About 1973 or 1974,
I was down by the Fraser River talking with some of my old hand-logger
commercial fishermen friends and the subject of Sasquatch happened to
come up in the conversation. That was the first time I had ever heard
that at times these beasts might make some form of nest or bed.
Old Bob was a local
shake splitter who had just returned that same day from a deer-hunting
trip up in the Hedley country. He somewhat shyly explained to the
group that he found a large animal bed located on a perfect vantage
point with six-inches of fresh evergreen tree boughs laid carefully in
the bottom. He went on to explain he had also found quite a few piles
of huge human-type droppings that no man or animal he knew of could
make. Apparently these droppings were located about 75-feet from the
bed and concentrated in one general area. Old Bob also went on to
seriously explain that the bed he'd found had plenty of darker colored
hair in the bottom of it and stunk like hell.
Now if I remember
right, about six people burst out laughing. At that old Bob became
extremely angry and remarked he would take any one of us assholes
(excuse the language) back up to Hedley at that very minute and show
us the bloody Sasquatch bed he'd found. Seeing that old Bob was
seriously mad, the entire group said they were sorry and jokingly
believed him. Sadly, nobody took Bob up on his offer. I wish to this
day that I would have.