Stacy Ward has left a new comment on your post "Bigfoot Column":
We always enjoy your articles. Wild Rouge Co. must be the name of John Eichmanns group out of Ashland. They have been making these forest films of the Rouge area since 2001.
Something that we would like to get off our chest: So much negativity has invaded the bigfoot websites that it's no wonder most people don't have any faith in any of them. When these negative people cut loose with false and inflammatory information it's hard not to get sick. They seem to bunch up on one or two people at one time and try to make themselves apart of the news of bigfoot.
YouTube and most of the flakes that make the "Ive got the proof these people are made up" mentality is surely not interesting to most. I searched the web for Bill Emery and went to several sites where the owners of the sites claimed some hidden conspiracy to prove that this person is a fake and another is this and that.
Out of millions of people in the US these people can proclaim this man is not real. That in itself is nothing short of weird thinking.This kind of numb talk is not good for people who want fresh news about the search for bigfoot by literally thousands of people every year. They need to stop the attack and destroy option and now!
Thank you for your comment. ... LNP
Saturday, May 14, 2011
What’s the Wild Rogue Company?
Last week proved to be informative on Bigfoot Ballyhoo (www.bigfootballyhoo.blogspot.com). We got a comment explaining that the Wild Rogue Co. was planning to do a piece on the ESPO Team. (This team is the ESP Team with a recently added team member.)
We searched the internet to find information on the Wild Rogue Co. and couldn’t find anything. Finally, someone commented that this company is a group of film makers from Ashland, Oregon. The Wild Rogue Co. plans to use video that the ESPO Team plans to shoot soon of the general Eden Valley and Bear Camp areas. It was explained in the comments that most of the public is not even aware of this area of southwest Oregon. We also found out the ESPO Team plans to capture bigfoot on video. The Wild Rogue Co. plans to use that footage as well.
If you are a new reader to this column, the ESP Team mentioned above is the team that captured on trail cam, a photo of a bigfoot, early morning of Aug. 8th, 2010 in and around the general area the new video will be filmed. It is very exciting to know that this team of men is working quietly and seemingly without fanfare to get bigfoot and its forest home on video. And from the information presented to Bigfoot Ballyhoo it is clear that some sort of movie presentation will be forthcoming.
We do hope the team is successful in its efforts to capture bigfoot on video; but, if they are not, perhaps they will include the photos of Big Clyde that we have all been waiting to see in the Wild Rogue Co.’s production. Guess we will just have to wait and see. Please comment on Ballyhoo if you can tell us more about this “bigfoot adventure.”
Remember, on weekends Bigfoot Ballyhoo endeavors to have things of interest to children. We, of course, insist that everyday of the week be kid friendly in its language and subject matter. For indeed, bigfoot appeals to all ages.
Bigfoot Ballyhoo is an online bigfoot magazine. It is designed to encourage its readers to talk about bigfoot. Sightings are especially enjoyed by the readers. If you haven’t checked it out, please do. Since writing this column and the online magazine, the Perrys have written several bigfoot fiction books for children and one for older children and adults. The list with photos of the book covers is on the site. Until next week, keep talking bigfoot.
Little Brave, the Robin and Big Fist the Bigfoot
(Best read to your children.)
It was the time of the year wildflowers shot up over night. Yesterday they were not here and today whole meadows wave with their glorious colors. Little Brave stood admiring the blue, gently swaying flower heads before him. The fragrant meadow he gazed upon belonged to Big Fist the white-eyed bigfoot.
Little Brave wished to walk straight through the middle of the meadow, taking in close-up the beauty of the newly “painted” scene, running the tips of his fingers across the dew wet petals. But he would not. Big Fist would surely pounce. Maybe even run him down. And then who knows what the mean ole bigfoot would do to him.
These bigfoot animals were not always to be feared, his elders had told Little Brave. But, they cautioned, when alone, it is the wise choice to swing wide of them. He was alone now. And so he would not take the middle path through the blue field.
He turned, thinking himself very wise, to the high path skirting along the bottom of Baker Mountain. The fine dirt and rotting pine needles were cool on his bare feet. A fat robin kept flying and landing just ahead of him as he made his way along the animal path of Baker Mountain.
A waterfall splashed into a moss green pool at Little Brave’s right as he passed. At first glance, Little Brave did not notice Big Fist sitting on a rock several feet to the left of the waterfall. The big shaggy animal dangled his feet off the rock and dipped a big toe of one of his feet into the emerald water.
The robin that had flown ahead of Little Brave landed softly at Big Fist’s knee. And then it hopped up onto the wide hairy leg. Big Fist seemed to smile as he flexed the thick muscles of his leg, playing with the bird. The robin flapped his wings in exaggerated motions and tipped from side to side as if he wanted Big Fist to think he was in danger of taking a tumble from the rippling leg.
Little Brave felt to laugh, but did not; he didn’t want to alter the extraordinary scene before him. But a dry limb snapped, alerting Big Fist to his presence, when Little Brave shuffled his feet to get just a little closer to the pair. The robin, in a feather-shedding flurry, flew across the waterfall’s face and landed in a near pine. Big Fist sprang into the green pool and swung his huge white eyes around, searching for what had made the snapping noise.
Little Brave dug his feet into the path and sprinted to the bottom of Baker Mountain as fast as he could. Curiously, he had noticed before he took flight, that matted in Big Fist’s tangled coat were blue flowers here
and there. And mostly they were visible in a line around his neck. Did Big Fist know how to make flower chains? Or did Big Fist have a girl pal that made a flower chain for him?
“This time of year was certainly filled with curiosities and beauty,” thought Little Brave.
Ms. Kathy Bigfoot thought you kids would like this youtube video (Ultimate Dog Teaser: Talking Animals)