An Encounter with a Bigfoot

An Encounter with a Bigfoot

This is a story of some kind, one could say. An experience of trust and intuition. It was early spring and winter had just faded away into another slumber. The sky was blue with some clouds covering a part of it’s prowess. There was something in the morning air, which was enticing, but one could not exactly tell, what it was. Was it the fact, that spring was invading nature for another time until summer would appear in it’s full bloom? Who should know and who would really car, but some guy, who loved to hang out in the woods of Oregon near the border to the state of Washington. How he loved to enjoy the darkness vanishing into the first rays of light, which always where some sign of relief or maybe habe? Who could tell, what it really was, but some old chief of the Haida clan, which used to roam the forests.

The forests, which were part of the great hairy man, who had been visiting it for ages. The indians believed in the myths, the legends of the sasqatch and actually it believed , that it was a human species, some kind of old human from ancient yore and lore. The guy, the hero of this story, if one wants to express it in this kind of manner, was a loner, a ranger dreaming of the great wide open, a cowboy, who loved nature and it’s beautaAy.

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 19.08.2018
ISBN: 978-3-7438-7837-2

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