During the fall of
1975 a friend of mine, John Sheriff, decided to do some deer hunting up
in the Chehalis
country. Although John didn't see any deer that day, he said he
spotted something very strange. Some years later he asked me how far
and well I thought a black bear could walk on its hind legs.
I told him that they
look pretty clumsy up there on their hind feet and take short, jerky
strides with their paws held in front of them somewhat curled in and
While summing up my
answer, John looked puzzled and said while he sat and watched a likely
looking area for deer, he now believed what he saw was a dark-brown
Sasquatch quietly and smoothly slinking from tree to tree, as if it
was using them for cover.