After 35 years of living in metropolitan Portland, Oregon, I moved in late 2006 to a tiny incorporated town of Springdale, Washington. The population there is

294. It's about an hour northwest of Spokane. I began a job doing community development planning and grant riding for the

Northwestern Indian tribes. In the early summer of 2007 I was driving home from work.

I had just left the Spokane Indian Reservation heading north on a country road that is the eastern boundary of the reservation.

Along the east side of the reservation.

Along the east side of that road is a steep embankment,

and looking down I spotted a small Sasquatch.

It was maybe four feet tall,

it had scraggly and dusty-looking charcoal hair that was about four inches long.

It had wide shoulders like a human in no visible tail or ears.

I couldn't determine if it was a male or a woman. in no visible tail or ears.

I couldn't determine if it was a male or a female.

I saw it only in profile as it stepped forward, nearly on all fours.

I never got a glimpse of its face. When I asked my coworkers the next day about

Sasquatch sightings, I was told that they were not uncommon but were more often seen in the western side of the reservation.

That bordered there by the Columbia River.

The Ute Indian grandmother, with whom I became friends in Springdale,

shared with me that she and her grandson who attended

elementary school had seen a Sasquatch a couple of years earlier as they entered the town from the

east. It crossed the road in front of their car and an area dotted with a few houses in the woods.

Now they claimed it was carrying a full green trash bag over its shoulder as if it had just raided a garbage can.

Well, while in Springdale, I began following Sasquatch reports and discussions on YouTube.

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