See that big bright spot in the Pacific Northwest? at the south side of Mt St Helens, there was/is a eery place called Ape Canyon. My family had been going to Spirit Lake in the summers since the late 1920’s. There were still a couple of Indian guides who would come around and visit with us in the late 1950’s. The existence of ‘ape-men’ was not even a question. It was a bit of a rite of passage for the young men, mostly, of the family to hike over and spend a night on the rim of the canyon…though it was only my father and one of his cousins who ever heard the howling in the night.
