I was sitting on a stump one morning well before d…

I was sitting on a stump one morning well before daylight, about halfway down Deep Creek toward the St. John’s River. I was dozing off. All of a sudden something grabbed the bsrrel of my shotgun. Naturally I jumped, the creature released my shotgun, backed away, and called “whoo, whoo awhoo”.
At 4AM in a Cypress swamp it’s hard to tell a Bigfoot from a bigfooted owl!
The shotgun barrel must have looked like a great perch, to sit on and wait for puddle ducks to fly in! Any time you ask me, I’ll tell you that I have encountered a Bigfoot!