Of course personal safety is always a concern when a bear comes after you, it’s the trout or you that the bear wants to eat and I prefer to hand over my catch of the day.  But this wasn’t a bear.

I hardly tell this tale, because they all say it was a bear and not Bigfoot.  But I know what I saw and those fellers Whitton and Dyer found Bigfoot’s dead body.

Now I’m not going to tell exactly you where I saw Bigfoot because it’s going to spoil a perfectly good secret that I was never planning to expose.  But whenever I’m in Atlanta, I try to make a side trip to Blue Ridge in the Northern part of GA.  You just gotta find the creek.