Ken Borrill was raised in Ventura and remembers the late Squire Davis, an avid angler, telling kids about a big, hairy, marsh-bound something called the Mugwump.
“I remember that,” said Borrill, 73, of Clear Lake. “He always told us it came out at night. Just spooky stories. In fact, I tease my granddaughters about the Mugwump every once in a while.”
Ron Andrews, a furbearer biologist with the DNR in Clear Lake, has not heard of the Mugwump, but he’s not surprised it’s “out there.”
“It seems like every marsh might have a monster in it,” he said. “‘Monster’ has kind of a ring to it. You can also think about Martians (marsh-ans?), and I think it all fits together.”