I never believe in bigfoot, until I am walking back to the rig after dark, in 100% canopy reprod when it is windy, and I am reasonably sure that every snap, crackle and pop is BF chasing me.

Then I believe big time.

Once I get safely back into the truck, I stop believing again.
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