Sasquatch sighting..........

We were up-river with a tour group looking at all the natural beauties here on
the Rogue River when I spied a young sasquatch hiding in the shadow of a tree
near a gravel bank. I swung the tour-boat around so we could get a better look,
and all the tourists exclaimed and took pictures. It’s not too unusual to see a
sasquatch in the spring. That’s the time they migrate through here to their
summer stomping grounds up North.

We were in for a treat today. The sasquatch jumped out of the shadows suddenly,
leapt into the river, and wrestled a seven-foot sturgeon onto the gravel bank. I
blinked in astonishment. I didn’t know sasquatch liked sturgeon. As we watched,
the sasquatch belted the big fish with a rock to stop its flopping.

Right at that moment, a big black bear came stomping down the bank on the
opposite shore looking for a snack. The bear took one look at the sasquatch with
the sturgeon, sitting on the opposite shore, and leapt into the water. In the
blink of an eye, that ol’ bear was across the river and wading out of the water,
while the tourists babbled and took pictures. The bear shook itself dry like a
dog, and then jumped onto the back of the sasquatch, beating on him until he ran
away from the sturgeon, leaving the bear to sniff in triumph over the large
fish.

Well, I thought that was the end of it, until the sasquatch came running back
down the hill holding a dead tree in his hands. He started beating on the bear
and the bear was whomping back at him something fierce. Fur was flying
everywhere; blood spurted out like a geyser. I don’t know where it would have
ended if I hadn’t waded in there and broke it up!
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