| It was waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain. I don’t know how it got there ahead of me. I was out in front of it almost all day. Well ever since I first saw it and it saw me. I was way further up then. Since it was the very end of the snow ski season there were not a lot of others out that day. Not a surprise since the last fresh snow was probably a month past. Possibly the biggest reason I was able to stay out in front of it all day was because of the slick snow, more like ice, that I was skiing on. I went right past him at first. I can only assume I pissed him off because I didn’t do anything else to cause him to follow me all day. At first when I realized I was going fast enough he wasn’t going to catch me; there was little cause for concern. In fact I was thrilled. I had seen a bigfoot. Maybe even gotten a picture of it. When I went by, I clicked a shot with my phone. I don’t know if I got him or her, or if I got nothing but trees and ice passing as snow. What I did figure out very quickly was that he was coming after me. I didn’t bother to check my phone to see if I got the picture. Certainly I will regret later not having made sure I had the shot because I sure had plenty of chances to get another try. That idea went on the far back burner however because this dude was covering ground fast even if he wasn’t skiing. I took off again and kept moving at what I thought was a speed easily fast enough to beat the creature. If he or she was even going to bother to continue to chase me. Now let me tell you before I go any further that these creatures are a lot more like human beings and a lot less like apes or bears or any sort of animal known to man. More than a couple of times that day I had him close enough to me that I could see the lines and wrinkles on his face. They were the eyes of an entity which is capable of planning, assessing and even of retreat when it sees the odds are no longer in its favor. I even think it is capable of having a very dark sense of humor. I saw all of that in its eyes, its face and in the end I saw it in the creature’s hubris. That’s right. I’m telling you that thing was proud of itself when it had me cutoff from reaching civilization. The first time I got to see its face up close was when I first saw it early in the day. Looking back on it I believe I surprised him and may have even caused him to drop something. That part of the day happened so fast and was so unexpected that I remember looking into its face and eyes. I didn’t look down to see what it was doing but now I am wondering if I didn’t see it drop something. The beast didn’t waste any time coming after me. Whatever it dropped must not have been terribly important or it was certain nothing was going to bother what it dropped until he came back for it. I say he but am not entirely sure it was a male. This thing was ten feet tall so I am going to assume it was a male. Plus I don’t figure a female would have chased me in such a manner or for so long of time. The second time I saw its face up close, or up closer, than it had been all day, was when it took a shortcut that I chickened out on doing. We came to a place where it gave a choice of either veering to the right and then taking a long route which brought you back by the same spot just a little ways further down the mountain or you could opt to jump off the cliff and land down below near the same spot where the long way around brought you. I went right. The bigfoot went over the cliff. When I reached the spot where I would have landed if I had went off the cliff, it was there just unable to grab me as i raced past. It was at that point I thought I was in the clear for sure. I went faster and the most direct route right for the spot he now was waiting for me. It was the only place on the ski route that bottlenecked, and I knew if I beat it to the bottleneck then I had it beat for the day because the hotel was just beyond. There was something funny about the creature. For one thing it didn’t look nearly as strong and healthy as before. Another thing was it was shorter than before. The closer I got down to where it was at, the more I began to realize this wasn’t the same bigfoot. This one was only about half as tall as the one I had been seeing all day. Then as I got even closer I could see this bigfoot had a leather briefcase next to him and then I could see this one had a smile on his face. That was because this one wasn’t real. I was so relieved to discover this wasn’t the bigfoot that had chased me all day. Instead this was some kind of promotional thing they were running for the last day of the ski season which bigfoot handed out passes which were good for the coming year. I told the guy in the bigfoot suit what had happened and his reply and attitude was like, why do you think I am out here dressed as bigfoot and not donald duck? I had to admit he made a good point. The guy in the bigfoot suit had a snowmobile parked nearby and he took me back up the way I had come so we could look for some bigfoot prints. The problem was that the ground was more a sheet of ice than t was snow so there were not visible prints in the snow. I had a moment of pause where the irony of seeing a real bigfoot while riding on the back of a snowmobile with a bigfoot driving it, because the guy put on his head since it was also a helmet: would quite possibly have been the funniest possible coincidence to ever take place in the history of coincidences’. In my lifetime I have seen several instances where they would have claimed you could not write this because nobody would believe it. The Kansas City Royals coming back and winning the world series the way they did back in 2015, is a great example. In this case I never got the chance to show the fake bigfoot the real one. That would have been a true nobody would believe it moment. |    |