Bigfoot Ballyhoo

Just an Opinion: Bigfoot

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This site is dedicated to Dale Saxton, the late Dale Saxton. He died two years ago this February. If you would like to read more about him click the link above. Saxton was a bigfoot believer but he never saw one. His friend and fellow bigfoot researcher, Bill Emery did get to see a bigfoot (Aug. 8, 2010). And Saxton's son, Cole Saxton, didn't see the animal but was involved in the Aug. 8th sighting. He didn't get to join the two men that did see the animal because of a cough. Use the search tool to read more about the all night stand that Emery and the late Parchell took to finally see the animal they named Big Clyde.

Just Watched the Show

2012-01-30T10:17:00.000-08:00

P.S. We all wish to be liked by everyone. In this life/world it just isn't going to happen. Keep "talking bigfoot" and please do comment. Thanks, Linda Newton-Perry

Why not bigfoot?

2012-01-30T03:16:00.000-08:00

Photo: photoxpress

If this big beautiful animal exists, why not bigfoot?

Youtube video: Bigfoot Hunting in Washington State

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This video is by socallucas. Beautiful area where bigfoot has been seen.

Sighting to Enjoy

2012-01-29T10:59:00.000-08:00

Click Link to read a Missouri Sighting reported to BFRO. Enjoy.

http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=31201

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Find the 5 Differences in These Photos. You can click the photos to enlarge. Have Fun. Answers in comment below.

Follow the Trail to Ms Kathy's Forest Home

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You can click the illustration to make it larger. You can also save it to your computer, enlarge it and print it out. Ask an adult to help you if you don't know how. Have a happy day.

Answers to Quiz

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You may have to stand on your head to see the answers. (Just kidding!) Make the illustration larger by clicking on it.

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True or False

1. Bigfoot’s feet and hands look the same? T F

2. Bigfoot is always one color, black. T F

3. The science world now agrees bigfoot exists. T F

4. If you go into the forest you are SURE to see a bigfoot. T F

5. Bigfoots have never been seen in a town. T F

6. A tiny bigfoot was seen on the back of a pink butterfly once. T F
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Answers in illustration of Punch above.

Remember on weekends we do things for kids.

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Newspaper Column

2012-01-28T11:39:00.000-08:00

In the first week of February, 2012, it will have been four years that Linda Newton-Perry along with her husband, Christopher Perry, began writing this column. How does one decide to write a bigfoot column? It certainly wasn’t a lifelong interest for either of us. I grew up in California and Kansas and didn’t hear of bigfoot until I was living in Oregon. Christopher, as well, can’t recall being aware of bigfoot until after our move. We moved to Oregon in 1969. As you know, the Patterson-Gimlin bigfoot film had been in circulation since 1967, and a lesser known bigfoot “discovery” was the dead bigfoot found under a log in Oregon after the Columbus Day Storm of 1962, where photos were confiscated and the bigfoot body sent to several agencies, including the Smithsonian. Information, however, of the 1962 “find” was never shared with the public. It has been said that a photo of this dead animal was tacked to the wall or door of a local cafe until it burned down. So, who knows how many people have viewed that photo? If you would like to read more about the Columbus Day animal go to our online bigfoot magazine, Bigfoot Ballyhoo and use the search tool to find many articles about it (www.bigfootballyhoo.blogspot.com).

To our surprise, we found the state of Oregon was steeped in bigfoot lore, from its Native American population, to its rail-line workers and its city dwellers who enjoyed the mountains in leisure pursuits. So, four years ago, when we gave up our interest in the local paper, I wanted to keep my hand in writing for it; this required a subject to write about. The editor of the paper, Jean Ivey, did not believe in bigfoot. As a matter of fact, she rolled her eyes each time I mention the animal. Ivey soon sold the paper. Becky Holm, the new owner, needing columnists to fill the “white space”, allowed our off-the-wall column. For a short time this column was in three local papers, including Jean Ivey’s paper she was affiliated with, The Coquille Valley Sentinel, now The Sentinel.

A few months after we started the newspaper column, we began the online bigfoot magazine, Bigfoot Ballyhoo. The blog was put in place to help with information for the column. The blog and column work well together. We appreciate all the comments on the blog, letters and greetings. Till next week, keep talking bigfoot.

How I'd Try to Catch a Glimpse of Bigfoot

2012-01-26T23:53:00.000-08:00

On the TV program Finding Bigfoot last week, the team used a fake deer to entice bigfoot to “come out, come out.” I was thinking if I were to try to fool bigfoot into showing himself, what prop or ploy would I use.

Well, we think we know bigfoot sleeps in the daytime. I say wake him up, make noise. We’ve been told that he enjoys watching children and women. I think I’d make some stick figures of a woman and a child, clothe them and play a video of children laughing.

I’d hide and watch for the big animal to see if it wakes and goes searching for the voices. If this worked, I’m sure he would be lurking behind trees and darting from one to the next, getting as near as possible to the stick figures.

I’d do this in the daytime. I’m hardly ever out in the forest at night, so this plan would work best for me. What do you think? Think it would work?

Linda Newton-Perry

About Comments on This Site

2012-01-26T10:07:00.000-08:00

A so-called fact that seems to prove that Linda Newton-Perry makes up many of the comments on this site: People comment on comments that no one but the one commenting sees.

I (Linda Newton-Perry) will occasionally comment on a comment that I have not allowed to be posted. I have been known to take off a comment by a reader after giving it thought.

And then there is the ongoing claim this whole site is made up by Linda Newton-Perry. The truth is▬I do not make up comments. I do not make up people or groups of people. And that is “the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.” (This post is addressing a comment that I did not allow on the site.)

If Bigfoot were ...

2012-01-25T10:21:00.000-08:00

If bigfoot were a tiny animal, who would care about him? Let us not forget that bigfoots begin life small, and maybe even tiny. In our forests and woods, must live young bigfoots. How many? No one knows. If you are like me, you can not wait for "science" to take these animals seriously.

One report I remember reading is where a person came near to stepping on a young bigfoot, sleeping near a hiking path and covered in leaves. Some believe young bigfoots look like chimps. But again, who knows. Maybe what the hiker observed was a chimp.

What do you think? How important do you believe the discovery of bigfoot is to the world? to you? to anybody? Comment please.

My opinion about our right to know about bigfoot...

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If this animal exists, then,

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Photo: photoxpress

WHY NOT BIGFOOT?

Guest: Editor-Blogger

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Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "What's Your Opinion?":

Some might say that not telling the public that Bigfoot is real constitutes putting the public in danger. I would disagree with that for the following reasons. We don't know what Bigfoot actually is. We don't have a number in population.We know nothing about the temperament of the animal. And last but not least,we don't want people to think everywhere they go one or more of them might be present.

Being a long time hunter in the state of Oregon, I've only seen one Bigfoot and it never approached me.With regards to the forest service telling people this animal is out there--it simply will not happen.

Employees of the government have no right to divulge what they know about Bigfoot. We have enough problems with people on federal land now without telling them that Bigfoot is real.

Protocol is clear inside the government concerning Bigfoot. If one of us in the forest service sight one then we report it to our superior and let them decide on any actions.

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I thank you very much for your comment. But, still, I think we should know the animal exists if the government knows it exists! ... LNP

Those that have photos of bigfoot...

2012-01-22T15:41:00.000-08:00

I, Linda Newton-Perry, believe for everyone's saftey that those that have photos should make them public. We shouldn't be caught up in this make-fun-of environment that goes hand in glove with the subject of bigfoot. There is not one thing funny about a huge animal that lives in the forests that we occupy, recreate in. And it is not one bit funny that we've been made to believe that it does not exist. While the animal's saftey is important, human saftey goes far beyond that of the animal. (Just venting here. But, I believe every word, I've written.) Have a great rest of the weekend. ... LNP

What's Your Opinion?

2012-01-22T15:20:00.000-08:00

Best read to children under seven.

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Fifteen-year-old Houston Reed couldn’t quite puzzle out what he was looking at. He set his soft drink down on the side table by his grandfather’s recliner and moved to the sliding glass doors leading to the back deck. What sort of animal was he looking at? Was it an animal at all? Could it be a person dressed in an old brown coat and hat?

     And why would a human be rummaging through the trashcans? The Reed's neighborhood, Glestway Estates, was a retirement community and upper class at that. No one at the Estates would go through his neighbor’s trash. The metal cans no longer clanged together. The animal or person must have left.

     Houston sipped his soft drink, soon forgetting the whole thing. The smells of dinner drew him into the kitchen where Granny Reed stood tearing lettuce for their dinner salads. “Some cheese on the counter, Houston,” she said, pointing a piece of lettuce at the small clear-glass platter where toothpicks bristled from cheese squares and a variety of vegetables.

     Houston helped himself to a green pepper slice. He watched as his grandmother placed the finished salad in the fridge. His thoughts were again on whatever was going through the trash cans behind the garage. Should he say something about it to Grandma Reed? Before he could decide on whether to talk about it or not his grandfather banged through the door leading to the garage.

     “What a !%# mess I found behind the garage: All the cans were dumped out, paper and cardboard strewn everywhere. ... Newspaper even in the neighbor’s cottonwood. The tree looks bad enough without the newspaper shreds hanging from it.” He huffed.

     “What’s that?” Granny Reed pointed and took her husband’s arm, shoving him to the window in front of the kitchen sink.

    “What? Where? I don’t see ... Oh! A bigfoot! It’s a bigfoot!”

    “Where Gramps?” Houston wiggled between his grandparents. And what he saw made his knees shake. It was a real live bigfoot.

   “Camera, Mary, get the camera!”

     Click, click. “Turn the video on, Mary!”

     Houston took the camera from his grandmother’s shaking hands and ran onto the deck. The animal turned its massive head toward Houston just as it jumped the fence.

    “Don’t go any closer, Houston dear. Stay back! Don’t go ...” Grandma Reed had to be helped to a kitchen chair by her husband.

   “Sh, Mary. It’s okay.” Ben Reed comforted his wife. Then bolted through the sliding glass doors to where his grandson chased after the bigfoot. Mary Reed and her husband heard tires squeal and people yelling.

    Click, click, Houston filled the camera card. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. A truck had hit the bigfoot, knocking him flat on his back. He sprang up and limped into the woods. The photos Houston took were as many bigfoot photos, fuzzy, blurry. They proved nothing.

     But for years after, a limping bigfoot was seen in the area. Houston and his grandparents were of the fortunate few to observe this remarkable animal. The three always talked about their sighting when visiting. It always remained a subject of “wonder” and delight, for these three know that bigfoot exists.

The End

A Bigfoot to Color

2012-01-21T12:36:00.000-08:00

Copy this drawing to your computer and print. Ask an adult for help if you need it. Enjoy!

Newspaper Column: A Matter of Time

2012-01-21T11:38:00.000-08:00

Last week it was a real hoot when one of the presidential candidates mentioned bigfoot, even if it was a gargantuan putdown. It seems the subject of the big, hairy animal is becoming commonplace in all levels of conversation (in the above mentioned, a debate).

One can only hope that irreverently bandying about the word bigfoot in a presidential debate is a positive step for the animal’s discovery and protection. (You know, the power of the press, advertising and so on.) Oh, and did I mention that the candidate used the vile word hoax in the same sentence as bigfoot? Overall, I’m leaning toward the incident not being in bigfoot’s best interest. But, wasn’t it fun?

I write this column most weeks on Saturday. It’s often difficult on Saturday to keep my mind on serious bigfoot goings on. Why? Well, on our online bigfoot magazine, Bigfoot Ballyhoo, we try to do a couple of things each weekend that the children may enjoy. So, often my mind wanders while writing the column, wondering what in the world am I going to do this weekend for the kids.

I have a large bigfoot puppet, Punch, that I enjoy photographing and videoing. I’m trying to learn to be a ventriloquist. So far it’s not working. But, I’ll continue to practice. If you haven’t checked out, Bigfoot Ballyhoo, please do. The Internet address is www.bigfootballyhoo.blogspot.com.

Last week, no sightings to Ballyhoo or to this column were sent us, but I did happily hear of one. One of my son’s friends told me about his grandfather’s sighting many years ago. (I’ll not use his name. Why cause the man trouble?) What’s more, the friend’s grandfather shot the animal.

The incident goes this way: Along about dusk, the grandfather, just home from shopping, was mounting the porch stairs to his forest cabin, arms full of packages. There in front of him loomed a huge silhouette. He knew the being was not a bear. Evidently worried that he’d be attacked, he shot the animal. It screamed and jumped from the porch into or across a deep ravine running along the porch. It disappeared into the forest. It was never seen again. The above mentioned friend’s mother was inside the cabin. It must have been terrifying to hear the shot and the piercing scream of the bigfoot. This took place many years ago near Bakersfield, California. (This is a good reason you should not dress up in a bigfoot costume and scare people. Don't you think?)

If you have a sighting, please share it. Until next week, Linda Newton-Perry

It is the weekend on Bigfoot Ballyhoo

2012-01-21T04:02:00.000-08:00

Photo: Photoxpress

We do things on weekends that children may enjoy. Return often.

Sighting: Oft-Told Family Story

2012-01-20T12:41:00.000-08:00

Photo: My son's friend

My son and his friend were working at the house today. After finding out from my son that I’m deep into “bigfoot” the friend let it be known that he also believed in bigfoot.

He recited the oft-told family story of a bigfoot observed by his grandfather on his cabin porch. His grandfather had just arrived home (at dusk) and was walking up the front porch stairs, arms full of packages.

There on the porch, just a few feet away was a huge silhouette of something moving. He was sure it wasn’t a bear. He shot it. It screamed and jumped from the porch into or across a deep ditch and disappeared into the woods.

The friend’s mother was in the cabin. She heard the animal scream after being shot. One can only image how surprised the young woman was to hear a gun shot and then a scream.

This was many years in the past, about fifty miles from Bakersfield, California. Several times in the telling of this sighting, my son’s friend said, “Yes I do believe in bigfoot!”