Two nights ago Ale and I camped in Klamath on the Requa Inn property. We were connected with one of the owners by a friend of a friend, so we ended up getting a free dinner. This would have been awesome in most cases, but in this case it was even more awesome than planned because the dinner was out of this world. It was absolutely incredible and much much nicer than we anticipated. It had about 8 courses and each one was to die for. We shared a table with two older couples who had become friends when the husbands met at Harvard Med School. They asked a lot of questions (one of which was the percentage of vegetarians in my graduating class at Stanford. I responded immediately with 37, why?) He didn’t get that I was joking, and how on earth would I know that statistic, so then it got a bit awkward.
Later that night the two chefs (Paul and Tom) and Tom’s cousin, Will, met us down near the river where we were camping. They brought smores materials and since they were chefs, we had gourmet smores and nice wine. They were all so much fun to talk to and we had great conversation for hours. At some point their boat was mentioned and then they offered to give us a tour of the river. Obviously, Ale and I accepted and we were in the boat coasting down the river before I knew it. A moment later, a little voice in the back of my head said, “umm, what the f are you doing?! you are on a river with 3 guys you just met and its pitch black.” Thankfully, I was able to shut that voice up for a while and it ended up being a wonderful ride to another beach where we explored a bit and skipped rocks.
I don’t know how it came up, but one of the guys mentioned Bigfoot, and Ale suggested they take us close to the place where he is supposed to live. Thanks Ale. So we all get back in the boat and Will starts rowing towards the Bigfoot area. We are about 50m from shore when I see a huge splash about 15m from our boat. I have seen fish jump, and this was no fish. It sounded and looked like a giant rock hitting the water. We all froze and immediately I looked at the guys to see which one of them threw it. Will, who seemed to be one of the most relaxed, laid back guys I have met, was aggressively rowing away from land. The other guys seemed pretty shocked and there was a lot of swearing going on. We all started discussing the possibilities of someone throwing the rock and concluded that no one could have thrown a rock that big without the rest of the boat noticing. (Side note: They had told us that their uncle’s encounter with Bigfoot involved rocks being thrown at him, as if Bigfoot was warning him to get away.) sweet. (Second side note: I was in survival mode and crouched at the bottom of the boat at this point. Every man for himself style.) We had long awkward moments of silence where I am pretty sure everyone was thinking the same thing (is Bigfoot butterfly stroaking it like crazy to come and get us?). Every once and a while, Tom would say something in a very southern tone like, “lotta nature in dees here parts, lottttta nature.” Then we would all nervous laugh.
We ended up making it back to the shore safely (after world’s longest / darkest / most anxiety filled boat ride) and continuing the campfire and conversation until 3 in the morning (most of which was discussing how we almost got taken down by Bigfoot). It was absolutely one of the most exciting nights I had had in a while. Also, once we got back in our tent, the adventure-seeking Ale could not even think about sleeping and was scared out of her mind. When she did go to bed, she dreamt of Bigfoot throwing rocks. Thank you Requa boys!
The next morning Ale and I woke up to go to breakfast, which was also incredible. We had cinnamon pancakes and eggs over medium and real coffee and it was delicious! After breakfast we walked back down to our tent and ran into Will (who was camping about 20m away). He offered to take us to the mouth of the river to let us take pictures and see it in daylight. This time we road in a motor-powered boat. I just absolutely love the feeling of going fast in a boat. The river was extremely calm and the surroundings were so beautiful!
When we got to the beach separating the ocean from the river, we took pictures and hung out for a while. It was just such an amazing experience! There were fish, seals, huge birds, and probably Bigfoots. I want to end up at a place like that (minus the Bigfoot). The mouth of the river just had such a calming and tranquil effect on me, it was indescribable.
We couldn’t thank the Requa Inn family enough. It was one of the best nights of the trip by far. They set the bar extremely high.