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Hi. I go by Lobo Forte. That's Spanish for Brave Wolf. There's Lakota equivalent to that, Shukmani to Ohitika.

I go by that one as well.

I grew up in the eastern Sierra Nevada mountain range,

and I'll just go into it real quickly.

When it all began, it was in the 60s when I was growing up when that footage up in Willow Creek was filmed and it was on the cover of all all kinds of

magazines and my dad started talking about that.

As a matter of fact, after that film footage broke, my dad was a high school principal,

and one of his students was wanting to do some sort of report on the Bigfoot.

And so my dad was helping him, and they were going through a lot of archives in finding out,

you know, there was a lot of sightings in California, especially in the Gold Rush days.

But my father related a story about when he was working on the coast of Oregon down near Brookings.

He was working for a logging camp, and they had unloaded several 55-gallon drums of oil,

and they had them stacked on the beach.

And so the next day when they got up to go to work,

my dad said those barrels, 55- barrels of oil were scattered all over the beach.

And there wasn't anything out there, any footprints, except for these giant footprints all over the place.

And he says, you know, there were like, you know, three, four times the size

of a human footprint, but they were like a human footprint. And right there, I mean, there was,

there was nothing, you know, the beach was clean because of the ocean, you know, and so these footprints,

you know, other, there were no other footprints other than these Bigfoot footprints.

And so I always remembered that story.

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