I was teaching geography to nine-year olds. I looked at the clock and thought to myself, "Forty-two years ago, right now!" My students had no idea I was thinking about anything other than the major mountain ranges of Europe and Asia. (If I were talking about the mountains of North America, I would have mentioned the Siskiyou's, just for kicks.)
I'm a total bigfoot nerd. I celebrate the anniversary of the Patterson/Gimlin Film every year. This year is no exception.
Most years, I'm teaching at that particular moment. Usually I notice the time. Sometimes that magical moment slips by and I don't remember to take note until a couple hours later. Still, I always notice at some point. It's kind of like a personal holiday, but one on which I have to work. Maybe that will change after Discovery Day.
When I first started camping with the sole purpose of "looking for bigfoot" back in 1994, it was with the intent of finding the PG Filmsite (which I failed to do, but discovered possible footprints). I was also looking for the PG Filmsite when I found myself over three miles up river, off trail, in the dark without a flashlight wearing shorts, a tee shirt and river sandals (not a good situation, but I'm a little wiser for it now). My first bigfoot cast was the right foot of the PG Film subject (bought from Dr. Grover Krantz himself).
Cliff Barackman, James "Bobo" Fay, and Tony Healy
near the PG Filmsite, August 2007
the 40th Anniversary Celebration
Only later did I have the distinct privilege of befriending Bob Gimlin. I have spoken to Bob numerous times about that day, 42 years ago. Many subtle details have been shared about that day which enriches the PG Film for me, whether it was the torrential downpour that nearly stranded Roger and Bob, or the fact that Bob had to "borrow" a front loader (that luckily had the keys left in it) to pull his truck out of a dangerous, muddy situation half way up Onion Mountain (this event left a dent in Bob's hood, which can still be seen today). It was also from these conversations that I suspect that they did not camp at Louse Camp as is widely reported, but rather at the Notice Creek landing, just a short distance away. Minor details, to be sure, but when you're a bigfoot nerd, that stuff is cool.
Roger, Bob, and Patty
by Mike Rugg