The drive from the Arcata airport to Tallbear was awe-inspiring once he entered the forested areas. Even in the dark, his headlights picked up enough to fuel his imagination.
It was easy to envision a primitive species wandering amongst the giant trees, both those still reaching for the sky high above, and those that had fallen to become home to myriad bits of greenery and mosses and small animals.
He could almost taste the earthy umami flavor of the mushrooms, the sharp bite of the wild onions, or the sweet perfection of undomesticated berries.
It was a bit harder to imagine Bigfoot acquiring his supposed great size on such a diet, until he considered that quite a few herbivores grew fairly large. Besides, he could envision Bigfoot as an omnivore if he wanted. It wasn’t like scientists
