I"VE BEEN TO THE RESEARCH MUSEUM!!
My family asked me what I WANTED TO DO. This is rare. I usually get asked if I would like to do something. Seldom do I get to choose. So, naturally, I said I wanted to day trip to the nearest BigFoot museum.
My closest one is in Cherry Log, GA right outside Elijah.
I met a little resistance at first, but the 13 year old won the day with her decision to accompany me on my day quest.
When you pull up to the museum you immediately know you are in Sasquatch country. You are in the valley between several mountains, one side being a national park. Just inside the door is a board where people have pinned their personal, local sitings.
Inside, you purchase your museum tickets (a mere $8 per attendee). Then your host opens the velvet rope and lets you into the exhibit. This will not be the last time you see red velvet though. Among other items, the museum hosts a certified plaster butt print of a BigFoot sitting on the velvet cloth.
In addition, there are small tv screens with eyewitness reports. We saw national guardsmen who entered the woods for a seek and rescue operation (downed helicopter - the museum had some of the wreckage). At the crash site they came face to face with several "Wild Men."
There is the very convincing man in his Carhart overalls (also on display) that met a BigFoot face to face in his tree stand. He had a harrowing experience outrunning it and its friend back to his truck.
But lest you think this is all for show, they also have casts of footprints, verified pictures, recordings of BigFoot at night (thats the one that took one of my family members from a 3 to a 6 on the "I Believe scale"). There are historic accounts from around the world, newspaper clippings from all over, maps, and this great listing of BigFoot diet preferences:
sorry for the poor film quality. There is something about Sasquatch research that leads to such fuzzy filmography. But I promise this sign was not a fabrication. It was really in the museum.
My family all left captivated. Everyone, whether it was the one who said they were a "1" or me (I went in as an "8" on the "I Believe" scale) came out more a believer.
But there are many, many more around the country and around the world!
Yes, we did go on from the museum to visit an authentic mine. We panned for gold and saw how miners lived in the 1800's. Yes, we ate southern style (fried chicken, cream corn, green beans, pot roast, mashed potatoes, fried okra, cornbread, etc...) at the Smith House. We even walked the town square in the little nearby town of Dahlonega, GA. But on the way home the talk was still all Sasquatch.
I for one, can't wait for my family to grant me another day to decide our path. It may be a while, but if there is one thing a true believer must have - it is patience.
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