Showing posts with label Willow Creek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Willow Creek. Show all posts

Friday, October 10, 2025

πŸ‘£Looking for Bigfoot

 


Last month, we decided to venture over the hill to the coast. This scenic route is notorious for its ongoing construction, a consequence of the winter's relentless mudslides and rocky debris that frequently besiege the highway. As we navigated the twists and turns of the two-lane road, we encountered sections that had been reduced to a single lane, prompting us to pause and take turns with other vehicles from the opposite direction. 


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Countless charming mountain towns are scattered across the landscape, each one a hidden gem nestled among the rugged peaks and lush valleys.






The drive is beautiful, filled with green trees and mountains in the background. Each turn shows something new to enjoy.

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I have always had a deep affection for the rugged beauty of these mountains. 







The way the sunlight filtered through the leaves of the trees cast a golden glow. A true feast for my eyes.







Fortunately, the highway was relatively clear, with only a handful of vehicles on the roads. 

When you venture beyond the big cities and sprawling metropolitan areas of California, a different world unfolds before you. Instead of the familiar hum of traffic and congestion, you encounter unpopulated landscapes unmarred by the rush of vehicles and people. 







It almost feels like I'm on a roller coaster ride. 
A very rocky area here - with narrow roads. 

Excuse my dirty window. 






We have arrived! 
Now where is he/she?

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Willow Creek has a population of approximately 1,700 people and is situated along the Trinity River. Willow Creek is described as a "rugged mountain community nestled in the heart of the Six Rivers National Forest." 

This area of California is located in the Trinity/Shasta/Cascade Region.

Routes 299 and 96 are called the Big Foot highway!





It all began with this short film in October 1967. 











And now it is this! 






and this!






There are Bigfoot Museums all over the country.
 Here are just a few I could find. 

There are two in California (Santa Cruz Mountains)
Bailey Colorado 
Blue Ridge, Georgia
 Pocatello Idaho
 Portland Maine
Hastings Nebraska
 Talihini, Oklahoma
 Boring, Oregon
 Jefferson, Texas
  Sutton, West Virginia. 








Just outside the Big Foot Museum - pre-Big Foot era


They struck gold during the gold rush days -







And now it's Bigfoot Memorabilia and Cannabis. 






My inquiring mind is curious about the wild hairstyles you might get at a Bigfoot Barber! Just imagine the possibilities - though let’s be real, we all know Bigfoot himself never bothered with a shave or a trim. 


At least it is veteran-owned! 







Bigfoot was everywhere - they’re building a Bigfoot skatepark. They have festivals and parades, and their local paper is named after their famous celebrity. 


Growing up, the legend was always a mix of fun and just enough spookiness to make camping trips in these parts feel like an adventure. My sons, devoted high-country backpackers, have often heard mysterious calls echoing through the wilderness, calls they insist are Bigfoot. It only makes the trips that much more entertaining.

It could just as easily be one of the many self-proclaimed Bigfoot callers πŸ“’ wandering the woods- pranksters hoping to tempt the legendary beast into making a grand entrance.







Okay, enough of that. Time to get some gas and head back home. 


Take Care, 
Debby


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