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August 27, 2008

Mt. Washington’s Ghosts and Hills Conquered

Filed under: Blah Blah Blog — Jeff @ 3:21 pm

This past weekend I went to the White Mountains of New Hampshire to the Beyond Reality Conference at the Mt. Washington Hotel. I decided to go up a day early to test my mettle on Mt. Washington. As my alarm went off at 5 AM on Friday morning, I questioned whether this was really a good idea. Considering I already blogged about going, I figured there was no turning back now.

Base of Mt. WashingtonI got to the base of the mountain around 9:45 in the morning. Looking around, I saw that this might easily have been the finest hiking weather I had ever encountered. There were no clouds, the air was dry and warm, and my hiking boots still fit. Here’s how it went: 9:50 – I started up the Tuckerman’s Ravine trail.9:54 – I remembered just how rocky the trail was.9:56 – I realized from the amount of sweat pouring off of me that I may not be in as good of shape as I had previously thought.9:59 – Breathing heavy now, but still climbing…

9:59 (and a-half) – Taking a break (I’ve earned it).

My legs burned, my lungs ached, and the views were incredible as I climbed up past the tree line, onto the boulder-filled slope below the summit. The last half-mile took about 40 minutes of climbing, slipping, breathing, and pulling myself up to higher rocks, but dammit, I made it in just under three hours.

I ate lunch at the cafeteria at the summit — the clam chowder never tasted so good. As my legs began to tighten from the rest, I thought about the 4.2-mile downhill walk I still had ahead of me. I wanted to get to the Mt. Washington Hotel by dinner time because I was meeting friends before the conference. So I began the long hump down.

On more than a couple of steps I felt my ankle give out, but it didn’t twist. I remember thinking, “If I did sprain an ankle, how the heck would I get down? It’s not like there’s a road anywhere near here.” I pressed on.

Tuckerman’s Ravine - Mt. WashingtonFor anyone who has never hiked a steep slope, the walk down is often more difficult because it’s all impact. I was making great time, and once I was back below the tree line, I was getting more sore and eager to get back to the hotel and have a beer (or twelve). I was more than half-way down when I saw a small group of guys standing around a stretcher on the side of the trail. When I got next to them I saw there was a dog strapped in.

“What happened?” I asked.

Injured dog on Mt. Washington“His legs gave out just past the Lion’s Head trail,” one of the men replied.

I already knew the answer that would follow my next question. I was tired, and my knees were shaky, but if I didn’t offer I’d feel much worse than sore. “Do you need some help?” I said.

“Yeah, we really do,” he said.

Six of us carried the 80-pound dog down the rest of the way to the base. Even with six carrying the stretcher, we stopped often to rest and switch arms. I gave up on breaking any speed records down. I was just trying not to drop the dog or blow out my own legs. By 4:15 we lowered the stretcher to the parking lot where the dogs owner could get him into his truck and go to find help.

Mt. Washington HotelWith my good deed done, I drove 45 minutes around the mountain to the Mt. Washington Hotel. After a well-deserved (and practically required by the hotel staff) shower, I met up with some of my friends who organized the conference.

What followed the rest of the weekend was one of the best paranormal conferences I’ve ever attended (and I’ve been to a lot). I saw a lot of old friends, made some new ones, and had some great conversations with people who were there to explore the ghosts and legends of the Mt. Washington Hotel. I appreciate everyone who said hello, picked up one of my books, or shared a story with me.

I gave two different lectures this weekend, and heard some good feedback from the audience. It was also refreshing to find that many of the speakers had some differing views on the paranormal. Though we disagreed on the hows and whys, the mood was always respectful and friendly — so refreshing in a field that often doesn’t take kindly to good debates.

We had a lot of laughs, we investigated some of the hot spots of the hotel, and we got to unwind near some of the most majestic views in New England. On the last day of the conference I was thrilled to learn that I’ll also be speaking at the next Mt. Washington event April 24-26, 2009. You should definitely go because we will rock that mountain to he ground (making it significantly easier for me to climb next time).

August 21, 2008

Man vs. Mountain

Filed under: Blah Blah Blog — Jeff @ 7:12 am

This weekend I’ll be speaking at the Beyond Reality event at the Mt. Washington Hotel. I’m heading up early Friday morning to hike Mt. Washington (the highest peak east of the Mississippi) for the third time in my life. I haven’t made the climb in four years, but I’m so ready to rock that mountain. However, if my mind is more willing than my body, and I die on the mountain, I promise to come back and haunt the hell out of the conference — you’ll find my ghost near the bar.

If I do survive, I’ll take pictures from the top.

August 17, 2008

Bigfoot Story is Big Trouble

Filed under: Blah Blah Blog — Jeff @ 8:49 am

Recently Matthew Whitton and Rick Dyer from Georgia have hijacked and held the headlines with their claim of a 500-pound, 7-foot 7-inch Bigfoot body in a freezer at an undisclosed location — almost to the point where Olympic swimmer, Michael Phelps was going to have to swim in a Bigfoot costume to turn the world’s attention back to where it belongs. When I first saw the photo, I admit, I said, “Wow! What if?” I’d love to believe that these two guys did in fact stumble upon this elusive creature. The photo made me want to believe it even more.

There have been many Bigfoot claims in the past. Eyewitness accounts, some photos, and the most famous case involving the Patterson film from 1967 showing an ape-like creature lurking through the woods — but that was just film. Many have argued the authenticity of that film, both sides have made good points. But Whitton and Dyer claim to have a body — and here’s the picture to prove it! It’s been almost a week since the photo and story have been released, and so far we have learned very little — and therein lies the problem.

I can understand keeping this amazing find in an undisclosed location. I can even understand hiring a publicist to manage the dissemination of information, however, something smells fishy here. Why do we only have one or two grainy photos of this body? And now there’s Tom Biscardi, the “Real Bigfoot Hunter” involved with the case. If he is a real researcher, he should have been able to better advise Whitton and Dyer. Step one: bring in a professional photographer to take about 1000 high-resolution images. Every moment is precious after the death of any creature. Decay begins in minutes, and if we’re going to learn something, time is of the essence. Next, take hours of high-resolution video of the creature from every angle. Allow the photos and videos to be viewed by both the media and scientific community immediately. Next, call one or two media outlets and show them what you have. Allow an independent (and hopefully impartial) eye to review your finding and present it for you — then go hide the body for safety. If Whitton and Dyer had taken these steps from the start, they would have a long line of legitimate scientists and researchers outside of their door who had seen the high-resolution images volunteering to study the creature and reach a conclusion.

If (and that’s a big “if”) Whitton and Dyer do indeed have a body, they are undermining their own claim with the way the information is being released. Whitton, Dyer, and now Biscardi have done a wonderful job at plugging their Internet radio show and Web sites, but not in gaining credibility. From wearing baseball caps at their press conference to drawing out the release of information, each day that goes by makes this discovery less important and more likely to be a hoax. I wouldn’t be surprised if we soon hear an announcement from this trio that the Bigfoot body has somehow disappeared or been stolen. There are already cries of, “Put up or shut up,” echoing from the public, which leaves only three options: 1. Produce the body; 2. Admit the fraud; 3. “Lose” the “body.”

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