Friday, May 29, 2009

From the wilderness journal of Mark Trail:

Tracked Sasquatch into the forest.  Andy seems to have found something.  Could be the trail I've been looking for.  Found many dead creatures, but no bite marks.  How wasteful.  Expected more from him than that.  I'm close.  I just know it.  It's only a matter of time.  The rocks know nothing, or are choosing to remain silent, but I know that he's recently been through here.  Realized I forgot to check and see if there was any film in my camera.  No film, just a memory stick.  May have to delete a few pictures.  Rusty will understand.
The trail is becoming clearer.  He's close now.  Closer than ever before.  Tracks lead to cliff edge, but upon closer examination found a second set heading in opposite direction.  He knows that I'm following him.  Probably realized that when the wind changed.  He's trying to lose me.  I will not be lost.  Andy ran off into the forest an hour ago.  I have yet to hear from him, but am not worried.
Took an unfortunate step and fell a short distance down slope before I was able to regain my footing.  Accidentally landed on camera.  Broke lens.  Should go back for the other one, but I'm so close.  Will have to make due and see if I can fix it.  I refuse to go back.  If I turn back now, I'll never be this close again.  He knows I'm out here, so he'll be moving on to another forest soon.  Most likely Ranger Rick's.  I have to find him before then.  Found some trash in the forest.  Not his.  Remember to talk to campers about this later.  Still no sign of Andy.  Will send Jack Elrod Ball to investigate while I continue on.

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