric Altman, F. Henner Fahrenbach, Gary Mangicopra, Gene Duplantier, George Earley, George Eberhart, George Haas, George Wagner, Gilbert Miller, Gordon Rutter, Graham Conway, Gregg Hale, Grover S. Krantz, Hank Davis, Harry Trumbore, Henry Bauer, Henry Franzoni, Ira Walters, Jacob Davidson, Janet Bord, Jay Garon, Jeff Glickman, Jeff Meldrum, Jerome Clark, Jim Auburn, Jim Boyd, Jim Lyding, Jim McClarin, Joan Jeffers, Joe Beelart, Joel Hurd, John A. Keel, John Kirk, Jon Downes, Karl Shuker, Kenn Thomas, Len Aiken, Libbet Cone, Linda Godfrey, Lisa Stone, Lou Farish, Louise A. Lowry, Marcello Truzzi, Mark Dion, Mary Margaret, Matt Drudge, Matt Moneymaker, Matthew Johnson, Michael Bershad, Michael Goss, Michael Newton, Michel Raynal, Mike Oxbig, Monte Ballard, Pat Bontempo, Paul Bartholomew, Paul Herman, Paul Johnson, Paul Willis, Pauline Strawn, Peter Byrne, Peter Hassall, Peter Jordan, Peter Rodman, Phil Sirois, Philip Levine, Phyllis Galde, Rachel Carthy, Ramona Hibner, Ray Boeche, Ray Crowe, Ray Nelke, René Dahinden, Rich La Monica, Richard Brown, Richard Crowe, Richard Hendricks, Richard Leshuk, Richard Noll, Richard Smith, Rick Fisher, Rob Riggs, Robert Downing, Robert Goerman, Robert Mason, Robert Neeley, Robert Rickard, Robert Stansberry, Roberta Payne, Rod Dyke, Roger St. Hilaire, Ron Dobbins, Ron Schaffner, Ron Westrum, S. Miles Lewis, Sara Garrett, Scott Lornis, Scott McNabb, Sean Foley, Stacy McArdle, Stan Gordon, Stephen Foster, Steve Collins, Steve Hicks, Sunny Franson, T. Peter Park, Terry W. Colvin, Thomas Archer, Tim Church, Tod Deery, Todd Lester, Todd Neiss, Todd Roll, Tom Adams, Tom Miller, Tom Page, Tom Slick, Ron Winebrenner, Toni Campbell, Tracy Boyle, Troy Taylor, Warren Thompson, Wayne Laporte, William Corliss, William Gibbons, William Zeiser, Zack Clothier, and last, but by no means least, my old mentor, long-gone-but-not-forgotten friend Ivan T. Sanderson.

  Additionally blessings go to my mom, sister, and brothers, for their encouragement. I send out gratitude to my late dad, whom I miss being able to talk with, about Wild Kingdom, Bigfoot, and baseball. Thanks, Desmond, for letting me know you played that Bigfoot game as a kid. And finally to Leslie, for the female companionship that nourished this ape in many ways, thank you.

  With appreciation,

  Loren Coleman

  Portland, Maine

  October 20, 2002

  PART 1

  Bigfoot Stomps into the Twenty-First Century

  1 The Summer of Sasquatch

  2 Strange Cast of Skookum

  PART 2

  A Look Back

  3 Native Traditions

  4 Wildmen, Gorillas, and Ape Canyon

  5 Fruit Crate Label Art and Ruby Creek

  6 “Bigfoot” Discovered

  7 Bigfoot Filmed

  8 Frozen Man

  9 Bossburg, Momo, and Other Flaps

  10 On the Trail in the Midwest

  PART 3

  Reflectionsd

  11 Myakka and Other Southern Apes

  12 High Strangeness

  13 Sex and the Single Sasquatch

  14 The Changing Image of Bigfoot

  15 The Bigfooters


  16 Three Big Questions

  Appendix A

  Twenty Best Places to See Bigfoot

  Appendix B

  Scientific-Quality Replica Bigfoot Track Casts

  On the Matter of Style

  Bibliography

  Index

  Introduction

  My body is soaked from trogging miles through heavy underbrush, literally drenched from my own sweat and the heavy mist in the forest. The object of my quest seems just ahead, around the next bend, right after that ridge. I’m after Bigfoot, and I push on. I’ve sunk waist deep in the swamps of southern Illinois, frozen overnight in a tent in the Trinity-Shasta area of California, looked at the stars from the Sasquatch Provincial Park in British Columbia, interviewed witnesses from Maine to West Virginia, Florida to California.

  Bigfoot hunting has been my passion for over forty years. I’m convinced these creatures are out there to be discovered. A dream? I grew up with dreams. I am the son of heroes, the son of a city fire-fighter and a mother who speaks proudly of her Cherokee legacy, the grandson of a retired farmer who worked a field of dreams as the head groundskeeper for a minor league baseball team. I wanted to become a naturalist, in the original meaning of the word, and trek around the world seeking all sorts of animals. Instead, I did one better; I became a cryptozoologist, one who searches for new animals, yet to be discovered.

  When I was young, growing up in Decatur, Illinois, I found myself outdoors all the time, camping, hiking, and, yes, at baseball games. My brothers and I, as kids, explored the “hollers and hills,” the local name for the wild parts near the edges of town and beyond. In the 1950s, those were the safe feral places farther out, past the trailers and the cemeteries, the swampy, rugged, unexplored, and forgotten lands unused by farmers and asyet undiscovered by developers. Animals used them as natural greenways to travel from place to place, unnoticed.

  I explored these and gathered snakes, turtles, toads, and other animals for my summertime zoo. I would keep, observe, and then let the animals go. In preparing to be a naturalist, I wanted to handle the things I read about in the books by Roy Chapman Andrews and Raymond Ditmars. I had visions of being a zoologist, but never could I have imagined what awaited me.

  I now look back on one March evening in 1960 as a critical juncture that changed my life. I was watching the broadcast on the local Decatur TV station of a science fiction movie, a Japanese picture entitled Half-Human: The Story of the Abominable Snowman (Ishiro Honda, 1957), about the search for the Abominable Snowmen in the mountains of Asia. It was fascinating, for even though I knew it was fiction, there appeared to be an underlying truth to this tale of an expedition in pursuit of an unknown species of hairy, upright creature. One does not pick their entry point into mysteries, I suppose; for me this just happened to be the one.

  I went to school the next week and asked my teachers about this elusive, mysterious creature called the Abominable Snowman. They were discouraging and lacked interest. They told me that I was wasting my time on a “myth.” But their words did little to put out the fire in my belly. I was one very curious young man. I began looking for everything I could read on the Abominable Snowman. I discovered a large literature on the Yeti and soon found out, through the writings of Ivan T. Sanderson in magazines in 1959 to 1961, and in a book published in 1961, about North America’s version of the Abominable Snowman, the Bigfoot of the Pacific Northwest and the Sasquatch of Canada.

  I started writing to people all around the world who were investigating and searching for these creatures. Soon, I was corresponding with more than four hundred people, including the likes of Ivan Sanderson, John Green, Peter Byrne, Bernard Heuvelmans, and others. Then I decided to do some research, to look for old newspaper reports about Bigfoot, to interview witnesses, and to go out in the field myself and seek out these creatures.

  In his book Abominable Snowmen: Legend Come to Life, Ivan T. Sanderson mentioned some cases from the U.S. Midwest and South he liked to call Little Red Men of the Woods. This is where I would start, and before I knew it, I was interviewing witnesses and tracking the beasts in Illinois, Indiana, Missouri, and Kentucky.

  My interest in Bigfoot led to some specific life decisions. For example, I picked my college and its location—Southern Illinois University in Carbondale—because folklorist John W. Allen had written of authentic sightings of these animals by a minister and farmers from the area’s bottomlands. I studied anthropology, minored in zoology, to have some scientific background to pursue these Bigfoot.

  Sometimes my classes would suffer because I was hitchhiking deeper into southern Illinois to look into more cases, or to farther-away places such as Mississippi, to interview more witnesses. While I was in Carbondale from 1965 to 1969, I explored the swamplands of the area, ran down reports of strange, hairy creatures thereabouts, and spent endless hours in the microfilm sections of the libraries at SIU, as well as getting materials from Indiana University on local cases. I explored places that would later become familiar in Midwestern Bigfoot lore—Murphysboro, Chittyville, and other places in Little Egypt, as that part of Illinois is called.

  I sent reams of material—raw reports, transcripts of eighteenth-century articles, and modern news clippings—to my correspondents. Eventually, I became Ivan Sanderson’s and John Green’s “man in the East.” Sanderson was so excited by what I was finding outside of the Pacific Northwest that he wrote in 1967, “Yes … Please … any reports you have … Little Red Men of the … or Giant Hairys of the suburbs. The whole bit is getting hotter and hairier by the month.” John Green and John Keel, among others, mentioned me in their books, as the source of many accounts I had forwarded their way.

  Finally, in 1968, Lou Farish, a correspondent in Arkansas, suggested that I begin writing articles on my own. A year later, I began writing about Bigfoot in the Midwest. Soon Ivan Sanderson introduced me to Mark A. Hall, and John Keel introduced me to Jerry Clark. The old generation was mentoring the new.

  In 1974, I constructed a cross-country trek, from Illinois to California, via a southwestern route, stopping at various locales that had histories of Bigfoot reports, from the Ozarks to the Sierras. I lived in California for parts of two years, working closely with George Haas and Jim McClarin, and meeting and discussing Bigfoot with many others, including René Dahinden, Archie Buckley, and John Green. When I decided to move back East for my long-delayed entry into graduate school, I once again used my journey as a way to see parts of the Bigfoot story, on-site, staying not in motels or RVs but in a sleeping bag, under the stars or, on rainy nights, in a tent. From the mid-1970s, from my base in New England, I continued to crisscross the country seeking Bigfoot and Bigfoot reports.

  I have written much, consulted on documentaries about Bigfoot, and done more than that boy in Illinois could ever have dreamed. By the turn of the twenty-first century, I had been on treks, hikes, expeditions, and explorations in forty-eight states. I have canoed the backwaters of the Everglades, Okefenokee Swamp, Hockomock Lake, Honey Island Swamp, Caddo Lake, and dozens of other Bigfoot locations throughout the land. I have explored the most likely habitats of these creatures. I have climbed peaks from Yosemite to Fort Mountain, from the Trinities to Mt. Blue, looking for signs of Bigfoot. I have interviewed hundreds of Bigfoot witnesses. Four decades later, I’m convinced that ordinary people are having extraordinary but real encounters with these creatures, these hairy giants. This is what I now know about them.

  Coast to Coast

  The classic Bigfoot is a real animal living in the montane forests of the Pacific Rim, specifically the United States of America’s and Canada’s Pacific Northwest wilderness areas up through southern Alaska. There probably exists a much rarer Eastern subspecies or regional race of primates with distinctive behavioral and physical characteristics. The American Bigfoot, also known historically as Sasquatch in western Canada, has affinities to giant, hairy, apelike hominoids reported from the western mountains of Central and South America, as well as the forested areas
of China, Tibet, and Indochina, although this volume will focus only on the North American variety.

  It has been estimated that the population of Bigfoot in the Pacific Northwest is between two thousand and four thousand individuals, with the greatest concentrations around Bluff Creek, California, and with other random spots such as the Skookum Meadows region of Washington State getting routine visitations. I tend to think the number may be smaller, only 1500 Bigfoot.

  Witnesses have reported seeing Bigfoot in groups, including females and juveniles, demonstrating that breeding groups do exist. Detailed descriptions of the young of the Bigfoot are rare, but we do find some records of encounters at the edge of forested areas abutting new human habitats.

  In general, the upright Bigfoot ranges in height from six to nine feet at maturity, with the conditions of available light, temporal length of the encounter, and the hair covering of the animals causing an often exaggerated estimate of greater stature. Their hair-covered, stocky bodies have enormous barrel torsos, with well-developed buttocks in both genders, penises seen on males, and large breasts clearly visible on older females. The breasts are often reported to be hair-covered except for the nipple area. Their heads are relatively small and peaked with no visible neck or forehead, with a heavy browridge that sports a continuous up-curled fringe of hair. Both genders exhibit a sagittal crest, the peaked ridge found in fossil hominoids and modern great apes, which runs from the front to the back of the top of the skull where the muscles of the jaws are attached. Their jaws project forward markedly. Canine teeth that are noticeable enough to be called fangs are only rarely reported in males. The skin seen on the faces of the young is generally light-colored, while that of older individuals tends to be dark. Their eyes are small, round, and dark.

  The hair of Bigfoot is reported to be relatively short and shaggy with no difference in length between body and head hair. In the young, the hair is usually dark, moves into shades of red and brown with age, and finally, at extreme maturity, evidences some silver, as in male mountain gorillas (“silverbacks”). Among the eastern North American subgroup of Bigfoot, piebald, or “two-tone,” coloring has been reported.