Davy ... Davy Crocket King of the Wild Frontier may have eaten some bad frontier road kill or perhaps some wild mushrooms he found growing from a buffalo chip one summer day in 1835. Apparently he suffered a vivid hallucination, perhaps not, but it certainly sounds like he ingested something 1960s hippies would have loved to have gotten their hands on. Crockett himself stated 'whatever meat or sausage disagreed with me that afternoon, I swore off all beef and hog for a day or so afterward'
In 1835, Davy Crockett wrote a letter to his friend and brother-in-law Abner Burgin telling him of a bizarre experience in what was at the time the Mexican province of Texas.
'William and I were pushing through some thicket, clearing the way, when I sat down to mop my brow. I sat for a spell, watching as William made his good and fine progress. I removed my boots and sat with my rations, thinking the afternoon a fine time to lunch. As the birds whistled and chirped, and I ate my small and meager ration, I tapped my axe upon the opposite end of the felled tree I rested upon.'
Whether it was the axes disturbance or possibly the heat of the sun which caused an apparition to slowly form in front of my eyes, I know not. As a Christian man, I swear to you, Abe, that what spirit came upon me was the shape and shade of a large ape man, the likes we might expect among the more bellicose and hostile Indian tribes in the Territories. The shade formed into the most deformed and ugly countenance. Covered in wild hair, with small and needling eyes, large broken rows of teeth, and the height of three foundlings, I spit upon the ground the bread I was eating.'
'The monster then addressed a warning to me. Abner, it told me to return from Texas, to flee this Fort and to abandon this lost cause. When I began to question this, the creature spread upon the wind like the morning steam swirls off a frog pond. I swear to you, Abner, that whatever meat or sausage disagreed with me that afternoon, I swore off all beef and hog for a day or so afterward.'
In March of 1836, a few months after penning this letter, Crockett died at the Alamo fighting Santa Anna and his Mexican Army. Some have used the Crockett letter as proof of the existence of Bigfoot, personally I don't see it as proving any sasquatchian theories one way or the other, but it certainly is amusing. Assuming Old Davy wasn't spinning a tall tale for his kin, he may have been suffering the effects of some form of natural hallucinogenic that he innocently ate. Then again maybe some ape like apparition really did appear to him in the Texas wilderness.
Even if you're having a hard time swallowing the Davy Crockett Meets Sasquatch story, you may find the tale of Daniels Boones encounter with a bigfoot enthralling. See: Daniel Boone Sasquatch Story