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Message From Frank Cali Vice President Team Tracker

"Team Tracker Show This Sunday Night"

 

Team Tracker members will host a special 3 hour show this coming Sunday night starting at 9 PM eastern - 6 PM pacific.

 We will have the team members Chris Sands, Big Jake, Stickfoot and Jason Judd discussing the duel expeditions to Vermont and Fouke, AK this past week.

The show will be broadcast on Blogtalk radio and YouTube. Callers will be welcome and questions from the chat room will be also welcome 

 

 

 

Bigfoot "The Tent Video"

 

 

 

                                                                    (Hank)

 

 

Almost everyone in the Bigfoot community have tried and tired to prove this Rick  Dyer famous video was faked. They say it was CGI (Computer-generated imagery), it's was a guy in a mask, it was green screen, the process to superimpose an object on to the video background. They bought dozens of masks, they tried to recreate this video...all to no avail.

 

Why? It's simple people. This is the real thing, no mistake about it. If you have ever had a sighting or an encounter with one of these beings, you know immediately this is a Bigfoot, no mask, no suit, no video production tricks.

 

If your not familiar with this video, it was taken on the night of September 6, 2012 by Rick Dyer. It was the second time in 24 hours that he saw it. The first time he was shocked and amazed looking at this over 8 foot tall creature looking directly in the face at him. Rick could not shoot then and the Bigfoot left.

 

Rick and Minnow Films Director Morgan Matthews then went to the local Wallmart in this area of San Antonio Texas and bought several hundred dollars of ribs and the now also famous Garanimals click click keys. The rest is history.

 

Here Rick in his own words talk about that night in the video below:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ucxx3-gLAVU&feature=c4-overview&playnext=1&list=TL9HP2o1mPjBI

 

Also, a well know video annalist M.K. Davis took a look at this video and found some "eye opening" things

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgDhx6S9q24

 

I will say it again and again, this is going to change the world as we know it. The scientific and zoological community we be turned upside down. Laws must be changed to protect this beings from harm and Rick Dyer and his entire team will give all the help necessary to make this happen. Well know Bigfoot author and researcher Christopher Noel has already started a drive to protect them as well. They live in piece in our forest and shy away from man for a reason. Only a very few lucky people ever get to seem them close up.

Christopher will be on our program tonight 7/7/13 along with Jack Barnes of Facebook/Findbigfoot and Musky Allen, the first person to view the body in Vegas. We may even have a surprise guest. Show starts at 9pm eastern - 6pm pacific broadcast on Blogtalk radio and YouTube. Your hosts are Chris Sands and Frank Cali, Team Tracker Vice President and Assistant Vice President. This is going to be a Bigfoot classic program, DON'T MISS IT!!!

"New Team Tracker VP & Assistant VP"

"

Chris Sands and Rick Dyer

Frank Cali

Congratulations to Chris Sands Team Tracker's New Vice President

and Frank Cali assistant VP

 

 

I'm proud to announce my new VP and assistant VP. I know you all will join me in wishing them all the best on their new positions at Team Tracker

 

We're very close people. Soon you all will see the greatest discovery of our time.

Rick Dyer 6/26/13

 

 

Team Tracker Member Chris Sands!

  In 1990 I was 11.  Before high school I spent a lot of time at my friends house on Gallison Hill in Montpelier.  His house was just on the edge of the city limits, and located very close to Union 32 High School (U32).  Everything that happened to my friends and I happened within the small area between the bottom of Gallison Hill and U32. 

  So in the early 90's, there were 5 of us that spent a lot of time at my friend Matt's house.  My older brother, Jeff, was also close friends with my buddy's brother, Larry.  They had another friend named Jim, and he was also usually around.  We spent a ton of time outside and often played late.  There was many times when we would come in between 2 and 3 in the morning. 

  One night I was up late playing video games with Matt.  Suddenly Jim and Larry came running in the house claiming that something was in the woods.  They could hear it making this strange noise.  They looked pretty scared, and of course I wanted to go and check it out.  Larry was hesitant to go back outside and Matt was too immersed in video games. I looked at Jim and he said OK. It was the middle of winter.  I remember putting on all my gear to go outside. We sat on the snow behind the garage facing the woods.  There is about 200 feet of lawn between the garage and the line of trees.  It was very quiet that night, and I was pretty shaky.  I wasn't hearing anything though and Jim told me to just wait.  He said "At first it sounds like a dog barking, but it's not!".  After a few minutes I started to hear it.  He was right too, a dog barking, but not. We sat there and listened, but the more you listened, the more strange it sounded and the more intense the mood was.  The only other way I can describe it is to imagine a pipe being hit with a wrench wrapped in cloth. Super creepy!  It didn't take long before we darted inside. 

  The following summer there were two encounters that I recall.  One of them was a footprint that we found in the woods one day.  For the longest time I never thought about that, but as I look back on it now, I am able to place significance on that day.  We were playing at the tree line and one of the guys noticed a footprint in the mud right along the edge of trees.  A bare foot.  At the time we did not think anything about the footprint, it just looked like and adult footprint in the mud.  The only thing we wondered was where that guys shoe had gone, because he must have lost it in the mud.

  The other encounter that summer was way more intense. The usual four, Larry, Jeff, Matt and myself decided to play some late night hide and seek.  Jeff and Larry went to hide first. Matt and I hung at the house for a few minutes before going to seek.  We proceeded to walk down the main road to start seeking at the bottom of the hill.  The plan was to work our way back up towards the house.  At the time, on the opposite side of the road there was only one house.  It belonged to friends of ours that we knew from school, but on that particular night they were on vacation.  The house was situated so that the garage is on the east and up the hill from the main building. It was detached from the home and surrounded by gravel that was also laid down on the driveway.  We approached the garage first and checked the doors to see if maybe our brothers had gone inside to hide.  However, all the doors were locked. 

  While we were standing there kind of looking in the garage and out in the field behind the home, we started to hear a strange noise.  Matt looked down and we could see pebbles hitting the gravel.  We quickly realized that the pebbles were rolling down the roof of the garage and landing all around us.  Our first assumption was that Jeff and Larry were on the other side of the garage, chucking little rocks at us.  We thought we had them trapped.  We knew exactly where they were and had an easy capture.  Since the garage was not attached to the home, we were able to circle the garage, each of us going in an opposite direction.  Within 2 or 3 seconds we met on the other side, dumbfounded because neither Jeff or Larry was there.  No one was there.  The panic didn't really set in until the pebbles started coming down on us again.  Now they were coming from the other side, rolling down the roof of the garage and landing on the gravel.  We immediately took off running back up the hill.

  We went full speed back to my friends house and slammed the door behind us.  We stood inside the house trying to grasp what had just happened.  But much to our surprise, Jeff was sitting at the dining room table halfway through a bowl of Captain Crunch and Larry was standing at the fridge pouring a glass of tea. Jeff looked up at me and said "What the hell! Where have you guys been? We waited forever for you and finally decided to come back to the house." I looked at Matt.  He didn't know what to say.  I said "What do you mean? We were just down by the Kitchens' house and we thought you were throwing stones at us."  My brother responded "No, we've been back for almost 2 hours.  You guys have been outside all this time.".  2 Hours!  We lost 2 hours while looking for our brothers.  It seemed like 5 minutes to us.

  The following winter we had another encounter.  All five of us where there and we decided to go for a late night walk up to U32.  Mother nature dumped over a foot of snow on us during the day and walking was tough work.  When we reached the Soccer field that sits to the south of the school building, we noticed a light emanating from the woods.  This was further off from the school beyond the baseball field, right at the tree line.  We were all familiar with this area and we knew that there was no light there.  No flood lights, no street lights, nothing.  But there it was, about 30 feet off the ground, up in a tree.  As soon as we noticed the light, Matt and I decided to not approach it any further.  Larry, Jeff and Jim wanted to get closer to inspect, so they went on without us.  Matt and I stood still, watching their every step.  After closing about half the distance to the tree line, the guys stopped.  They stood there, staring at the light.  They didn't speak, just stood there.  After a few minutes, they turned around and returned to where Matt and I stood.  "What?  What happened?" I asked.  "Nothing, we just got too scared!"  Too scared?  I've never heard my brother say he was too scared.  That was the only time.  After that we went back to the house, and never saw the light again.

  Many years later, I was approached by Christopher Noel.  He came to me for assistance with producing a DVD companion that was to be sold along side his new book, Impossible Visits.  I told him that I was a bigfoot enthusiast and he gave me a copy of his book.  I read it over the next couple of days and my life was changed.  I became convinced that everything that had happened to myself and all the guys up on Gallison Hill had in fact been a Sasquatch, messing with us kids!  I immediately contacted Christopher and told him about my experiences.  (Readers may note that Impossible Visits makes no mention of people seeing lights in the woods.  I asked him right away if that was normal.  He responded that lots of people report seeing lights, but that he chose to leave that out of his book.)

  Fast forward to this year.  When the Musky Allen story broke, I asked Chris Noel if he believed Ricks claims of shooting a bigfoot.  He told me it was true.  I've supported Rick Dyer 100% since that day.  I've spent many nights burning the candle at both ends, making sure that I got into every Google Hangouts that I could.  I've only missed a handful of Hangouts since then, but I will always remember back in the beginning when Rick called us all out during the show, and told us that he would remember our faces.    Rick has always expressed his deep appreciation for the support that he has gotten, and I will continue to stand by him.