Three Bigfoot Hunts and Walter Williams

Were you listening to Walter Williams substituting for Rush Limbaugh yesterday? Mr. Williams was holding a seminar on freedom, and why he agreed with Rand Paul being against the Civil Rights Act of 1964 because it was a violation of your property rights. I was amazed at some of the contrarian calls. One man said that "maybe" you had a right to exclude people of color from your house, but you didn't from your business. Have such people no respect for human beings including themselves? If you work hard for years to buy a piece of property and build a business (or if you win the money overnight in the lottery) that land and building are your private property. That means you decide who comes onto your land and into your business. The business wouldn't be there except for your efforts, your years of work and investment (or because you were extremely lucky in case of the lottery). Do people really have so little respect for themselves that they want to make themselves slaves of prostituting, corrupt, pretentious politicians and their brown-shirted, jack-booted public employees who will do anything to keep their high-paying, easy (if they like kissing their supervisors 'butts and other body parts), non-productive jobs.?Mr. Williams remarked several times that if our founding fathers said today what they said and wrote when they were alive, they would be tarred and feathered and then run out of town. I do talk like that ! Guess nothing has happened to me because I am so big. For instance, today I was coming out of Walmarts and said to the goodbye-worker, "God bless Walmart" as I usually do.
An older gentleman on an electric cart in front of me turned around and looked at me, smiling and nodding. I said, "Tell that to the liberals!"
"What?" he asked.
"Tell that to the liberals!"
"Oh yeah, Walmart."
A black couple had stopped at the sides of their car, listening to me. "Courage," I thought.
"Conservatives must find the courage to speak out in public." We must! If you don't have private property rights, you have nothing. You are a slave. If blacks are really unhappy about their ancestors being slaves (with only about 10% of Africans being brought to the U.S. and the rest going to Latin and South America) ,then blacks need to be Conservatives not Democrats. Democrats are now radicalized into communists and don't respect property rights or the individual.
Now for Bigfoot hunts. First, I went back to Chiefland, Florida, to the feeding site. It was about eleven at night when I got there. I got out of the car. It scared me being unarmed and outside where a Bigfoot has been seen several times. I knocked on my wood sticks but got no response. I saw two large chicken parts in zip-lock plastic bags down in the hole. Earlier in the day, I drove down Highway 47 for about seven miles north of Trenton, Florida. My map showed me that the highway goes through the middle of a big swamp there that is several miles wide. I did this while it was still light and saw only a turkey hen with three poults. I was careful not to go so slow that I would frighten them. Wild game has a hard enough time surviving.
I also made a short hunt to Paynes Prairie on Highway 441 where the woman who had seen Bigfoot in rags. I walked the raised platform out into the praire looking for Bigfoot tracks. I only saw a cottonmough and a trail of crushed plants an alligator had left.
Last evening, I went back to the feeding site in Chiefland and saw that the calf remains were gone. No guts, legs, or head. There were no slide marks or grass trampled that would indicate some humans taking them away. It was as if Bigfoot had walked up the creek bed to the hole and picked up the whole pile of calf remains and carried it off. Unfortunately, there is so much litter in the creek bed and the hole that you can't see tracks. I also noticed that the zip-lock plastic bags were about ten feet farther down the creek bed. They were opened, not torn apart or eaten through. The chicken parts were gone. Very interesting! I wood-knocked but got no answer. Since I had read of a Bigfoot following a camper throught the woods and imitating the goats left at the camper's tent and also calling "Hey-Hey!" I decided to call "Hey-Hey." No answer.
Today, I was in Gainesville and was driving to another part of Paynes Prairie when I looked at my gas gauge. Ten dollars of gas had just seemed to disappear. I couldn't spend any more so I turned around and went home. peternickerson12@yahoo.com or 352-359-0850.

Another Bigfoot On Paynes Praire, Gainesville, Florida

Years ago, a gentleman who had seen numerous black panthers, told me of seeing a Bigfoot on Paynes Prairie while he was fishing with some buddies. The Bigfoot swam under his boat and to the bank and took off. I had my doubts about the validity of the story because I didn't know of any fishing available on the prairie. However, a couple of days ago, I looked at my map and saw that Wauburg Lake is on Paynes Prairie and has a boat ramp. Wauburg also connects to Sawgrass Lake which goes deeper into the prairie.
This gentleman also had another Bigfoot story, this time about two small ones, about four to five feet tall, who were running on all four legs. The man and his buddies were going to South Florida at 4 a.m. and were driving west through Fort Blanding which is a large military installation just east of Starke, Florida. I have several panther sightings from Blanding including black ones. As these gentlemen were driving, these two, small Bigfoot scampered on all fours across the road at an unbelievably high rate of speed and went into the woods on the other side. My acquaintance said that no one in the car said a thing until they were on Interstate 75. Then one of them asked, "Did you see that?" peternickerson12@yahoo.com or 352-359-0850.
Did I just hear that Rand Paul is backing out of an interview with "Meet The Press" about smears by the communists that he is a racist? I can't believe it. Why are so many good people gutless? Interview me! I was against the Civil Rights Bill because it denied people their property rights. If you own a business, you can choose your customers. If you don't want whites, blacks or oranges on your property, that's your choice. I go back to a restaurant in my neighborhood that was for blacks only. If I rode my bike near it, I got yelled at. The yelling was wrong, but if the owner wanted no whites, that was his prerogative. Interview that "Meet The Press!"

Bigfoot On Paynes Prairie, Florida !

First, a word to those who are psychologically oriented: Nicole Kidman plays the role of a borderline personality disorder in the movie, "Margot At The Wedding." Fascinating!
I am pumped! I have just read in the Bigfoot Research Organization a story about about a Bigfoot sighting ten years ago on Paynes Prairie in Gainseville, Florida. Paynes Prairie is about one mile south of the University Of Florida campus. Now the gorgeous coeds there have something else to worry about. We've already had one serial killer, back in the 90s. For you who read my posts, you've seen that Bigfoot will steal both women and men for sexual purposes though I haven't read yet of any kidnappings for same-sex purposes.
The BFRO report reads that a woman saw a Bigfoot crossing U.S. Highway 441 on Paynes Praire. The prairie consists of 41, 000 acres, much larger than I thought. Besides deer, the prairie has Spanish ponies, buffalo, and many alligators. It is a Bigfoot buffet. This woman's Bigfoot stood on the median strip of the four lane highway and then crossed in front of her. Her sighting lasted 10 to 15 seconds which is a long time for sightings. He looked at her directly, and she saw some rag like burlap that he was wearing. The thought that came to her was "Caveman!" She stressed that he was very muscular and carried his arms like a bodybuilder.She saw him around 6 in the morning while she was taking her disabled child to school. She didn't use that route for a long time after the sighting because she was too scared. I am pumped because Titletown (Gainesville) is only about thirty minutes from home , and I am often there recently because of injuries (hernia and torn meniscus) acquired during archery practice. Also, there are several elevated walkways and lookout spots onto the prairie and about twenty miles of trails.
Next posting, I will tell you about Audubon's sighting on Paynes Prairie and the one I have collected but mostly disregarded until this woman's sighting in 2000. If you would like to discuss Bigfoot, please go to peternickerson12@yahoo.com or call me at 352-359-0850. For those who may have testosterone poisoning, please remember that if you kill Bigfoot, you could be guilty of murdering a human, and that has no statute of limitations. You don't want to go through the ordeal of court and maybe get hauled off to jail when you are an old man with no testosterones! Think about it. Just enjoy looking at him and marveling that such a creature exists. Think about what he goes through to make it each day in comparison to what you do.

Indian Friendly With Bigfoot

My friend in North Carolina, Christian, told me this past weekend of a wealthy American Indian he met in the 80s who was associating with Bigfoot on his land in Washington State. You must read David Paliades' books to appreciate the affinity Bigfoot has for the Indian. Bigfoot came to tolerate the presence of this Indian, and the gentleman began recording their activities on 8 mm film. He has film of mothers with their children, film of Bigfoot shaking squirrels out of trees, and even peeing to mark their territory. "National Enquirer" staff was about to do a big story on this Indian and his Bigfoot friends, but word leaked out, and people started coming in and disturbing the Bigfoot. Conseqently, the Indian took his film back and shut down the story.The affinity goes both ways. Christian said he might be able to locate the National Enquirer reporter from thirty years ago. If anyone can do it, he can! However, if anyone knows anything about this story, I would very much like to hear from you. Pete Nickerson at peternickerson12@yahoo.com or 352-359-0850. Thank-you!

My Bigfoot Hunt

Yesterday, I drove to Chiefland to try to find the culvert where Bigfoot was seen several times four to five years ago. It took going to two stores, talking to close to ten people, and going on one wild goose chase before I found the culvert, miles away from where I started. The entrance-way to the culvert which is actually two large pipes was piled with animal parts. There were huge gopher turtle shells (gophers are prized meat for the natives), deer heads and body bones, pieces of dark brown fur, and a brand-new dumping of a calf head, guts, and fur. Oddly, there were no flies or vultures around the new gut pile. Bigfoot literature is replete with eerie incidents in Bigfoot country in which the woods are completely still and the birds and animals are not moving. I knocked my crutches together but got no answer. I whistled and got no answer. There was no sand or mud to hold a track. But once my knee is healed, I plan to put on my Snakeguardz and go into the woods by the culvert to see if I can find a trail or any sand or dirt that has footprints. Bigfoot was seen sitting in the ditch, proably eating. Since he was seen there several times, he may have been scared off from appearing during the daytime and may still be coming in at night. People leaving gut piles and other animal excess are actually providing a safety net for young, disabled or old Bigfoot as well as many other predators. Even if Bigfoot didn't want the fare, he could wait and ambush raccoons, o'possums, and dogs coming in to eat the meat. This is exciting!
I called Christian to tell him about my little expedition. He asked if there was a tree where I could set up a trail camera. There are plenty of such trees. One problems is that with woodsmen dumping their animal parts there, woodsmen would likely see my camera. Then it would be gone. The other problem is that according to the book, "Tribal Bigfoot," trail cameras are a good way to keep Bigfoot away and are used by American Indians for that purpose when they become too aggressive. I believed I blogged about a Bigfoot researcher from Quantico, Virginia who is trying to invent a silent trail camera. The problem with that is that government game wardens are interested in his camera, and I am sure they will attempt to get the government to be the only ones to get access to that camera. Years ago when trail cameras were first becoming popular, I learned that game wardens were talking and writing about trying to have them banned from use by citizens. This was when I was attempting to establish the truth about the existence of black panthers,that is, black pumas. Government loves monopolies, power, and force. peternickerson12@yahoo.com or 352-359-0850. Please call me about your sighting or your friend's.

Female Bigfoot Rapes Man!

I have just finished David Paulides' "Tribal Bigfoot" and would highly recommend it. David is trending toward Bigfoot being at least part human and offers you information to back that trend up. I like the idea of Bigfoot being a hybrid human-? Also, the book includes sketches by police forensic sketch artist, Harvey Pratt. In this book, he has done some sketches without the hair, and Bigfoot lookes very human. Paulides thinks in terms of Indians while I see Negroid characteristics, particularly the broad, flattened noses. Now I will discuss the rape.
The rape took place near the logging town of Hyampom, California by the Trinity River in the late 1800s. Two man clearing teams were going into points along the proposed railroad line to cut the tree and clear the brush. They followed the line made by the surveyors. The two men in each team worked in opposite directions and came out on weekends to the main camp where they could rest and recreate with the local women who came into the camp. Theodore Spagopoulos was on one of the teams when a co-worker on one of the other teams went missing. All the teams looked for him during the next weekend, but he was not found. Four weeks later, a team was clearing a new spot for the railroad line, and the missing man was found in a pit. He was delirious and in very poor health. The two-man team constructed a litter and carried him out to the main camp. He explained that he had been kidnapped by a female bigfoot who put him into a pit and then forced him to have sex with her. She then licked the skin off the palms of his hands and the soles of his feet to stop him from getting out of the pit and walking away. Theodore Spagopoulos saw the man's hands and feet and saw that they were raw. The man died at the main camp before he could receive any care from a physician. Theodore maintained the rest of his life that this was a true story. See "Tribal Bigfoot" by David Paulides, pages 191-96. peternickerson@yahoo.com

Twenty-One Foot Bigfoot? Two Bigfoot Reports

Today, Christian from North Carolina called me to say that he had talked to a CIA agent who claims that the Agency has twenty-three Bigfoot in a cave, and that they are reaching the heights of 21 feet. As most of you know, tops for a Bigfoot is a mere 10 feet. Staying true to my unassertive self, I didn't ask him how the CIA was doing this, but I did call back, but Christian didn't pick up. I hope the CIA hadn't assasinated him for giving me this information! I did ask about the credibility of the agent, and Christian replied, " I know people pretty well and can usually tell if a person is lieing or not." If I were really quick on my feet, I would have responded, "How about your ability to tell if people are insane?" Christian emphasized several times that he really would like to sit down with me and talk and that phones were dangerous. I agree completely.
Two nights before his call, I was reading David Paulides' "Tribal Bigfoot" and came upon the part about the Indian woman on an Oklahoma reservation who saw a dead bigfoot being trucked off by military people with no badges. She was told something to this effect, "You didn't see anything and don't say anything. We know your name and we know where you live." Don't you love seeing your seized tax dollars being put to such good use? The Indian woman saw the truck go in the direction of a nearby military field.
I will try to find out from Christian how the CIA raised such tall Bigfoot, if he's willing to discuss that over the phone. Christian and I have both experienced the malevolence of government. If you haven't been there, you can't fully understand it. To return to the dead Bigfoot for another comment: Later David Paulides knocked on the door of the house that was sitauted right next to where Bigfoot was seized after being hit by a vehicle. A very unfriendly man answered and said something like this: "I didn't see anything, and if I had, I wouldn't tell you." Then he shut the door. Sounds like he had been adequately intimidated by our wonderful, caring government!
Last week, I was on some business in Chiefland, Florida which is only about 15 miles from the
Gulf. The land between Chiefland and the Gulf is still largely sparsely inhabited and very swampy. As I was walking into the Chiefland Walmart, I saw an older gentleman with white hair and beard sitting on a bench. I approached him with the Bigfoot question and in summary this is what he said: "No, I havent' seen a Bigfoot. But I did see a Bigfoot track. It happened in Happy Camp (California). I was a logger and we found our logging camp torn apart by a Bigfoot. I saw one footprint ( and he indicated with his hands a length that was well beyond a foot). This was in 1970. My name is Jim Giddings." I had a person waiting on me so I left with no further questions. But what a find!
I ended up going to Walmart three times that day, and on the third visit I asked my cashier the Bigfoot question. To my surprise she answered this in summary: " My mother-in-law ( it was something like Lawanda Jimenez - I misplaced the paper I used to write her name on) was riding her bike home from work and was going through Bouy Park just outside Chiefland and saw it sitting in a ditch. There was a large culvert there, and he was living in it. He was seen several times. This was four or five years ago." Another Bigfoot find although this one sounded tragic. Imagine liviging in a culvert. I want to go there and see if I can find the culvert.
If you have any Bigfoot stories, I'd like very much to hear them. Peter "Two-Guns" Nickerson, peternickerson12@yahoo.com or 352-359-0850.

At McDonald's, Deer Has No Place

I just came from McDonald's and the time before that I noticed a car waiting behind another car whose driver was waiting for the red light to change. The people in the car behind him were tooting and yelling obscenities at him for not moving. I yelled, "He's got a red light." It was obvious that he wasn't about to make a right hand turn.
Today at McDonald's, I parked next to a restored, red, Ford pickup. I deliberately left room on my side to open the door all the way as I am still having trouble with my meniscus repair and my left knee does not bend well. Just as I started to get out, the owner, a short, young guy, and his son got into the restored truck. I opened the door, and the guy immediately threw up his right arm and cried, "Just hit ...!" Then he realized I hadn't.
I replied as I struggled out of the car, " Didn't hit it, buddy. Don't have a fuss over nothing."
As the Navy Seal instructor said, " The mark of a man is not what he says but what he does and what he allows to happen in his presence." America needs more men like that.
On my way over to the library where I blog so certain people can't backload child porn into my computer as credibly as they could do at home, I passed a deer walking along the edge of the road in the middle of the day. I had passed the same deer last evening. She crossed the road in front of me which was no problem as I was going only about 45. Last year this deer was just a spotted fawn and she had a sib with her. Mother must have been killed. These two fawns would come out of a small patch of woods across the road to an estate that has horses and cattle. Last fall, I almost hit the second one as they flashed across the road. Fortunately, I was also driving slowly then. Then last winter, the other deer was apparently killed as I saw a large blood spot in the road at their crossing site. Today, the remaining deer was walking along the edge of the road on the estate side. She looked like she had no place to go which is very possible as the area is building up. Just let our animals and plants be destroyed for housing for the millions of illegals who are flooding into our country! Let's stand up and speak out, Americans! Since when did so many of us acquire spaghetti spines? peternickerson12@yahoo.com