I am willing to consider that there might actually be something out there.
I Want To Believe.
I once wanted to ravish Agent Scully, too, but that's another matter.
My skepticism arises from the fact that we have satellites that can read a license plate from 200 miles in space, we have cell phones and tens of millions of active cameras everywhere on the planet, and yet... the best "Bigfoot" pictures available look like they were taken by an 1850's Daguerrotype camera with a vaseline-smeared lens.
*shrugs* Out in the middle of nowhere, you see something, and you have about 5 seconds to haul out your phone and get a steady pic... And you're shakin like a dog shittin peach pits... Fear, buck fever, whatever... I can see why the pics ain't so great.
And btw, it ain't been but lately that its was worth hauling a phone out into the sticks. There ain't no service around here off the valley floor. 10 miles off the highway you're SOL.
Anyhow, none of that matters to me. If you can tell me what else might have made those trackways, I might change my mind.
