At, first I was concerned that this location wasn’t quite remote enough, and in the spring and summer, that is most likely true. But, starting in October when there’s no one left to encounter in the woods, modalities change, wildlife habits change, and a curious Bigfoot perhaps, just perhap, wanders just a little bit closer than he or she did just a couple weeks earlier. 

If Hemingway ever wrote a story of a young Bigfoot and a cave he might have written it here., and as we walked deeper in the woods, staying close to the sound of running water and frogs jumping, you realized that not being at this spot, is not being.

As we got closer to the cave we wanted to check out, the inconsequential of life in Los Angeles was slowly losing it’s importance. All except the thoughts of my 9 year old God-daughter who I kept thinking would have loved this place and the animals here.

As we reach the base of the cave, and as tradition would have it, we had to walk on a giant log in order to cross the threshold. It was slippery and Faye went first followed by myself and Cheuk. We made across with panache and Justin the director and the camera guys followed.


We made our way up and looked around for prints, hair, perhaps. This certainly made a great shelter, a place to sleep for a Bigfoot or two. There’s water on the bottom to drink and as a specie I believe to be omnivorous, certainly food nearby, including frogs, deer and vegetation.

Gorillas make ground nests in the jungles, and there’s a certain amount of evidence that Bigfoots do as well. They also appear to bend trees and use branches above their nests, and an overlooking cave such as this could have a provided a large natural replacement. Furthemore, you have a good view of what’s coming below you, and a natural escape route on one side of the cave.

Obviously, the chances of finding a track or any type of physical evidence is remote. Yet, on every trip I firmly believe I’m going to find something, something significant, something that will turn out to be nothing, but always something. Otherwise, what would be the point? 

With that model in mind, we found a couple of prints that may turn out to be something, or may turn out to be nothing. The first one pictured just here below is puzzling, and I’m quite honestly not sure what I’m loooking at. My first thought was bear, but the reduced number of digits bothers me, and the canine appearance of the toes and claws also bothers me. I’m not sure. To be honest my strenght isn’t in tracks and prints. I have a B.S in Physical Anthopology, and my area. of expertise has always been more on human evolution, ape behavior,  and anatomy in relation to speciation and functional behavior. I’m not a track expert, but I do know more than the majority of people that like to correct me and insult me on social media that haven’t spent a day in the woods.  

This track was between 10 to 13 inches in lenght, and the thought of something I keep getting asked started to creep in. Dogman, is anathema to biology, yet they keep getting reported, and included among Bigfoot reports, and a few I’ve received and heard personally, privately, where people are attacked and people die. I have yet to formulate a complete hypothesis as to what it all means and how it relates to Bigfoot.

Humans , bears and Bigfoots are plantigrade, which is where the complete foot makes contact with the ground. The Dogman, reported as looking like a werewolf for lack of a better term, if truly canine, and that’s a big if, comes from a family of animals that are digitigrade, which means they walk on their toes. The tracks associated with the Dogman phenomenon seems to vacillate between a digitigrade adaptation and plantigrade one, which is problematic from an evolutionary standpoint on both fronts.

All that said, we are dealing with a rather limited source of data, and probably has nothing to do with the print here which in all likelihood belonged a bear. But, I love werewolf movies, so I thought I would throw that out there.

As we made our way out of the cave, we came upon another track. One that was bigger, longer and appered to show toes. I wish the picture was somewhat clearer here, but it was for sure interesting, It was part a series of tracks on the side of the cave in the soft mud, but this was the only one clear enough as to be of any value.

Nothing else of consequence happened at this spot. We decided to come back that night, and headed out towards one more area nearby I had in mind. The next trail was for sure muddier and a little tough to get through at times. Not everyone in the crew had the right shoes for it, but they managed without a single complain, very professionally, and once again Cheuk and Faye were not only pros on camera but great as field researchers as well. And we found one more track in the mud. Again large, at least 16 inches, with what looked like toes. 

Identifying structures in the wild that may belong to an unknown undiscovered specie we know very little about is obviously problematic. Branches fall into random patterns that your brain tries to organize into visual meaning. We all fall prey to a failure to recognize entropy. So, with that in mind, I just found the structures here interesting. 

We then took a little break, for an hour or so, before getting to the night shooting spot and night investigation part of the trip. One of the best part of trip was getting to know Cheuk, Faye and Manuel a little bit. Better companions you could not ask for, on a plethora of levels. And for those who know me, I say what I mean, and these guys were cool. 

 During our down time,  I got to talk to Cheuk a little bit about his UFO reseach in Hong Kong, and some of his cases. The details aren’t mine to give, but when I tell you that the UFO situation in China is fascinating, needs more attention and Cheuk is a world class investigator, I mean it, and it’s all true. 

Following that, I took a little walk down a path and sat on a bench that happens to be partly in the lake and contemplated what’s wrong with me, in that I chose this career path. Occasionnally, you wonder if it’s all worth it. Would I have been better off going overseas and playing volleyball professionally? Probably. Stuck to my Fencing career and made a push towards the Olympics? Probably, but not today. Today I’m looking for Bigfoot and what could be better than that?  And in part III, it get’s even better. 

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