How to accomplish this? How to take an anemic pursuit of 30 minute TV episodes and restore the hour and a half image of old Sun Schick documentaries in the 1970s? This is the perfect comparison: Peter Graves warning people that they are about to watch the most startling motion picture in their lives compared to today’s looking for love in all the wrong hominids.
Where are all the expeditions going deep into new territory? Where is the assault on the actual Saskahaua? Who is trekking to Morris Mountain?
Yet this is the impression of the mainstream. They think BIGFOOT has defied discovery and therefore must all be a joke. In truth there have been no attempts to discover BIGFOOT; only attempts to capitalize on the concept of looking for BIGFOOT. The mainstream believes that BIGFOOT is a carnival creature because so many fanboys of a real life comic strip got involved and wanted and, frankly, created a BIGFOOT in their own backyards. This made BIGFOOT all the more unbelievable. This made Bigfootery all the more a joke.
Very few out there remember the image of the old days– 1958-1985– when new tracks were reported by the mainstream media, when Bigfooters trampled the woods trying to find them, when a media circus ensued, where BIGFOOT most of all was in the Pacific Northwest. Who remembers the days of funded expeditions deep into the woods, of woodsmen funded by millionaires trying to find more data and capture the beast? Who remembers a symposium at U of British Columbia? Contrast this with today’s monster conventions where BIGFOOT memorabilia sits next to posters of King Kong movie releases– the BIGFOOT stuff being just as much a fantasy as those movies.
Questers and anthropologists have given way to monster lovers.
Why shouldn’t the mainstream think ill of the whole pursuit? Why should any producer think of making a serious, critical documentary? David Wolper had to persuade the Smithsonian to sponsor a serious documentary in 1974, and it became the biggest TV documentary of all time, one that then inspired the granddaddy of BIGFOOT docudramas Mysterious Monsters with Peter Graves. But the image that all this helped create has long been erased by 30 years of frolic for “reality TV.” Those who pursue BIGFOOT pursue vampires and werewolves as well. Fantasy monsters, ardent fans who love the old Universal horror movies and now want to be an armchair Helsing.
Those who forsake the armchair do so only to prove the past. Expeditions today try and find the exact location of where Roger Patterson filmed his “Bigfoot” in 1967. Some try and recreate the walk and stride of the Bigfoot in the film for yet another “reality” camera watching them. Others go on a digging expedition to find where the cabin was situated at Mount St. Helens in 1924. All well and good, but this is more tourism and relic hunting. It is not following a new trail.
Where are the encounters with BIGFOOT? I mean the new ones in the last 35 years? None. Where are plaster casts of new prints? None. Where are the stories of going deep into the woods and encountering anything unusual. Few and very questionable.
There is little reason to have respect for the modern pursuit of BIGFOOT.
This, however, blind sights the mainstream to the truth that such real and new Bigfooters are out there, that new ground has been combed, that new expeditions are coalescing. A new era is coming, one of more encounters, more deep woods pursuits, and one where expeditions will travel deep in with plenty of equipment to try and add more data and finally ignite a respectable pursuit back into the deep and dank woods of the most mysterious place in North America– the Pacific Northwest.
Too many have been motivated by Recasting Bigfoot not to believe that a genuine native American anthropoid exists, and that more than one type forms the backbone of frontier accounts of encounters with “animal humans.” To make the new era that is dawning poignant and relevant, let us restore respect to the hunt for BIGFOOT. It is not the hunt for a Facebook meme or Halloween suit. It is the hunt for truth. Legends have long spoken of a “hairy, giant man monster” of the PNW. Indian artwork has admirably reproduced features exclusive to South American primates. Old accounts vividly describe encounters in the PNW with what old Spanish accounts describe as existing in South American jungles.
It is time to put away the comic book and take up the substance that inspired the anemic and self indulgent era that has dominated the pursuit. It is time to don the scotch flannel plaid shirt, the thick rimmed glasses, and tread deep into the woods of the Pacific Northwest.
Let’s look at a few key points of topography that will help us understand the PNW.
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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.