This is a continuation of an interview with Jim, a witness to the first sighting of Ole Hippie, a lake monster that lurks in Lake Travis near Austin, Texas. You can read the first part of the interview here.
OHH (Ole Hippie’s Hideout): So what did you see when you looked out into the lake?
Jim: You won’t believe what I saw. I haven’t told anyone about this in 40 years. It is just too … well, too ridiculous. I’m not sure I even believe what I saw myself. I mean, I was taking some really good drugs at the time.
OHH: Try me.
Jim: Okay, man. So, I gazed out over the lake and saw this monster .. a beast really … turn its head right at me. It looked like something in that dinosaur movie with Jeff Goldblum…
OHH: Oh, Jurassic Park …
Jim: No, Independence Day. Or maybe it was The Fly. I can’t remember now – anyway, it looked right at me. And it had … well, it had …
OHH: What?
Jim: It had a big joint hanging out of his mouth. I mean here was this monster, and he was smoking the giggle weed. There’s no question the beast was smoking a jay, a doobie, the lamb’s bread, the butter flower, a Colorado cocktail, Dona Juana, dope, the giggle smoke … you know what I’m saying?
OHH: No.
Jim: Weed, man. He was smoking weed! (Starts giggling)
OHH: Uh, huh. Anyway, what did he look like?
Jim: Like a prehistoric turtle without a shell. He was all neck. That neck had to be 20 feet long. I couldn’t see his body. Just this massively long neck, little head and a joint hanging out of his mouth.
OHH: Did he do anything?
Jim: He just stared at the people on the shore, who at this point were either yelling or running. Well, all except that hot flower child girl and me. We were just staring. I remember his eyes. Oh, man his eyes!
OHH: They looked vicious?
Jim: No, bloodshot. He was baked, man. Just baked. He was giggling at the scene, which just made me giggle as well. I kept saying, “whoah” over and over… and that made me giggle more.
OHH: What did you do next?
Jim: I had a sandwich with me, so I held it out. For some reason, I didn’t feel threatened, so I offered him a sandwich.
To be continued.