Watch: Les Stroud's Ultimate Moose Story
In this video, Les Stroud (Survivorman) tells a story about the time he was hunted by a moose. It's a cool story about overcoming stress in a survival situation.
BREAKING: Finding Bigfoot Production Company Seeks Filming Permit In Virginia
Rumors abound on whether or not Finding Bigfoot will continue, but hopeful news is on the horizon. Snake Oil Productions, the production company responsible for Finding Bigfoot, is seeking a permit for filming in the Monterey, Virginia area. Monterey lies between the Monongahela and George Washington National Forests. Definitely a good place to look for bigfoot. We can only speculate if this means Finding Bigfoot has been signed on for additional seasons, or if perhaps a new bigfoot show is in the works. We'll keep you updated on any further announcements for sure.
First in your face. Melba pwns!
ReplyDeleteMelba blows
DeleteYou mean pwns, Travis. I have never laughed so much.
DeleteI have firsted 3 times in 2 days yet remain gainfully employed. For how long, I don't know, but I'm almost getting tired of all the wife's demands for sexy time.
DeleteLes Stroud has the power to turn straight men gay.
DeleteSome anon "called me out" and asked if I still BLEEV:
ReplyDeleteMy response...
"I believe in bigfoot. I've seen one.
I've never been too keen on Melba Ketchum. Ever since I heard she was a vet, I asked "how do we know she's qualified to do this"?
So if that's what you're asking, yes, I still believe in bigfoot. The fact that there is a lunatic cat doctor publicly having a meltdown doesn't change my interpretation of the bigfoot I saw.
And my opinion of Melba has gone from skeptical that she's qualified to quite certain she's a lunatic. And I'm banned from commenting on her facebook page because I said it was a joke when she said her study was "Nobel worthy"
Cool. Have you described your encounter before here and I missed it?
DeleteI would like to hear about your encounter Travis
DeleteMe three
DeleteI want to hear about it only if it was the squatch named Cinnamon behind your grandpappy's turtle farm.
DeleteTell me about the rabbits George.
DeleteI'll try to put it up way later tonight after the family goes to bed.
DeleteLenny,
DeleteA Giant Lemur ate the rabbits' livers with a side of fava beans and a nice Chianti.
With Love,
George
I like ketchup on my beans George.
DeleteThat Travis is quite the showman! I'm on the edge of my seat. Where the hell is McCheese with the vodka and pistacchio ice cream?
DeleteI'm right here, sorry I'm late. I forgot the ice cream. Yes, okay tell us about the squatches Travis. Fuck, now I'm talking like Lenny.
DeleteThat's okay. I hate pistacchio. Why do I keep ordering it?
DeleteJust got back from 31 Flavors.....let's get this party started.
DeleteGot a few things to do then I'll type it up and put it right here.
DeleteI'll type the abridged version here, and then I think I'm going to put the whole thing in great detail over in the buff because I've never actually sat down and written the whole thing outl
Not the buff, the BFF. Damn phone
DeleteI'm getting naked too
DeleteNot for you Travis, I just like getting naked
DeleteShouldn't be too hard for you, Chewie. All you have to take off is that ammo belt thing.
DeleteOkay, here we go. Just for a little background on me. I'm 25, I live in Humboldt County, CA. I do not indulge in Humboldt's #1 cash crop. Professionally, I am a Registered Vascular Technologist, which means I look at veins and arteries with ultrasound. I have the capacity for rational thought, if I didn't, my patients would be having blood clots go to their lungs, lose legs, die of ruptured aneurysms, etc, and I would be in the unemployment line.
As for my sighting. I grew up in Grants Pass, OR. My sighting happened during a camping trip when I was 18. Specifically the last weekend of July 2005. TO cut the story waaaaay short, I was camping with friends. We weren't drinking. During the night, we started having small rocks thrown at us from two locations uphill from the road we were camped on. After that we heard a short burst of bipedal footsteps from a third location off the road in front of us. Freaked out, we went to bed and slept in my old subaru wagon.
In the morning my friend Hank woke me up to inform me that he heard a really loud thrashing sound in the brush behind where we were camped. We walked back there, and as I was looking around the hillside, Hank got scared and turned to walk back to camp.
The instant he turned, I saw this gigantic thing rise up about 60 feet uphill from me, walking away and to my left. I only saw it from the lower back up, but I could tell it took three steps because of the way it's body shifted. After that the trees blocked it out and I didn't see it again. It was massive. The biceps looked like basketballs, the shoulder muscles were huge and well defined. It was kind of a dark reddish brown.
After things calmed down I made my friend stand up where I saw it, and I looked at him from my viewpoint. Based on that I would estimate what I saw at 9 feet tall. Truly gigantic. After that, I walked up to where he was, and there were clear footprints. They were about 16" long and stamped deeply into pretty loose soil. The steps went up a pretty steep hill, and while I could spread my legs far enough apart to match them, in that position I couldn't advance my trailing foot up to take another step. This convinced me that I did indeed see a sasquatch.
Like I said, I'll put the full version on the BFF.
Thanks Travis.
DeleteThanks Travis.
DeleteJW
Is this posted on a bigfoot site because bigfoots don't exist but the myth is perpetuated by misidentified sightings of known animals such as moose?
ReplyDeleteHe knew it was a moose duh
DeleteGot to read Melba's paper today- finally! Read it while fishing off the pier at Breach Inlet, one of my favorite spots.
ReplyDeleteYep. It's been officially pier reviewed.
So you're an insane cat vet too?
Delete5.09 that was quite good sir
DeleteFor a good time, go here: http://weeast-infection.com/MKetchum.pdf
ReplyDeleteIt was a bear.
ReplyDeleteIt was nothing and you liked it.
DeleteThere are no bears in northern Ontario!
DeleteRemember kids, vote Les Stroud: Next Destination America TV Star!
ReplyDeleteEver notice on Survivor Man he never has a jar with him? Where the hell does he poop?!!!
ReplyDeleteStroud would last about five minutes in a factory full of steelworkers.
DeleteAs would the moose.
DeleteTwice in one week I'm reminded of my 'getting charged by an elephant story'.
ReplyDeleteAll in all too long to tell, best part of it, 5'2" German girl named Rikke getting chased in circles (literally, three times) around a four-inch diameter tree buy very angry elephant.
My dick; suck it
ReplyDeleteYou talkin' to your gerbil?
DeleteReminds me of the time I saved a South African supermodel from one of those little rattlers in Tennessee. I don't like to talk about it, because it really shows how truly awesome and amazing I am.
ReplyDelete(clive squashy)
ReplyDeleteLes's speech on the differences between hard dicks and chicken legs has become quite controversial.
We urge all intelligent and loving life from outside the earth to Intervene and use whatever force necessary to arrest anyone who opposes the new era of peace and first contact. We know of your law of non-interference, but now, we, the earth-humans demand that you take action and free us from the daily lies and show you are here. From now on we want to walk beside you in love. We are longing to meet you and live in peace.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if The Stroud will ever wake up to Todd Standing's shenanigans of the past to get where he is?
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