Missing Link
Darrell: Guess who I ran into today. You will never guess.
Me: Bill Clinton?
Darrell: No way will you guess....Bobo!
It turns out that Bobo was on his way from Arcata to a wedding in Monterey and happened to pass along West Cliff Drive while Darrell happened to be on a walk with Griff. What are the chances? But Bobo is one who is familiar with the odds. Let me explain.
Bobo was Darrell's first friend in Arcata when he went to Humboldt. Darrell knew Bobo when he lived in Manhattan Beach, in southern California. Bobo comes from a family where the son who has the 9-5 job is known as the black sheep, and they sound like pretty fun folks. When Darrell was moving to Arcata and didn't know anyone else there, Bobo was his main contact. "Just ask the guy selling hot dogs in the square where to find me," is what Bobo told Darrell. When Darrell asked, the guy didn't know where to find Bobo. But he did know Bobo, as many folks in that part of the world do. In fact, Bobo is a bit of a celebrity in certain circles. Bigfoot searching circles. Yes, Bobo is one of those folks who is earnestly searching for bigfoot. He has been for a number of years, and I had the luck to meet him several years ago at a party in Arcata. He put up with my questions, and I came away from the conversation with the realization that folks really do believe that there are such creatures. Whether or not there are bigfoot, it is nice to know that Bobo is out there searching for that missing link.
Here is a link to a short video pitching a documentary called "Squatch Hunting with Bobo." It is great!
http://jensenrufe.com/misc/squatchin_with_bobo/index.html
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Even more wild? Erik and I had some Sasquatch label red wine last night...coincidence? I think not!