Preface, page 1

When I was a boy, my nightly prayers included praying for Bigfoot and asking God to allow me to hunt for him on my honeymoon. At that age, I knew people went on trips for their honeymoons so I guess that it why I made that request. But as I grew older, my interests changed, and the bigfoot fever only cropped up twice. The first happened as a diversion from some traumatic events in my life, and my sister, Susan, generously sent me several books on the subject. The other time occurred when a ranger at a park in Suffolk, Virginia reported that he saw he smelled the skunk ape. Eventually, my family and another family ventured south to the park and spent the night camping. Except for the rain driving us out of our tent and having to spend the rest of the night in the car, the trip was uneventful. I met the ranger who had reported smelling bigfoot, and it was obvious he wished he had never said anything. The other rangers were still chuckling about his reports, and he had a big streak of white in his hair that I thought probably came from the stress of the ridicule. I did not dare to ask if it had.
This online book will be in the form of a journal which is the way I like to document my undertakings beginning with a project when I was a boy to make bantam chickens wild to create a game bird for archers. After I left for college, my brothers would report that they had seen my chickens coming out of the woods to the paved road probably to pick up grit. However, the flock did not become self-sustaining. There were simply too many predators. I think a journal is practically apt for a subject like bigfoot because it is more believable as it is presented incrementally. At this point, I have not seen a bigfoot or any signs of him. However, I live close to Osceola Forest (actually a swamp) and the Okeefenokee Swamp. Both areas have had numerous bigfoot sightings, and the Okeefenokee Swamp is the biggest piece of wild land east of the Mississippi. Plus, it has been closed to human use, except in very controlled ways, since it was acquired by the federal government in the early 1900s. In addition, nearby Camp Blanding, a military base by Starke, Florida has had sightings. I hope to increase my travel to these places and report positive evidence for the existence of bigfoot.