A couple of weeks ago, Carrie and I took a very special, Squatchy road trip to see the Bigfoot Discovery Museum in Felton, California.
We thought it would be an adventure and maybe enhance some of research. Plus, I really had to buy a t-shirt for my husband that featured Bigfoot carrying a surfboard. Who could resist such a thing?
What we found was a couple of rooms full of Bigfoot related swag, some cool and some misguided. For instance, Alf, that lovable television alien, was not a Sasquatch. Not even close.
They also had some foot prints, photos, and a couple of statues of our hairy friend, not to mention a very enthusiastic museum docent.
Below are a few of our photos.
Carrie in front of the museum. "Um, pretty sure this is how most horror stories start."
Betsy with a new friend. "He said he was taller than this when we chatted online..."
A museum display. Look, we found Bigfoot! Oh, no, it's just his old teddy bear.
Either these are foot prints or Bigfoot's mom kept his Play-doh projects from kindergarten.