In the Shadows – Holiday Bigfoot Research - Article 48

With the holidays right upon us, I took some time to reflect on some of the things that happened with the Mid-America Bigfoot Research Center researchers during research in the November to January time frame from years past.

One of the things about research, is to try to use Bigfoot’s curiosity against them, do something that will make them curious and approach so you can get a good look at them.  Some of the ways we did this was to once take a generator and a Christmas inflatable out into the field and set it up, then moved back to watch with a thermal to see if anything would approach it.  While some folks may laugh, I recently saw a video online that showed a mother bear watching her cubs attack a huge Christmas inflatable shaped like Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, so animals are not put out by an inflatable.

Another time, a bunch of twinkling and regular Christmas lights were strung out in the woods, once again, a thermal was used to watch the surrounding area.  Now true that it may have been that in both of the incidents described, the Bigfoot may have not been in the area, and the MABRC should attempt further experiments to see if that happens.

Years before a TV show attempted to do it, the MABRC actually used fireworks out in the field to see if that would attract a Bigfoot to come around, and it was the ones that showered sparks out instead of making big booms.

With all these attempted tactics, the MABRC also will go into the woods to research regardless of the temperature, as one expedition, the temperature was 7 degrees below zero that first night, and as the researchers tried to crowd closer to the burn barrel to stay warm, there was some eyeshine spotted 150 feet away in the surrounding darkness.  Myself and Lem, another MABRC researcher decided to walk over and check it out, and as we left the warmth of the fire, Lem, who had a beard, could feel his face quickly getting very cold, I felt the same way with my mustache, turns out, our facial hair had rapidly frozen from the vapor of our breath and without realizing it, I reached up and touched my mustache only to feel part of it snap off.  Poor Lem was in even worst shape as when he touched his beard, a large chunk of it broke off and landed on the ground.  The rest of the weekend, anyone who looked at Lem or me, could only laugh at our missing facial hair.

Several more incidents occurred that same weekend, but I will save those for part 2 of this article in next week’s paper.  We at the MABRC hope that everyone has a safe and Merry Christmas and that we all remember the true spirit of the holiday.