Heading north on Highway 101, and as we crossed the bridge spanning Big Lagoon in Humboldt County, I saw rather a large man in a ghillie suit standing chest deep in the water, partially obscured by reeds. When I saw him, I recalled how as a child, I’d seen an elk swimming, head and antlers above the lagoon’s surface.
I watched the large man for as long as I could.
Once I couldn’t see him anymore, I turned to my wife. She was already looking at me and asked, “What?”
“I’m afraid to say, you’ll laugh at me.”
A non-believer. I said nothing more about it.
Two days later, heading southbound this time, I looked to the place where I’d seen him standing and there was no one there.