Mrs
Rhodes and other north Cornwall farmers have complained for 12 years about the
Beast - or beasts - which terrorise livestock. They believe up to 17 black and
brown pumas, panthers and dark leopards could stalk the area.
And at last they are being taken seriously. The
"man from the ministry" - Charlie Wilson, a wildlife biologist from
the Agricultural Development Advisory Service - has £8,200 and 26 working days
to assemble evidence of the Beast.
Walking down the pitch black lanes of Commonmoor,
where branches hang over and drizzling rain obscures everything, even sceptics
may find it easier to believe.
And if that is not enough, the first stop for any
amateur sleuth is Goodaver Farm, which can only be reached by a rickety
footbridge over the rushing river Fowey and a gate with a huge sign saying
"Wild Big Cats - Keep Out".
The farmer, John Goodenough, a shiny, weatherbeaten
man with tremendous whiskers, warns those on the hunt: "You'll know when
the Beast's there. There'll be no rabbits or foxes about and the birds stop
singing. That's the call for caution.
"And the way they kill. If it's a dog there's
wool and trouble everywhere. A cat goes in, kills and eats. Very little
mess," he said.
Mrs Rhodes, of neighbouring Ninestones Farm, adds
to the description: "Its eyes are great yellow orbs. And it has a foul
scream like a woman's but 100 times magnified.
"We sent off to the National Sound Archives
for a puma mating call and when we heard the tape we fell about because that's
what we'd heard through the kitchen window."
The Beast is charged with costing Mr Goodenough
£1,000 in livestock. Mrs Rhodes sold her flock of sheep after losing 10.
She claims to have captured it on video near her
backyard and also found hairs which she sent to the National Farmers Union for
analysis: "No one will tell me what they found out. If it was a cow they'd
say so, wouldn't they? I think it's been suppressed."
Few villagers dismiss the story altogether. Father
Michael Cartwright, priest-in-charge of Altarnun with Bolventor, believes it
exists: "Some reliable people who have seen it are not the sort who go
into the realms of fantasy. People round here aren't given to lying," he
said.
Les Humphreys, landlord of the Rising Sun Inn in
neighbouring St Clether, added: "I know someone who's positive he saw it.
There's a fair amount of scepticism but the Government have got to remember
animals don't generally pose for photos."
At nearby Jamaica Inn, made famous by Daphne du
Maurier, Steve Parkyn, a builder, could take Mr Wilson to the eerie
gorse-covered moor near Outer Priddacombe farm where he came face to face with
it at 1am.
Pointing to the fence where it stared at him and a
friend, he said: "It jumped off there and went into the forest. It was
making a squeaky, squealing noise so we decided to follow it. Well it seemed
like a good idea at the time. We shone the lamp around, crouched down and
caught its eyes. They were sort of bright white. Then it went off at a fair old
rate and we saw it was about 3ft long, with a tail of 18 inches and was a pinky
brown colour."
Meanwhile, Mr Wilson is doggedly carrying out his
research. "We will investigate any reported kills suspected to be by
cats," he said wearily. "We will watch Mrs Rhodes's videos and look
at the proportions of the animals to determine what kind of cat it might be.
We'll identify the banks the animals have been filmed on and measure them for
size."
He is also compiling reports of "reasonably
convincing" sightings to build up a pattern and looking at plaster casts
of print marks.
This is not sufficient for Mrs Rhodes and Mr
Goodenough: "Charlie Wilson is a very nice man but the ministry has given
him a job without the tools to do it with," said Mrs Rhodes. "The
ministry is taking the easy way - reassuring people there's no danger. In the
last war Churchill told people to fight on the beaches. He didn't reassure them
and say `go home folks everything'll be alright'."
Mr Goodenough agreed: "Tis rubbish, totally
rubbish. Our masters should have the bottle to come and talk to us. They go to
university and get their heads so full of academics there's not a bit of room
for common sense," he said.
The two have their solution: "We need to tell
people the difference between cat and dog prints. We need a national
investigation and a central board of intelligence taking calls from all over
the place," Mrs Rhodes said. "And we must give out information. If
you meet the Beast you mustn't bend over or run. You must face it, shout, chuck
things and become aggressive and it'll move off," she warned.
Neither farmer wants the Beast shot. "We
should go to America and bring back the men and dogs who keep panthers under
control there," added Mr Goodenough. "They can drive `em up and shift
`em onto a reserve."
Mr Wilson sighs: "We're not doubting the honesty
and sincerity of people but if we're going to submit a report and do something
we need to see hard evidence," he said.
"All this Hound of the Baskervilles stuff - no
one remembers the hound turned out to be a fake."
So you won't be wearing a deerstalker then?
"No, and no tweeds either. I'll be wearing welly boots, jumper and jeans
when I go out looking," he said.
Driving back across Bodmin Moor with Steve Parkin,
a large brown animal appears 100 yards in front. Could it possibly be ...?
Doubts finally removed? "Well now," said Mr Parkyn regretfully.
"that was a fox. But a very large one."
But later, at 5pm, the sky is darkening over
Jamaica Inn. Bodmin Moor stretches to the left and right, divided by rough
stone walls. There is a flicker of movement to the left. No birds are singing
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