Bigfoot hits Arizona
Apaches go public with Bigfoot sightingsFootprints in the mud. Tufts of hair on a fence. Ear-piercing screeches in the night. These are only fragments of the stories now coming from the White Mountains in Eastern Arizona.
For years the White Mountain Apache Nation has kept the secret within tribal boundaries. “We're not prone to easily talk to outsiders,” said spokeswoman Collette Altaha. “But there have been more sightings than ever before. It cannot be ignored any longer.”
For years the White Mountain Apache Nation has kept the secret within tribal boundaries. “We're not prone to easily talk to outsiders,” said spokeswoman Collette Altaha. “But there have been more sightings than ever before. It cannot be ignored any longer.”
posted by Rob at 8:31 PM
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Writerfella here --
This a bit difficult to reveal but, though one of my most famous stories deals with 'Setse-Mah-Oh-Say, Big-Footed-Giant-Who-Is-Wise,' I as a writer relied totally upon my own imagination as I had no Bigfoot experiences of my own to use as writer knowledge. But three years ago, while helping my cousin commemorate the Marine buddies he lost in Somalia when their barracks was car-bombed, we heard a blood-chilling warbling growl come at us out of the Oklahoma night. No cry like that had I ever heard before and I little wish to ever hear it again. Then, on Monday August 28 of this year, I accompanied that same cousin to several new oil rig sites here in SW Oklahoma as he sought a job as a roughneck.
Each time, he was turned down, though the companies had filed with the Oklahoma Employment Service asking for applicants. As we visited one a few miles south of Anadarko, our home town, he drove back down the new gravel road leading to the rig. The road bridged a deep gully that is the start of a deep gypsum and sandstone canyon that runs for several miles. I glanced out the passenger window of his Ford 150 pickup truck and chanced to look down the start of that deep gully. And I saw something that took me totally by surprise: there, at roughly 1:30 pm CDT, was a beige to carmel-colored object halfway down the steep east bank of the gully. At first, I took it to be a broken-off tree trunk maybe 8 feet tall, draped in dead vine growth. As we pulled to a stop at Highway 8, I continued to look at the object and then it moved. In fact, it turned its whole tall length toward the pickup and I saw it more clearly. It looked like Chewbacca, for all intents and purposes, with a body, and arms and legs, and a furry humanoid face. My cousin then pulled out on the highway and I lost my view of it behind brush and more trees. I yelped out, "Milton, I think I see a Bigfoot!"
He drove another fifty feet and pulled into a farmer's gateway, then whipped the truck around to go back to the gravel road. By then, there was nothing in the gully, no Bigfoot but also no tree trunk down the side of the gully. I described what I had seen and we got out, clambering partway down the slope into the start of the gully. No tracks, no disturbance, certainly no Bigfoot. Whatever I had seen was gone, Bigfoot or tree or elsewise.
I am a Kiowa Native, I long have heard the stories of the Khot-Saw-Pohl, but its existence, however colorful, always had been exactly that: stories. Now I'm not so sure. My own story, "The Last Quest," deals with a young Northern California tribesman whose grandfather sends him to climb 'in the shadow of the mountain the White Man calls Shasta,' so that he may ask Set-se Mah-Oh-Say his troubled questions, as the beast is the Keeper of The Wisdom, the repositor of The Sacred Knowledge of Good and Evil, Right and Wrong. That story now means more to me than it ever did before, because I have seen its object and I know what I saw...
All Best
Russ Bates
'writerfella'
Wow!
One of my fiction ideas is a story dealing with Bigfoot. If I ever get going with my Native superhero series, I may do it there. It also would make a good movie script.
Writerfella here --
Whoops, I just re-read that post and it should have said 'Beirut,' not Somalia, which was a whole other time frame along the road to Gulf War I.
All Best
Russ Bates
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