Big Foot is Hot Footing it, fleeing a devestating volcanic eruption, on its way to a new place to hide and feed, only problem is a small hipster eco tourists are in thw way. The unspeakable tackling the not so uneatable. A small community trying to live on better terms with Mother Earth are about to learn you can love nature as much as you want, it wil never love you back.
Way back in the day I saw the photograph by Eric Shipton, taken during a 1951 expedition in the Himalayas. I was actually only a boy when I first saw that photograph of the pick axe and the massive foot print and I immediately took it as proof positive that The Yeti actually existed. Not only that they existed but were still roaming the glacial peaks of that remote region on the roof of the world. So much so that when I heard the Shipton expedition mentioned in the Nigel Kneale scripted The Abominable Snowman I mentally accepted that Peter Cushing film as a documentary. The authenticity of that photograph has been debated for decades but I always took it to be true. Mind you, I also sort of belived a time traveling Galifreyan Doctor had also visited a monastry where he encountered robotic versions of The Yeti controlled by The Great Intelligence. I was born with an unlimited temperence for credulity, the only thing stretching beyond belief was Irish politics.
So when I came acrross a copy of this book on a recent book trawl it was not too much of a leap of faith for me to buy into its subject matter.Is it really that much of a stretch in a world that sees the Eurovision song contest as a sprinboard for subversive talent and new voices?
I was not familiar with Mount Rainier and at first believed that some catacysmic event had occurred which social media had chose to ignore. not then realising the volcanic eruption that caused the bigfoot tribe to go looking for new hunting pastures had not actually happened, more Jellystone than Yellowstone. 2Doh" to quote a wise man. The small eco-community which finds itself in the path of the relocating Sasquatch is very well realised. From those citizens genuinely attempting to lead a life style that does not feed upon the life force of the planet without regard through to the more "Desperately Well Meaning Housewives." It feels as though only the prosperous and the wealthy can actually afford to rough it through a more faux-primitive way of living. as they have their groceries delivered daily by drone, with daily commutes through the wavey waters of Wi-Fi and Internet seas. Until the eruption brings all that to a resounding and sudden life threatening halt. The2community" then finds itself adrift in unfamiliar and decidely unfriendly and indifferent waters showing itself to be the opposite of hardy. As the residents discover a sack of potatoes is infinitely more valuable than the most cutting edge tech.
