In the same way that visitors to the Washington State Fair do not speak the language of Bigfoot, neither does this Bigfoot speak the language of people.
In fact, Big Washington doesn’t speak at all.
One of the fair’s several costumed players, Big has come down from his family’s den in the forest to share his message of welcome.
Fair employee George Hobson is one of the few people who speaks the complicated Sasquatch/Bigfoot language, and he was available recently to translate as the fair’s furriest ambassador waited near his temporary home in a cabin at the fair’s Planting Patch.
“I’ve known Big for a couple of years now, since he came down from the mountain,” Hobson said.
One of the larger problems with hiring Big, Hobson said, is that some people still do not believe he exists.
How does B.W. feel about that?
“Pshaw!” the fuzzy-footed giant proclaimed. “They’re wrong. I’m here. They can take my picture!”
Q: What’s your favorite part of representing both your species and a century-old fair?
A: It’s getting to meet all the nice people.
Q: What’s the biggest problem being a Bigfoot?
A: It’s hard to find shoes to fit.
Q: Why did you decide to come out of the forest and become an ambassador at the fair?
A: It just looked like so much fun.
Q: What about your diet? Nuts, berries and grubs are fine in the forest, but what’s your favorite fair food?
A: Corn on the cob, scones, cotton candy.
Q: Do you know Squatch, the mascot of the former Seattle Sonics basketball team?
A: He might be a distant cousin.
Q: What does your family think of you becoming somewhat humanized?
A: They totally support what I do.
Q: While we’ve been talking, you’ve spoken with a woman in her 80s, who laughed; several children, some who laughed and some who were a little afraid; and also with a young man both blind and deaf who, after meeting you, said through a sign-language interpreter, “I was very happy.” How does that make you feel?
The only answer he could offer was to smile.
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