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Oct 14 2019

Bigfoot

Bigfoot, also known as Yeti, the Abominable Snowman, and Sasquatch, has been a legend for a long time. Some Asian records go back to the 200’s B.C.E. North American lore about the creature is still in its infancy compared to that of the peoples of the Himalayas, India, and Russia, but the phenomenon is alive, well, and active.

One of the first sightings of Bigfoot in North America took place in 1811 by British-Canadian explorer, surveyor, and fur trader, David Thompson. Thompson traveled all over Canada plying his trade. On one of his trips along the Snake and Columbia Rivers in British Columbia he spotted something moving he couldn’t identify. He felt the animal was seven to 10 feet tall and weighed in around 400 pounds. Thompson considered that it could be a bear because they do walk upright at times, except the number of toes in the large print left behind weren’t consistent with a bear.

On another trip around Jasper in Alberta, Thompson came across another large footprint in the snow. This track was 14 inches long, eight inches wide, and had four large toes – each one measuring about four inches long. He didn’t think this was consistent with a bear marking, either.

Many stories about Bigfoot have been generated throughout Canada and the United States since that time and whatever the real story is, it won’t be going away anytime soon. Bigfoot is one of my least favorite cryptids, but if it’s real, I do admire its ability to be elusive to capture and examination by those people who seem to think they are somehow smarter and better.

There are multiple TV shows now featuring idiots armed with guns and other weapons going out to find and kill this being that no-one really understands….if indeed, it exists. I don’t like these programs, but do have to say that they, at least, depict our society in a realistic way. Which seems to indicate that if something is different from us it should be killed and carried home as a trophy. Isn’t that how we think of primitive humankind? Seems we haven’t changed much. Ignorance takes precedence!

That being said, there are many people who are genuinely interested in the Bigfoot phenomenon and would just like to study it and find out what it is really all about. According to Bigfoot Field Researchers Org., (bfro.net), to date Massachusetts has had 35 sightings of the tall hairy man followed by Connecticut with 17 and Rhode Island with five.

There are a couple of other theories, also. It seems Bigfoot seems to be seen quite often in conjunction with UFO sightings. Could the two be related? This is a large complex Universe we live in and I think anything is possible. We know very little about all the many aspects of existence and if one isn’t egocentric, a plethora of possibilities exist.

There’s also the other thought that Bigfoot comes from another dimension through a wormhole and can blink in and out at will. That would make this creature very intelligent. We, as a people, haven’t even found a wormhole yet.

Regardless of whether Bigfoot is real or not, the lore and legend of this being will always exist. If Bigfoot is found and proved by DNA not to be something foreign, there will always be those who don’t believe that evidence. And, if Bigfoot is found and DNA proves it is something that is alien to our earth, there will always be those who don’t believe that, either.

I hope that Bigfoot is a species all to itself. This enigma opens minds to posit different thoughts and create theories only limited by one’s imagination. That’s a good thing.

– ashanta

Sep 11 2018

Cryptids in Connecticut Part 2: The Melon Heads

In the rural back woods of Southwest Connecticut a group of outcast creatures characterized by small, sickly physiques and topped with unusually bulbous heads are said to lurk in the shadowy sidelines, possibly waiting for the next unwitting or lost hiker to enter their grasps…and, later, their stomachs.

Known as “Melon Heads”, locals have reported sightings of these strange humanoid beings around Fairfield and New Haven Counties since the late 1960’s. Milford, Trumbull, Shelton, Oxford, Monroe, Seymore, Weston, Southbury, and Stratford, Connecticut have all been said to be home to Melon Heads, but what or who are they?

One story is that there was an asylum for the criminally insane in Fairfield County which caught fire allowing some inmates to escape. These (presumably) men and women decided that roughing it out in the wilderness, despite the harsh New England climate, was still better than imprisonment and took to the surrounding woods. But, Old Man Winter is no kind soul and the prisoners found themselves eventually resorting to cannibalism. The survivors, outcasts who were mentally deranged and unfit for society, established themselves deep in the Connecticut woods. Years of inbreeding and cannibalism is said to have caused these people to de-evolve. Mental deficiencies and physical abnormalities including hydrocephalus, a condition which enlarges the head due to fluid retention around the brain, were widespread producing a sickly population with a shocking bobble-headed appearance. Locals and the occasional thrill-seeker spot their diseased descendants to this day. The unlucky ones, urban legend says, may end up in the Melon Heads dinner pots.

Another version describing the origins of Melon Heads claims that a colonial family from Shelton-Trumbull was accused of witchcraft and run out of town. This ostracised family were forced to set up camp far away from civilization. Deep in the woods they were forced to provide for themselves by subsiding on whatever they could forage or trap. Harsh winters and rugged terrain led to poor nutrition, and possibly cannibalism. (Banishment) led to incest and over time compromised genetics led to a group of regressive, humaniod beings who still dwell in the forest.

Oddly enough, Connecticut is not the only state to harbor the Melon Head legend. Similar stories are also found in Michigan and Ohio.

–  Moonchild

 

Jul 20 2017

A UFO??

A few nights ago, after quite a hot day, we went outside to sit under the stars and enjoy the coolness of the evening.  We live in Stafford Springs, CT and there isn’t a lot of light pollution here to obscure the night sky’s vista.  There were a few planes going over here and there and a lot of lightening bugs signaling in hopes of finding a mate.

Suddenly my son-in-law said, “What is that – right up there?”  pointing to the South-Southeast.  There was a bright circular light about the size of a large star traveling in a straight line toward the North-Northwest.  It didn’t twinkle as a star does and it didn’t have any blinking lights that would indicate it was some sort of airplane.  We wondered if it could be some kind of satellite.

As it got right overhead from where we were sitting, or more accurately now standing, it stopped.  It stayed stationary.  The object didn’t move for maybe four or five minutes.  It then got darker and almost disappeared.  Just as quickly, it got very bright.  It moved forward again, maybe another degree, and stopped once more.  The darkening and re-brightening process repeated.  The object stayed still for another few minutes before continuing on its path until it just vanished.

We haven’t seen it again since, but will keep looking to see if anything else happens.  I wonder if anyone else noticed anything unusual?

ashanta

Feb 12 2017

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Feb 24 2014

Unidentified Flying Object and Missing Time

I don’t know what it was, but it was strange.

One spring night in the early 1960’s we were returning home from an evening of dance roller skating in Suffield, CT.  (Remember when they still used to dance on skates?)

We lived out in the sticks on a dirt road in the corner of Northampton, Easthampton, and Westhampton, MA.  It had been a warm evening and the moon was full.  The sky was clear and full of stars.

Halfway down the road, my mother, who was driving, said, “Oh my goodness!  What is that?”  and pointed to the sky.

There above the tree-line was a huge round something that was glowing in a swirl of white, grey, and purple.  I know the thing was much closer, but in relation to the full moon it looked to be three or four times its size.  It didn’t make any noise and it didn’t move.  It just stayed there and hung in the sky.

All of a sudden the wind came up and the trees were bending in the gusts that were blowing around us.  Even the dirt on the road was spiraling like small dust devils. Then some small trees that lined the lane blew down in front of the car.

We sat there looking first at each other then at the sky.  The thing was still there.  We wanted to leave and make it the next quarter of a mile to our house.  But, neither one of us wanted to get out of the car to move the downed trees out of the way.

Next I knew my mom opened the door and said, “I’ve got to go do it.” and went to the front of the car to start dragging the trees out of the way.  I couldn’t let her do it alone so got out too.

I don’t remember moving trees and  brush from in front of the car.  And I don’t remember getting back into the vehicle.  There is no memory for anything that may have happened during that time.

The last thing that I recall was being seated inside the car still looking at the sky and watching the thing take off – straight up and disappearing in seconds.

When we arrived home it was three hours later than we should have gotten there.