A True Hunting Tale:Bigfoot in the Sam Houston National Forest

As I'm starting a new hunting tale of Bigfoot in the Sam Houston National Forest, Grumps is forming camo patterns out of cardboard in my mom's living room (dad's ex-wife) for the "Cat-Monk" our jon boat. This winter's night is cold. The moon is full and bright across a bright starry night. I'm thinking back on one my great hunting adventures of this past year and how often a hunting tale becomes a hunting tale. This hunting tale is really true. Believe me I would not lie or pretend to makeup this hunting tale. It was the 3rd weekend of our 2008 deer hunting season, Grumps and I had hiked down the road to deer* And as we got closer to our hunting area, we heard a horrible screaming almost a type of howling of an animal like neither Grumps or I had ever heard before. The coyotes in the hunting area were going crazy with their own howling and yelping. The screams of this animal sound like it was in pain or anguish, Grumps said, it might be bobcat or wild hog perhaps even a cougar trapped by the coyotes. Yet, I was thinking could it be the legendary Texas Bigfoot? Believe me, I would have never thought a Bigfoot could be sited or heard in Texas but if you go to this online web site you find that a Bigfoot type of creature has been seen in the Sam Houston National Forest. http://www.texasbigfoot.org/. Well, I started to setup my portable camo blind in a downed pine tree, and this howling and screaming continued, over and over again, you need to remember for a moment its 4:oo a.m. in the pitch dark and Grumps is going to leave to his own hunting area and soon I would be left all alone. Grumps assured me that nothing would attack me, "yeah right", I said, to myself, but I had my Sako Tikka .270 wsm and my Ka-bar military knife on my side, I knew, I was fully armed to the teeth but what if my weapons were not enough to protect me from what was screaming and howling. Grumps, asked me if was going to be ok, and course I said, "yes, Dad, I will be alright". After I said, a quick prayer, and asking God to protect me, I felt much better. The howling and screaming continued for about another 45 minutes and finally it stopped just before day break. Later that day during our mid-day lunch break, Grumps and I talked what had happened that early morning we continued to speculate what it was or was not. Grumps and I never really spoke about this again until a few weeks later, when we had scouting trip prior to last 2 hunts of the season that we finally stopped and had a chance to speak to the forest ranger and the head biologist of the Sam Houston National Forest, the biologist kinda joked and laughed with us and told us not worry that sometimes Bigfoot hunters would leave recordings of primates near camera traps to try to lure a Bigfoot near. The biologist also said, it could have been trappers trying to lure in the coyotes. Grumps and I both said, that it was the most logical answers to the question of the howling and screaming of that early morning. But now what if, there were no Bigfoot hunters in the area or any trappers? We did not see anyone walking down on the road to deer* that day or morning. Now just for think for a moment If was a really a Bigfoot!

Note: * picture on front of blog