NORTH AMERICA'S ELUSIVE BABYFEET Part 1.
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NORTH AMERICA'S ELUSIVE BABYFEET Part 1.
Up the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We dare not go a-hunting
For fear of little men
William Allingham The Fairies
Whereas most people will know of North America's giant mystery
man-beast, the bigfoot, far fewer will be familiar with this
continent's
diverse array of mysterious mini-humanoids, colloquially labelled
littlefeet or 'babyfeet'. This is a great tragedy, because these
diminutive denizens, which appear to have been particularly abundant
in
the Pacific Northwest, may conceivably be something more than
primitive
pygmies or physiological dwarves, as they sometimes exhibit
characteristics variously associated with the Little People and
extraterrestrial visitors.
THE BABYFEET OF OREGON
Take, for instance, the still-unexplained events featuring Bud Darcor
and his younger brother that occurred during a weekend in 1944 while
they were deer hunting near the Bly Mountain Lookout in Oregon. They
had
been gazing out over the surrounding forest from the lofty lookout
tower
when a bright ball of light suddenly appeared in the sky and flew
towards a tableland close by, apparently descending upon a mountain
about two miles away. Very curious to learn more about this
unheralded
skyborne visitor, during the following day the two brothers trekked
to
the location where the object seemed to have landed, and there in a
clearing they discovered a burnt patch of ground measuring roughly 30
ft
in diameter.
After examining this patch, they began to journey back to the lookout
tower, but during their trek they were very surprised to espy some
extraordinary footprints in the pumice dust of the road. These tracks
crossed the road, progressed up the roadcut bank, and then paused, at
which point the unmistakeable impression left by someone sitting down
in
the dust could be readily discerned. What made these tracks so
unusual,
however, was their size, each measuring no more than 4.5 in long,
with
the 'buttocks' impression about 6 in across. Perhaps the most bizarre
aspect of this curious case, however, was still to come. After they
had
preserved the tracks for future inspection by placing a wooden board
over them, the Darcor brothers sought the opinion of a local Forest
Service officer and also a government representative. Yet according
to
the Darcors, the forestry officer preferred to pretend that nothing
had
been found, whereas the government representative suggested that the
tracks' unseen creator may have been a monkey that had fallen out of
an
aeroplane! In fact, these tracks were merely another series in a long
list of similar discoveries made over many years in Oregon, and
which,
in the firm belief of this U.S. State's native American tribes, are
left
behind by an ancient race of dwarf-like beings with supernatural
powers.
Needless to say, this all sounds like just another version of the
worldwide legends appertaining to the existence of fairies or Little
People - were it not for the undeniable if inexplicable reality of
what
are popularly referred to in Oregon as 'babyfoot' tracks. Indeed,
these
mysterious entities have even inspired the naming of Baby Rock in
Oregon's Lane County, as well as Babyfoot Creek and Babyfoot Lake
Botanical Area in the Kalmiopsis Wilderness, Curry County, Oregon. As
recently as 12 February 1992, /The Track Record /published an account
documenting Thomas C. Pitka's discovery of many babyfoot tracks, each
a
mere 6 in long and bare-footed, around the Green Point Upper
Reservoir,
southwest of Oregon's Hood River, and others will no doubt continue
to
be recorded in the future.
Different native tribes in Oregon have different names for the elusive
babyfeet, but it is evident that they are referring to the same
entities
- and often associate them with lights in the sky (including, in some
instances, the northern lights). One of the most significant sources
of
information concerning them is Henry James Franzoni's fascinating
book
/Legends Beyond Psychology/, which documents the babyfoot lore of
several tribes in this State.
The Tenino (Warm Springs Sahaptin) Indians, for instance, who
inhabited
part of the Columbia River's south bank in northern central Oregon,
have
longstanding traditions regarding the mountain-inhabiting 'ground
people' or Pah-ho-ho-klah. The Tenino claim that these beings are
themselves Indians, wearing buckskin clothes and braided hair, but
are
much smaller in size, hunt at night with bow and arrows, and call to
one
other using birdsong. They also possess the formidable power to drive
any human crazy who answers or pursues them, and humans who encounter
them often discover afterwards that they have unaccountably 'lost'
several days. Sounds familiar?
Diminutive, nocturnal dwarves communicating via birdsong, inducing
madness in those who behold them, and linked with lost periods of time
also feature in the lore of the Yakama Indians from Oregon's Cascade
Mountains. Here they are termed the Te-chum' mah, and are said to
inhabit these mountains' more heavily-timbered summits and peaks -
particularly in the region bordering Lake Keechelas, about 35 miles
north-northeast of Mount Rainier in the Mount Baker Snoqualmie
National
Forest. They are also claimed to live around Fish Lake, which lies
roughly 4 miles southwest of the Goat Rocks Wilderness's southeast
boundary, in the Wenatchee National Forest, and is contained within
the
Yakama Indian Reservation.
Among Oregon's most intriguing iconographical enigmas are the
rock-paintings known to the Yakama Indians as Schop-tash and Puh-tuh
num
(this latter is now destroyed), depicted on high cliff faces in the
Naches Gap near Yakama itself, and which this region's eponymous
native
tribe claim were there long before they themselves first arrived
here.
According to the Yakama, these pictographs are the work of a
mysterious,
cliff-inhabiting race of dwarf-like beings, only 2 ft high and
wearing
rabbit-skin robes, which they call the Wah'-tee-tas (translated as
'animal people' or 'ancient people'), and are seen only at twilight
or
dawn. Oregon's Klamath Indians, who formerly occupied the Klamath
Lake
and River region speak of several different types of mini-humanoid,
which, like so many accounts of Little People, seem to inhabit an
intermediate reality that periodically impinges upon our own. The
Teakiak'k resemble young boys but are no bigger than babies, with
long
hair that hangs down their back to waist level. They do not wear
clothes, but wooden images of these entities carved by Klamath
shamans
are decorated with red feathers (from the red-shafted flicker
woodpecker) around their neck. There are also the Goga'ne, which are
male dwarves with baby-sized footprints, and are allegedly most
common
amid the Cascade Mountains.These snow-clad slopes are home too to the
Na'hnias, once again leaving tiny footprints.
ROCKY MOUNTAIN DWARVES
Another valuable source of data concerning New World pygmies is Ella
E.
Clark's /Indian Legends From the Rockies/ (1977), documenting lore
from
several Rocky Mountain tribes. According to the Flathead Indians, the
first inhabitants of their territory in northern Montana were a race
of
3-ft-tall dwarves, with very dark skin, and a well-developed
civilisation. After the Flatheads' arrival, however, the dwarves
retreated ever further into the mountains, where they largely died
out.
Those few that survived became primarily nocturnal, sleeping in old
mountain craters during the day. Eventually they became somewhat
mythicised by the Flatheads, who began to attribute supernatural
powers
to these diminutive beings.
The Coeur d'Alenes and the Spokane Indians of Washington State share
traditions of dwarf-like entities, many of whom reputedly once lived
in
the extremely dense forests and undergrowth that formerly encircled
Rosebud Lake. Dressed in brown or red apparel with pointed caps, they
were very adept at clambering up and down trees, always climbing head
first. At night, their wailing cries would sometimes awaken their
Indian
neighbours, and like Little People everywhere they delighted in
playing
mischievous tricks upon unwary humans. A different race of dwarves
indigenous to this region once lived in great numbers in cliffs and
rocky mountainous retreats, and dressed in squirrel skins. The size
of
small boys, they hunted with bows and arrows, and enjoyed luring
Indian
hunters onto the wrong paths.
The Nez Percé Indians of the North West still speak of a race of
dwarves
known to them as the Its'te-ya-ha or Stick Indians. Dressed in
deerskin,
with long hair, small eyes, and wrinkled skin, these gnome-like
entities
inhabited the deep woodlands. They were said to be disproportionately
strong relative to their small stature, and were reputedly fond of
abducting calves and other livestock of Indians and white settlers
alike. According to Lucy Armstrong Isaac, one of Ella Clark's sources
of
information regarding these beings, her great-grandfather once found
a
dead Stick Indian, resembling a tiny boy, lying on a flat rock.
SHOSHONE TRADITIONS
The Shoshone Indians formerly frequenting western Wyoming, central and
southern Idaho, northeastern Nevada, and western Utah have many
traditions of dwarf-like humanoids. The strong, fearless Ninnimbe or
Nimerigar of Wyoming, for instance, were claimed to be 2-3 ft tall,
garbed in goatskin clothes, and very adroit hunters. They always
carried
a large quiver of poisoned arrows on their back, which claimed the
lives
of many Shoshones when they first entered these dwarves' territory.
However, the Ninnimbe were themselves vulnerable, as they were
frequently preyed upon by eagles, which could easily snatch up these
small beings off the ground and carry them away. Like the Wah'-tee-
tas
in Oregon, the Ninnimbe were deemed responsible for the pictographs
on
the rocks in Wind River County. Similar beings were also believed in
by
the Arapaho, Cheyenne, and the Dakota Sioux.
According to the Shoshone, the cave-inhabiting dwarves that supposedly
existed at one time in the mountains of Salmon River County and parts
of
the Owyhee Range in Idaho were cannibals, who thought nothing of
abducting and devouring the babies of unwary Indian mothers, then
substituting themselves in best changeling tradition. Despite standing
a
mere 2 ft high, these dwarves were said to be very strong, and wore
no
clothes, even in the winter; their women, conversely, dressed
themselves
in skins obtained from deer or mountain sheep killed by the male
dwarves
using their bows and arrows. Primarily nocturnal, these beings could
often be heard singing loudly at night, on cliffs and rocky peaks.
White buffaloes - i.e. albino bison - are held in very high esteem by
many Amerindian tribes throughout North America, who venerate them as
the sacred property of the sun, and value their creamy pelts as
exceedingly potent symbols of power. Having said that, although white
buffaloes are therefore linked intimately with the magical and
mystical
facets of humanity, there is one little-known incident on record that
even by these animals' standards is decidedly mystifying. As
publicised
in Coral E. Lorenzen's book /The Shadow of the Unknown /(1970), it
features a party of Shoshone braves who encountered a herd of
buffaloes
and killed four of them - one of which was a pure-white calf.
Suddenly, without any prior warning, a troupe of extraordinary little
men appeared, surrounding the astonished braves and screaming loudly
at
them. Unnerved by their antagonists' unexpected appearance (in every
sense of the word!), the braves decided to flee to a nearby rocky
promontory to use as cover, but their plan was not necessary. One of
the
braves picked up the carcase of the young white buffalo, swinging it
around his head as he did so - at which point the tiny men screamed
with
fear and raced away.
Recognising its potential, the braves skinned the carcase and stuffed
its skin to make it look as if it were still a living calf. Ever
afterwards, they took this strange artefact with them on their hunting
trips, and although they sometimes saw these mysterious little people,
they were never attacked again. For as soon as they appeared, one of
the
braves would swing the stuffed skin over his head, and the pygmies
would
flee in terror.
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