Film producer Jack Ryder had crossed the country more times than he could count, but nothing prepared him for the tangled forests and fog-strewn roads of the Pacific Northwest. This was the heart of Bigfoot country, and Jack, always the skeptic on camera, secretly hoped the trip would be just another well-constructed myth to unravel for his new streaming documentary. His crew-camera operator Luna, sound engineer Chaz, and fact-checker Lane-drove the battered van into the town of Willow Falls, population 1, 632, where the welcome sign boasted, in cheerful hand-painted letters, "Home of the World's Largest Bigfoot Statue!"The crew had barely parked outside the local diner, the Hungry Sasquatch, before the town's two warring factions made themselves known.
On one side, locals like the McKinley twins in their matching "I Believe" hoodies, hovered around the van, eager to share sightings and blurry photos. They pressed jars of "authentic Bigfoot fur" against the windows, waving excitedly.
Film producer Jack Ryder had crossed the country more times than he could count, but nothing prepared him for the tangled forests and fog-strewn roads of the Pacific Northwest. This was the heart of Bigfoot country, and Jack, always the skeptic on camera, secretly hoped the trip would be just another well-constructed myth to unravel for his new streaming documentary. His crew-camera operator Luna, sound engineer Chaz, and fact-checker Lane-drove the battered van into the town of Willow Falls, population 1, 632, where the welcome sign boasted, in cheerful hand-painted letters, "Home of the World's Largest Bigfoot Statue!"The crew had barely parked outside the local diner, the Hungry Sasquatch, before the town's two warring factions made themselves known.
On one side, locals like the McKinley twins in their matching "I Believe" hoodies, hovered around the van, eager to share sightings and blurry photos. They pressed jars of "authentic Bigfoot fur" against the windows, waving excitedly.