It was early when I left the house: 5:30 a.m. The baby was strapped in his seat but stayed awake for most of the morning. He talked and sang as I cruised down the highway driving 69. Well maybe it was 70, but it was on the 69.
We had lost track of time for the clouds in the east smothered the morning sunlight. I don’t even remember crossing into Oklahoma. After dozens of trips over that bridge one would lose thought of place and time. It was too early stop and since the baby was content I stretched the drive into another hour.
Christopher Knight sang some sad country song about William that morning and I smacked on a piece of bubble gum. The baby giggled when I turned my head blowing a huge bubble and letting it pop. I changed the station for the song pulled at emotions. Credence in the morning is good.
It is said that several Sasquatch sightings are reported every year in Oklahoma. Google Bigfoot Oklahoma and you will come across a dozen pages with links for Bigfoot enthusiasts. I wish I had left earlier and caught Coast to Coast a.m. with George Noory.
The best I could come up with for my fellow Bigfoot friends and bloggers is this siting below: Bigfoot BBQ just outside of Caddo Oklahoma. The day was too early for us to walk in with appetite and note pad. Instead, I situated my car next to a sleeping rig and photographed this restaurant. Has any of my fabulous readers been here? Tell me about it.