In the reeds that sit by a river whose name I do not care to remember. The water in the muddy ground sinks into the knees of my pant legs. A pair of night vision goggles causes my head to itch but I know I can't move. The whole area around me seems to do what I do...wait. Suddenly I hear a snap of a twig near to me. I instinctively turn around. And in the green glow inherent to my method of seeing in the dark is what I've searched for. The creature is a massive hairy human shaped object. It is a Sasquatch beginning it's yearly migration. For a split second the creature acknowledges me. It then nods and continues on it's way to it's ancestral homelands.I wish this yeti well.
JP Beaty 2010