Diary Entry-the cabin in the woods, angry ‘ape men’, and the trip rolls on…

I understand why those boys never went back to the cabin at Myers Flat. Whatever lives in the woods by the cabin does NOT like visitors! It also looks like whatever they encountered back in 1965 possibly OCCUPIES the cabin now.

What we encountered ‘might’ have been a Sasquatch. It’s hard to imagine what else it could have been. The sound of the thing’s roar was unlike anything I’ve ever heard.

Most reports of Sasquatch I’ve read characterize him/her as a shy, reclusive, and anti-social creature. But, not all reports indicate this.

There have been a few reports of Sasquatch acting in an aggressive, territorial manner. This makes a certain amount of sense to me. Man has logged innumerable pristine forests over the years displacing any number of critters (including Sasquatch).

One of the more harrowing stories I’ve heard about Sasquatch being less than friendly goes all the way back to 1924 at a gorge to the east of Mount Saint Helens in Oregon. It’s now known as Ape Canyon. The story involves A group of prospectors running afoul of some ‘gorilla men’. Things got ugly.

The prospectors encountered four of these creatures. One of the prospectors opened fire on one of the creatures. Said creature was ultimately shot three times and fell off a cliff.

Later that night, the surviving creatures returned to exact their revenge. They threw giant rocks at their cabin. Then, they started slamming their bodies against the door and walls of the cabin. It didn’t end there.

Eventually, the creatures tore a hole in the roof of the cabin and continued hurling stones at the terrified men holed up inside. When the sun rose, the creatures finally relented. For the men trapped in the cabin, I’m sure it was a terrifying experience.

I can understand why any creature living in the woods might find the presence of man threatening, if not outright dangerous. Man hasn’t always done a great job of respecting the countless species that make the wilderness their home. Man kinda sucks sometimes.

I need to debrief with Jimmy a bit about what we encountered back at the cabin. I’ll probably hop on the phone with him as we make our way to the next ‘hotspot’. I’m digging into an incident reported by a law enforcement officer back in 1992 near Scotia (about 25 miles north).

Hopefully, we don’t run afoul of anything like what we encountered at Myers Flat! Fortunately, I’ve got Sherman by my side. Thus far, he’s been a ‘squatch sniffer’ extraordinaire!