Scott Seay and Brandon Russo are chasing down legendary creatures, one monster at a time! Scott, a cryptozoologist photographer, is on the trail again, this time following the legends of Sasquatch into the mountains of West Virginia. Brandon, still an unbeliever, has some vacation time coming up and enjoys hiking, so he accompanies his lover, along with a small group of Sasquatchers, in search of the elusive Bigfoot.<br><br>On their trek through the mountains, Scott and Brandon hear tales of other close encounters, deal with a pair of snobby lumbersexuals, and find mysterious hairs tangled in the underbrush. When the weather turns foul, and the group has to make it down the mountainside in front of a dangerous storm, will legends come to life? All they know is something is following them down the trail ... something with very bad intentions ...

Chasing Bigfoot

Logan took a quick measurement of the shrubbery, called out the number. Letty and her daughter pulled out a few granola bars, even though it was only a few hours since breakfast and snacked. Rake, who had been panting and puffing, moved a few steps away from the group. She tossed two pieces of nicotine gum into her mouth and chomped on them vigorously. Not smoking was one of the rules for the hiking trips—not only were Sasquatches thought to have exceptionally keen sense of smell, the danger for forest fires were much higher from tossed cigarette butts and matches.


“What do you think it is?” Scott asked, catching up with Cara. Cara took a few steps forward, her gaze moving slowly over the ground in front of her.


“Probably? Coyote. They’re relatively common around these parts, but if it was, I’ll find tracks for him soon enough.”


Chapter 9