You ever wonder why a reclusive Florida Skunk Ape would start a website?
Truth is, I got tired of watchin’ city folk flounder through the swamp like they were huntin’ Pokémon with a broken GPS. One guy even tried to cook ramen on a Coleman lantern — bless his heart.
I’ve spent decades keepin’ my distance. After some rednecks spotted me back in the ‘70s, the whole world showed up stompin’ through my woods with cameras, trail mix, and no sense of direction. I learned quick how to walk backwards in my own footprints and stash my hammock where the skeeters won’t rat me out.
These days, me and the kinfolk just meet up during a full moon to thump trees, holler at the sky, swap possum recipes, and maybe start a campfire with some old NASCAR programs.
So I figured… why not share what I know?
This site’s my way of passin’ down swamp wisdom, tellin’ tall tales, and showin’ off a few artistic renderings of the creatures and chaos I’ve encountered along the way.
Welcome to the Florida Backwoods. Bring bug spray and a sense of humor.