dguff wrote:We were unable to make it to the Bigfoot gathering due to lingering cases of bronchitis. Just wondering how it was. Any pics? Anyone see the big hairy guy?
Jerome
Bigfoot Rides Shotgun to the gathering.
We got some interesting looks; but, he was seat-belted in and gave me no trouble.
The Bigfoot Hwy 96 was mostly a pretty albeit lonely drive:
I was glad when we reached the Pearch Creek entrance.
Once we saw the Tearjerkers’ sign, I knew we were in the right place.
Found an old hornets’ nest at my campsite and the poison oak was really close to my back door.
Some of us walked out to the bridge that crosses above Pearch Creek. The greenery was so lush that you could barely see the creek and the views were beautiful.
The creek was down in a gully but the sound of its rushing water could be heard everywhere!

Grant Whipp took these two fabulous pictures of the creek (Thanks, Grant!):
Good Food and Good Friends at the potluck:
Little Bigfoot stared looking hungry; so, we decided it was time to send him to Bigfoot heaven.
Stinging the rope:
And, the bashing begins!
Kay’s grandson, Jovan, made the first hit and Bigfoot lost some toes!
Rita went up to bat and Bigfoot tried to get away.
Kay’s turn; then Linda’s turn

Eventually, Bigfoot gave up the treats...To the victors, go the spoils!

Afterwards, we gathered around the fire to talk and watch the laser light show.
The camera didn’t pick up much of the fabulous light show; but, if you look closely, you might see three of the main lights in this picture. There were actually hundreds of lights, dancing.
The blackberries were in bloom and little yellow monkey flowers were found everywhere:
Sunday morning, saying our goodbyes:
And, it was time to follow the river towards home:
