Many Americans acknowledge that thousands of senior citizens have flocked to Florida over the last couple of decades. It’s mild temperature and seasons make it an ideal location for aging Americans. The small town of Wewahitchka is no exception.
Walk on the Wild Side
The area has many parks, freshwater lakes, and lots of wildlife areas that are perfect for observing birds in their natural habitat. Dick (Name changed for privacy), a seventy-five year old from Rochester Hills, Michigan is an avid bird lover, and has found Wewahitchka to be a wonderful place to live the last three years. “It’s a quiet part of Florida, and I have made a lot of friends in my senior citizen community,” he said with a small smile.
“My friend Earl and I have taken to spending our mornings wandering around the Dead Lakes Recreation Area with our binoculars in hand, seeing who can spot the most birds,” he chuckled. “It’s been a fantastic retirement, and everything was well with me until one strange morning two months ago. Earl was at some church event with his wife, so I went out on my own, my latest bird book in hand.
“I was walking near the campgrounds that surround the lakes in the area, peering into the trees, listening for tale tell bird calls. I must have been out there for about a half hour, maybe more, when I saw something huge pass between the small gap between two massive willow trees, not far from the water’s edge,” Dick recalled. “Whatever it was moved fast, but even so I could tell that it was massive in size, and covered in dense, brown hair.
“There’s no way it was a fox or a badger or anything small. Part of me wanted to walk as quickly as I could in the opposite direction, but another part of me was just plain curious as to what the heck I had just seen! It certainly wasn’t some bear or some mountain lion for crying out loud,” he laughed again.
“So, throwing caution to the wind, I slowly made my way towards where I had seen the massive animal. The closer I got, I realized there was a pungent odor lingering in the air. It was awful, truth be told.
Mystery in Wewahitchka
“It reminded me of some vile combination of a wet, dirty dog and the smell of rotten meat. I fought the urge to gag as I kept going, wondering if the smell had come from the animal I was trying to track. Suddenly, I felt a prickling at the nape of my neck—that strange sensation you get when you realize someone is staring at you.
“I slowly turned around, and stared right at the very creature I had been trying to follow. He had an ape-like body, with a face that reminded me of a man’s, except that it was completely covered in hair. We just stood there, staring at each other for several moments.
“I was a little frightened, but somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that the creature, the bigfoot, wouldn’t try to hurt me. Without a noise, the animal turned around and disappeared into the trees. To this day, I tell my friends that there is a bigfoot in Wewahitchka, but nobody believes me!”