We found Sasquatch in Glacier National Park

Glacier National Park is one of the nation's most stunning examples of our incredible natural surroundings, and the location that would introduce a fun freakiness that would bring us excitement, laughter and stimulation! Glacier had been on my travel bucket list for the last several years, and when I was going to be turning 40 I knew it would be the perfect location to usher in a new decade. And to do it with my new love - how absolutely perfect!

Billy and I flew into Bozeman they day I turned 40 (gah!) and picked up our rented vintage Toyota Chinook camper truck. Once Billy and the truck's owner stopped bonding over mountains, snowboarding and vintage vehicles, we were off! We had to drive several hours to get closer to Glacier's west entrance, which is a five hour drive north. Since it was later in the day, and the Chinook was a manual, he was taking the wheel and, for some reason, driving barefoot!

I was spent so I crawled up in the camper's bed and snoozed away until my love informed me he found a spot for us to park at Flathead Lake. We tuckered out, fell fast asleep, and woke up to the most stunning crystal clear lake. I was so proud Billy had found such an incredible location for us to start our epic vacation! It was in that moment that we knew we were in for an incredible adventure together.

Suzy poses next to the Chinook on Going-to-the-Sun Road

The sun was high in the Montana sky as we ventured into Glacier National Park, its rays filtering through the canopy of pine trees. The rugged trails, aqua lakes and breathtaking vistas were a perfect backdrop for our adventurous spirits. Billy and I had always shared a love for the outdoors, but this trip was special—a blend of nature's grandeur and the intimate bond we cherished. Our first big trip together.

As we hiked, the conversation flowed easily. We laughed, shared stories, and reveled in the serene beauty surrounding us. It was during one of these conversations that we stumbled upon a topic that would take our adventure to an entirely new level.

"It's pretty squatchy out here." Billy said.

I chuckled, the idea seeming both whimsical and oddly thrilling. "Bigfoot is definitely real. Do you think we might run into him?"

He grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Definitely, and I'm intrigued."

Intrigued? The way he said it sent a shiver down my spine. "Intrigued how?"

We went off the trail, just slightly, and perched up on a large rock near the aqua blue Avalanche Lake. The cool stone beneath us contrasted with the warmth of the afternoon sun.

"Well," he began, his voice dropping to a husky whisper, "I've read that some people have... fantasies about encountering Sasquatch. You know, in a more intimate way."

My heart started to race. Billy and I had discussed a few of our sexual fantasies, but the primal, untamed thought of a steamy Sasquatch encounter made a flush of heat run through me, especially because I knew he would be playing the role of the great, mythical beast.

We'd already walked around Avalanche Lake, and knowing there were Grizzly bears nearby, I was eager to get back on the path, and to the parked Chinook. Suddenly, Joe grunted at me. I looked back and he was grinning that slightly crooked smile I had grown to love so much, which put an immediate smile on my own face. He grunted again, then lunged toward me in a playful manner. I screamed and ran down the trail, laughing, as he quickly grabbed me from behind. I turned and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him deeply between giggles and grins.

With a shared glance after a quick make-out session, knowing this was more than just a playful idea. It was a chance to deepen our connection in a way that was as wild and untamed as the landscape around us. Once we were back to the Chinook, we jumped in the back and I asked Billy to unzip his pants. The parking lot was packed, with people buzzing around, but that wasn't going to stop our primal urge. I put him in my mouth and made sure he wouldn't ever forget this moment.

After, buzzing with excitement knowing that other tourists probably heard us, we drove to nearby Duck Lake, a rustic campsite alongside a lovely body of water and rocky beach. After a quick dinner, it was time to get ready for bed.

"I really want to know what it's like to make love to Squatchy," I purred to Billy.

"You're about to find out."

He growled, grinned, and pounced as I laughed and embraced him. We made incredible, passionate love, and a new fantasy was born. Suzy found Squatchy in Glacier National Park. The memory of our shared fantasy was a secret thrill that will stay with us forever, and lead to more exciting fantasies - wild and untamed - that we were both eager to fulfill.