By GWENDOLYN DRISCOLL
Orange County Register
Every so often, one of them emits a blood-curdling shriek.
In the process, Hersom hopes to change the popular conception of Bigfoot believers from wooly-eyed weirdos to heroic hominoid hunters.
Up on the mountain, Hersom stands silently while Moneymaker and his group of volunteers puts the equipment to use. Through the camera's glowing scope, the darkness transforms into a silvery landscape. But there is no Bigfoot to be seen.
"I'm just going to play it by ear," Hersom says. "I'm going to go as long as it feels right for me."
Why then, would anyone pursue an encounter?
Does it bother BFRO members that nothing will come of this night spent in the cold mountains of California?