At 12 years old in the spring of 1974, Dave “Super Dave” Rogers came face-to-face with something in the Arkansas woods that he still can’t fully explain — a creature his grandpa called a “haint,” that looked less like the Bigfoot he’d come to know and more like a feral human. The woods went silent like a light switch. Then it screamed.
More than 50 years later, Dave has never stopped searching. A combat veteran who says nothing in battle ever scared him like that first sighting, he sits down with us to share a lifetime on the Sasquatch trail — from the 14-inch, three-toed tracks that proved his father wrong, to his grandpa’s chilling story of a logging camp that was torn apart the night a man pulled the trigger, to “Big Eddie” and the clan of five who leave him arrowheads, raid his peanut butter, and won’t touch a Butterfinger unless it’s out of the wrapper. It’s harrowing, funny, and deeply human. This is one you won’t forget.
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