Footprints in Bonner County, Idaho

It was during the winter of 2000-2001 and a friend and I were trying to pass the long winter in rural north Idaho with a "snow hike" to a waterfall. The closest town is called Clark Fork, population: a couple hundred. There was deep snow on the ground and it was cold, dark, and snowy on that day. We drove up a dirt road as far as we could until it was chained off. We parked the car and walked up some snowmobile tracks to where the trail usually is. I say usually because it was totally covered in deep snow. Most people would have thought us crazy to be hiking that trail that day but like I said before, it was something to do in N. Idaho in the middle of winter. So we managed thru the deep snow up a slight ravine. There were no other tracks that a human would make such as footprints, snowmobile, or snowshoe going up this ravine. Probably about half way up the trail/ravine, we crossed some tracks. The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I looked down at the tracks. I knew instantly what I was looking at but I tried to explain it some other way at first. The friend I was with grew up in Clark Fork and had lived there all his life. Without mentioning the word bigfoot or sasquatch, I looked at him and said "Is this what I think it is?" and he non-chalantly replied something to the effect of "We see this kind of stuff around here all the time". I definitely believed in the possibility of the existence of sasquatch at the time but these tracks really sealed the deal in my mind. I know what bear tracks look like in the snow. Moose, deer and elk also have a certain kind of track. The tracks that I am reporting were huge. I could fit my boot covered foot into them and they were definitely bigger than my boot. What was even more telling was the distance between the tracks. I would have had to jump from track to track to make it. So to sum it up: the tracks were roughly human foot shaped but very large-too large to be human. They were obviously made by a two legged, upright walking creature. The path of the tracks came across the ravine and up the other side- from "nowhere" going into "nowhere". This area is miles and miles of national forest on the Idaho/Montana border. There is no other rational explanation for tracks of this size and shape to be found where they were, when they were. Believe it or not, but I know what I saw.