Wendigo, Dogman and Bigfoot Fishing Trip 8

“What are they wanting to accomplish?” Jess asked his friend.


George let go another sigh and shrugged his shoulders. “Damn if I know. One thing I have noticed is they didn’t ever try to hit either of us with the rocks. They have clearly been trying to hit the water out in front of us perhaps in hopes of splashing it on us. Maybe they think that would make us leave.”


“Seems funny they didn’t go to this much trouble last night.” Jess observed. “It is obvious they have really turned up the volume. In more ways than one too. They are not only louder but there is also the rocks being thrown. If I didn’t know better I would think there was some reason which we are unaware as to why they want us to leave.”


George shook his head. “I have to stick with what my people have taught. That they are friendly to us and will not do us harm.”


“But you admit they seem to want us to leave much more strongly than last night.”


“That much is obvious.” George said. “I suppose we might as well get packed up. I don’t want to go through this again tomorrow night. We can find another spot not too far from here and set up again. It doesn’t seem logical to stay here if they are going to continue this all night.”

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