Monday, July 6, 2009
Part 3 - Hunting For Bigfoot
The woods we traveled in were lush and beautiful. My brother had taken his tractor down earlier and made paths for us to walk on (since several members of our Bigfoot Hunting Team were certified city folk who actually wore flip flops as their only shoes). Coupled with a very full moon and it couldn't have been more perfect. All was quiet until the first Bigfoot call rang through the night.