Dream

Posted on July 21, 2010 in Dreams

We’re driving on a very rough road in a national park. We turn left into an overlook with mountainous bumps. As we pull in, another tourist — from Texas — tells us to be sure to check out the cave. The cave lies at the end of a steep trail. A small triangular entrance opens next to a yawning pit. When we get closer, we see the pit is full of feral goats. A ramp turns down a corner and under an arch. I round the bend and find myself facing a grizzly bear-sized ape (the face is like an orangutan). I rush backup to the laughter of other tourists, one of whom tells me that the beast is none other than the only Sasquatch ever captured. The scene abruptly cuts out to one of Lynn and I ascending an escalator in a department store.