Was that ..... Big Foot?

We should have paid
attention to the sign.

While we were in Crescent City in northern California, it rained. And it rained. And it rained. We camp in the back of our van so rain usually does not bother us. However, we camped in a redwood forest that night. All night long, the rain pounded the van roof making it very hard to sleep.

Now Ken is a realist. He explained the pounding this way. The branches of the redwood are designed to gather the rain and pool it on its needles until the water is so heavy that it falls. Therefore even a light rain can gather into big drops by the time it reaches the ground -- or the roof of our van. That's why it sounded like hail on our roof rather than just rain.

However, I have another theory. I think it was Big Foot. After all the Pacific Northwest is supposed to be crawling with them, right? I have watched some documentaries on Big Foot and one of the things they do it throw rocks at people who invade their territory. I think it was Big Foot pounding our roof with peddles and rocks to make us leave. Big Foot was persist enough to keep it up all night, but really, what else does he have to do?

See? Here is Big Foot sulking away from our camping
area. What more proof do you want!

Then Ken asked why there wasn't a pile of stones on the roof of our van. Well, that's very simple. The rain washed them all away. Duh. I just don't understand why Ken doesn't buy my explanation.

And this leads to one of the biggest questions of our time. What is the plural of Big Foot? Is it Big Feet? Big Foots? Or it is just Big Foot without the plural, just like we do for deer and elk? I guess we will have to wait until we capture one to ask him.