Off to the north....

It's been a little while since my last blog but now I have some news that might interest some of you who follow this tiny corner of the web.

Tim Ervick (A.K.A "Squatchers) and myself are heading off to a location of interest this weekend in north-central Ontario and hopefully we might get a glimpse of what is "hiding out" in the area (For lack of a better explanation). We have the vocalization from Naiscoot Lake, the "DonR" recording from roughly the same area and of course, my vocalization experience - all which have occurred in the same geographic area so we are setting out to try and discover just what this thing might be. This is a initial search / recon of one particular area and given the terrain and size of the area we have to cover, we should be able to collect lots of data which we will be presenting later on.

Of interest to some is the live "from the field" episode of Simply Sasquatch radio that we are going to be doing this Saturday, October 3rd @ 9:30AM EST so be sure to tune in and join us!

Maybe it's been there all along....

I heard a snippet of something a few days ago that made me think for a moment about the way we perceive things. "The deer could be standing right there in front of you and you wouldn't notice it".

The Ticking Mind started ticking again and I really thought about it. Absolutely right. Same goes with a squirrel that pauses like a statue, not even flinching one bit. and possible many other animals. They just blend right in. And by all means, deer can get to be pretty large creatures, yet I can guarantee that we walk by them every day without noticing them. Chances are, and I believe I am quite sure about this, that then have noticed us long before we even are within a visual range.

Squatchers (Tim Ervick) pointed out something on the last episode of Simply Sasquatch that kinda made sense with regards to finding things. You don't have to go right back to the exact spot where someone heard something or saw something. Especially when it was many months or years ago. Being in the general area is more than likely adequate but the real science might simply be in observation. Parking yourself in a opportunistic spot (well, doing your best to get a great view of everything around you) and just waiting - observing everything. Maybe have a couple recorders going, camera and video on a tripod. Mic's in the surrounding trees. Whatever you feel works for you, but really, try to "observe"

Legend of Boggy Creek brought forth the discovery that that dogs did not want to track whatever it was in there. I am not sure how much to read into the movie, after all, they say it was based on true events yet they call it "The legend". Nonetheless, these folks went out in "packs". Why would a squatch sit around with these people and dogs hot on the trail? Maybe it's because they know they won't be noticed, I mean, the dogs were spooked and wouldn't track. How does it have that much control and power over hounds that were essentially "born" to follow their noses?

Then you have those theories that go way off on a tangent saying that they might be in another dimension, that's why we cannot see or detect them. If that is the case, then why am I even here talking about this. I mean, are vocalizations left out of this theory that they are on another plane that we cannot and do not interact with?

Creepy coincidence

I took a mini-hiatus from blogging in order to catch up on other aspects of my life but I just had to post this.

A long time ago I was up at a campsite - well, actually it was just a nice "clearing" on the north end of a beautiful lake surrounded by some pretty dense bush. I had been travelling up to this area for many years and so in some respects, I was very comfortable with my surroundings and I considered this place to be "my second home" away from home.

So, like I mentioned, it was a long time ago - say around 2003. I was up at the campsite and I was sitting in my lawnchair going over a map and I heard a soft roar which got louder; binoculars were deployed and scanning the area I came across a lonely boater heading up the lake towards my location. After a few moments I could assemble enough clarity through the binoculars to determine that it was a middle aged man who had a fishing rod hanging off the back of the boat, most likely trolling. I think the fellow noticed me when I had stood up to get the binoculars but it didn't really seem to phase him. As he approached closer I was the first to call out "Been a lucky fishing day for yah"?

He chuckled and said "If it's luck you need to catch them, then I have none"

I laughed, said that was strange, the lake is usually a good producer.

He nodded his head and continued on. A few moments later he asked "Were are you from"? Now my normal response would be just to say "The Toronto area" but I told him the actual name of the town of where I lived - at the time it was Acton and I don't really think it meant anything to him. He paused and then said St. Thomas. I nodded back; I knew the place he was talking about. That's a good 5 hour trip,if not more.

"Camping"? He said....and I replied "a little bit of everything. Yeah camping too!"

He laughed and onwards he went.

I never saw the fellow again during my trip. Nor any other trip.

Not until a week ago. This is where it gets creepy. I was at a gas station in Oakville. As I was filling up I noticed a person pull in, towing a boat behind their truck. The guy got out and began filling his truck. I looked at the boat over and over then I looked back at him. I had this feeling that I knew this guy but he was the first to jump on it. "Acton, right?" He said......

I paused for a moment then replied "St. Thomas, right?". He immediately smirked and replied "you got it!"

What are the odds.....what are the chances? Well, I felt lucky that day, and as I was inside the gas station making a coffee, he came in to pay for his gas. After doing so, he came over and extended his hand. "Hi I'm Nick". I immediately returned the gesture and extended my hand - "Hi, Jason. Nice to meet you!". He immediately replied "what are the odds"...

We chatted for a bit out in front of the pumps and I was surprised how fast the time flew; it was really a coincidental thing. This chap had no previous connection to the lake with the exception of him being introduced to it a year prior by a friend. He mentioned that it was quite enjoyable and he had been up a few times. As for me asking him about sasquatch activity? Well, I held back. He was a newbie. I feel horrible for using that term but at this point what else can I use or describe it with?

My friend, if you are reading this, you might very well know what may await you on your next trip.

Don't let it be a deterrent. We are just visiting it's vast backyard.

J.