Lake Chilliwack

The heavily forested area around Lake Chilliwack contains ample signs, indicating the presence of the target species G.blacki, known to the layman as Sasquatch. Sasquatch lore in British Columbia dates back well into prehistory. This region is home to the Ts’elxwéyeqw, a tribe that belongs to the Sto:lo People the Salish Nation. The origin of the name Sasquatch is attributed to this tribe’s name for the Wildman, which is Sasq’ets.  The name Chilliwack is the English pronunciation of Ts’elxwéyeqw. So dear reader, we traverse hallowed grounds.

The sign I have discovered thus far for the elusive beast, the veritable White Whale of my own story, is as follows: Pyramidal tree structures, tree breaks or territorial markers, tracks (although most were not well defined enough to warrant attempting a cast), scat, the contents of which clearly contained items one would find in a dumpster. This may sound like little result considering the hard graft that is fieldwork. Still, each piece represents irrefutable physical evidence to be thrown upon the already mountainous pile collected by not just yours truly but also by other less dedicated amateurs who, in fact, do occasionally contribute through accident to this field of study.

Thus far, I have not recorded any auditory evidence that would suggest that the area is currently inhabited by my research subject. This fact makes for many lengthy and terribly dull nights spent deploying my shotgun mic in various directions in the event of a wood knock or vocalization. Needless to say, I believe it’s time to pack up and move elsewhere.

Having consulted my trusty map, I have decided to risk passing through a populated area as this provides the shortest path between here and Harrison Lake, a journey of approximately 147 KM (91 miles). Harrison Lake has a long history of activity and is considered by some to be the Bigfoot capital of British Columbia. I shall soon put this reputation to the test.

I am, however, reticent to risk exposing myself to the locals as my status as an illegal might bring an end to my foray into this virgin research territory. To increase my chances of success, I have been assiduously practicing my Canadian accent, which I feel is quite passable after only a few days. A shall mingle with the Canuks, and none shall be the wiser!