Friday, September 17, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Camping last weekend in the Abraham Lake Valley, a beautiful riverside setting at the edge of Rocky mountains - commonly used in days old by the Natives for vision quests - I was enjoying a couple beers by the campfire, listening to the river flow, marvelling at the stars - when I heard a ruckus from the woods. Bursting forth from the darkness came stumbling a creature/person groaning and snorting - I fell back and grabbed my camera from my jacket pocket - and snapped away. I don't know what it was - some kind of treeman - with branches growing from his body - he just stood there yelling incomprehensibly gesturing wildly - as if he was trying to communicate something. And then he was gone.
But for these pictures, TreeMan left nothing behind but questions: What was TreeMan.....and what did he want???