It was Saturday. It was early...but I was up, with the T.V. on...waiting. As the promotional commercials had predicted, a new show was coming...and it had dinosaurs in it...
On September 7th, 1974, it began...
Marshall, Will and Holly, on a routine expedition...
I was only four years old but I remember it like it was yesterday. There had been nothing like it for my generation. Yes, we had Sigmund the Sea Monster, New Zoo Review and a room to romp in with Miss Nancy...but never before had a blow-up raft negotiated waterfalls so deftly, straight down without even tipping over and dumping the crew. Never before had a father and his kids been able to evade hungry dinosaurs to find that perfect cave in which to set up permanent camp, and never before had any lost survivor sported such groovy, polyester clothing...clothes that never seemed to tear or get dirty. This was..."The Land of the Lost".
Of all the cool stuff this new show had to offer, most iconic were the Sleestak. Seven foot tall, strong as oxen, but slower than molasses, these lizard men scared a generation of latch-key kids...they were the stuff of nightmares. Michael, Jason and Freddy were no match for the black...dead eyes, green scaly skin...and a hiss that made goosebumps form when drizzled out from the T.V. set's mono speakers.
Of everything Land of the Lost offered, only a few things remain to spark memories of the show...the opening lines of the title song, Cha-Ka (the Pakuni monkey boy), and Sleestak...the reptilian beasts.