Sasquatch Novel The Encounter starts the saga 
of the Conversations With Sasquatch Series

Book cover for Conversations With Sasquatch, The Encounter by Michigan author Richard Rensberry.

Sasquatch novel, The Encounter is Book 1            

What is the significance of this mysterious creature's presence amongst the human race?  Who are these Beings and why is so little known about them? How do they continually escape the Bigfoot hunters and chasers so dead set on videotaping their antics?   My close encounters and conversations with Sasquatch may have answers to some of these universal questions.  They tell a much different story than a wild man-ape terrorizing campers in the woods. Meet Loquiis, Leeitus, Pureesis and Loquiili, a Sasquatch family living in harmony with nature and undetected right under the noses of those that can't find them.


Sasquatch Novel, The Encounter
Episode 1

Conversations with Sasquatch, The Encounter

     I have had to readjust my beliefs and rethink many an opinion since I met a Sasquatch while out hunting for morel mushrooms in Lewiston, Michigan. I had no idea that these mushrooms were high on their list of dietary delicacies.  They prize and love them.

     I would have been afraid and crapped my pants if it hadn’t been for the long outstretched arm that offered me a half eaten morel.  There was nothing aggressive or hostile in this gesture.  He effused a welcoming aura of curious friendliness.

     I took the half-eaten morel and popped it into my mouth.  As I shook my head affirmatively, I offered him my paper sack that contained about twenty morels and two or three beefsteaks I had gathered along a cedar ridge beside Big Creek.

     It was then that I noticed the pure silence that had fallen over the forest.  The crows look-out caws had vanished, the squirrels had shushed their chatter and rattle in the trees.  Not even a bluejay or a mosquito was daring a peep.

     I struggled to swallow the copper taste that had encroached to dry my mouth.

     Sasquatch smiled.  He had jaws filled with yellow teeth and eyes that twinkled with delight.

     “Thank you,” he said, and jiggled his lips like a horse as it eats a sugar cube off your hand.

     “You’re welcome,” I replied with another swallow.

     “There’s a storm in the air,” Sasquatch offered with a gesture towards the sky, “the ozone is lifting my hairs.”  He proceeded to run his hand a few inches above his upper chest where I could see the hairs stand up as if a magnet were being run over a cache of metal shavings.  He abruptly slapped his chest and laughed.  It sounded eerily like the shriek of an eagle guarding its kill.

     The sky was clear, but I thought I could hear a distant rumble of thunder to the west.  I couldn’t remember any rain being in the forecast.  I had come dressed only in jeans, a polo shirt and sneakers.

     “You humans are such frail creatures,” he said.  “I remember when you were more like us, hunters and gatherers of the health and fruits of The Creator.”

     I really couldn’t tell if he was speaking to me verbally or telepathically.  There was such a sense of otherworldliness. I had a hard time getting a grip on my racing thoughts and emotions.  In the absence of abject fear, I felt a combination of elation and serenity.  I guess it was what you’d call dumbstruck.

     “Not much of a talker, are you?” he asked and popped a fresh mushroom into his mouth.

     “I have never met a Sasquatch before,” I managed.

     “Not many a human has,” he whispered conspiratorially.  “You are the first in many thousands of years I have spoken to.  You are the chosen one.”

     “I am honored,” I humbly croaked.

     “I am not so sure you should be.  You humans are blowing it.  You are blind to the world of the Sasquatch.  You have lost the memory and instinct of your body’s genes and the very essence of your immortal soul.”

     A darkness crept stealthily over the ridge. Lightning flashed and a huge clap of thunder reverberated off and rattled my teeth.  I began to shiver uncontrollably as Sasquatch melted into the rain with a welcoming gesture meant for me to follow him there to wherever there was going to be.


Sasquatch Novel The Encounter Sample Conversation
With Loquius a Friendly Bigfoot

“This is your planet in Cross Over,” he states.  “You will not be able to stay long.  There are those in the Council that feel man is undeserving of Sasquatch help.  They want nothing to do with your rapid descent away from natural law and your selfish ascent into narcissism.  They believe you are committing suicide.”

I am caught off guard and offer no defense to these blunt charges coming from a Sasquatch.    

“Some members of the Council do not think that your demise will effect our demise,” Loquius continues, “but I believe differently.  I have supplied to the council, indisputable evidences of the technological poisons that have been seeping through at the Cross Over edges.  There is evidence that shows that man-made poisons are rapidly eroding and shrinking not only your world but ours.    Your human selfishness, pesticides, herbicides, 5G microwaves, pharmacopeia and genetic engineering are rapidly destroying your world and will destroy ours along with it.” 

      I decidedly want to wake up and get back to a place called Sanity.  This is nuts!  I am being lectured by a Sasquatch.

     “Do you recognize the name Ted Kaczynski?”  Loquius asks.

Loquius from the book Conversations With Sasquatch, The Encounter by Richard Rensberry

Conversations With Sasquatch,
The Encounter  
is 
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Conversations With Sasquatch 
Glossary of Terms

GLOSSARY OF TERMS

abhor*-  regard with disgust or hate

abject*-  experienced to the maximum degree

accosted*-  approach and address boldly or aggressively 

adrenalin*-  hormone secretion from the adrenal glands for extra power and energy in times of fear, excitement, etc.  

Al Kaline*-  Detroit Tigers baseball power hitter that batted fourth in the lineup back in the 1960's and 70's.  He had many homers during that era

Anishinaabe*-  Native Americans, ancestors of the Chippewa

attuned*-  in harmony or agreement 

auras*-  the electrical and emotional emanations surrounding a body

auspicious*-  a good omen, successful or prosperous

barred*-  imprisoned behind bars

beefsteaks*-  an edible mushroom similar to the morel but much larger and irregular of shape, reddish brown in color

befuddled*-  confused

Beretta*-  a brand of handgun

brethren*-  archaic plural of brother

cache*-  a hidden collection or store of items of some type

chiha tanka*-  Native American name for Sasquatch or Bigfoot

circumnavigating*-  going around 

conducive*-  useful and fitting

conspiratorially*-  a planning and acting together

crepuscule*-  the hour of twilight

cut*-  baseball bat swing 

deftly*-  skillfully

delusional*-  seeing things that aren’t there or real

disheveled*-  disarranged and untidy 

DNR*-  Department of Natural Resources

edible*-  fit to be eaten

effused*-  poured out or forth

egress*-  action of going out or leaving

encroached*-  trespass or intrude

epitome*-  having the characteristics or quality of the whole. 

Ernie Harrell*-  Radio announcer for the Detroit Tigers

ewer*-  pitcher-like container for holding liquids

fingers*-  here means the elongated leaves

flap-trap*-  a lot of talk 

Giigooh na*-  Native American name for big fish

grimace-  facial expression of pain of dislike

guttural*-  from deep in the body

hackles*-  neck hairs

hallucinated-  saw things that were not actually there 

harboring*-  holding in 

heft*-  to lift

hookah*-  many tubed smoking pipe

idiosyncrasies*-  any personal peculiarity  or mannerism

incoherently*-  not understandable, gibberish

inexplicably*-  unexplainable, not understood

juking*-  dodging and darting

kenaf*-  a variety of hibiscus plant valuable for its fibers and thousands of other useful properties

makwa*-  Native American name for black bear 

mangy*-  shabby and filthy

manifesto*-  a public declaration of aim or intent

massasauga rattlesnake*-  rattlesnake the north present in Michigan

Mida*-  Native American name for a medicine man or sorcerer

mirthlessly*-  without humor

morel mushrooms*-  an edible fungi with a conical head and deeply pitted crevices

narcissism*-  an excessive interest in or admiration of self, selfishness 

Nawak'osis*- Native American name for marijuana

oblivion*-  state of being forgotten

overwhelmed*-  crushed, made helpless

ozone*-  a blue gas discharged from lightning.  

perchance*-  by some chance

penchant*-  a strong liking or taste for

periphery*-  at the edge of one’s vision

perusal*-  a brief glance over

pippsissewa*-  Native American name for wintergreen

psychopath*-  antisocial personality prone to criminal and violent behavior

pungently*-  sharp smelling

racking it up to*-  to decide something

redolent*-  sweet-smelling, fragrant

reverberated*-  echoed

rife*-  widespread, prevalent

ruminating*-  chewing on

schizophrenic*-  a person with a mental disorder characterized by hallucinations or delusions

stealthily*-  secretly 

succinctly-  clearly and briefly 

super-max*-  federal prison for the most dangerous of criminals

switchbacks*-  winding paths of gradual descent down a steep embankment

telepathically*-  from mind to mind without speaking

toss my cookies*-  throw-up, puke

traipse*-  to walk or wander, trudge

trajectory*-  path taken through the forest

trek-  a long walk or journey

trepidation*-  fear or alarm, dread

tyke*-  a small child

unequivocally*-  in a way that leaves no doubt

unwieldy*-  not easily handled

usurp*-  take illegally by force

verdant*-  covered with green vegetation 

wry*-  twisted, distorted

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