Trinty River National Wildlife Refuge

	Trinity River National Wildlife Refuge
	P.O. Box 10015 1351 N. Main Liberty, TX   77575 E-mail: fws2_rw_trinityriver@fws.go Phone Number: 936-336-9786
	Visit the Refuge’s Web Site: http://southwest.fws.gov/refuges/texas/trinityriver	Anders Pond is one of the bottomland hardwood areas found at Trinity River NWR.

	Trinity River National Wildlife Refuge Trinity River National Wildlife Refuge was established on January 4, 1994 with an initial purchase of 4,400 acres. Since that time, the refuge has acquired additional acreage which now totals 25,000 acres. The primary purpose of establishing this refuge is to protect a portion of the bottomland hardwood forest ecosystem along the Trinity River located in southeastern Texas. The refuge, which is a remnant of what was once a much larger natural area is a broad flat floodplain made up of numerous sloughs, oxbow lakes, artesian wells, and tributaries.    Get Google map and directions to this refuge/WMD from a specified address: Your full starting address AND town and state OR zip code   Google Maps opens in a new window NOTE: When using this feature, you will be leaving the U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service domain. We do not control the content or policies of the site you are about to visit. You should always check site policies before providing personal information or reusing content. These driving directions are provided as a general guide only. No representation is made or warranty given as to their content, road conditions or route usability or expeditiousness. User assumes all risk of use.       The Trinity River floodplain contains a diversity of wetland habitats including bottomland hardwood forests, forested swamps, open water and wet pastures. Upland areas outside the floodplain contain cultivated pastures, natural pine forests, and mixed pine-hardwood forests. The refuge provides important breeding, wintering, and stopover habitat for a variety of migratory wildlife including waterfowl and numerous neotropical songbirds. More than 275 species of birds occur in the bottomland forests and associated wetlands in eastern Texas and 100 bird species are known to breed there. It has been documented that Trinity River NWR contains over 630 plant species and over 400 vertebrate species.     Learn More>>   The Trinity River is within the heartland of the Caddo Indian Tribe. Archeological sites near the Refuge point to sedentary and long-term occupation of the area by ancestral Caddo people. The Caddo in this area were part of the great mound-building culture of east Texas and adjoining forested lands, a society with a high artistic and architectural tradition which dominated the region for 1,000 years. Lands within the Trinity River Refuge were later a peripheral part of the 1857 Mexican settlement of Atascosito.     Learn More>>				Fishing Hunting Photography Wildlife Observation Learn More >>     The invasion of the highly aggressive Chinese tallow tree throughout the refuge is a cause for concern. This exotic tree can alter the native habitat within a few years, so it must be controlled using herbicides. This is also the case with Giant Salvinia, an exotic water fern, that was found in Champion Lake during 2000. Although Salvinia is not found in this lake anymore due to floods washing it away, it is found on many other small ponds on and off the refuge that are completely covered by the fern. There is no easy way to control this aggressive exotic. The same can be said for another exotic species, the feral hog, which is causing major damage to native habitat on the refuge.Tree planting is another management tool utilized at the refuge. When tracts are purchased, some are devoid of trees because of prior agricultural uses. Since 1995, over 70,000 oak, ash, and cypress bare-root seedlings have been planted throughout the refuge. Although our primary reason for planting is to restore a bottomland hardwood forest ecosystem, there are some secondary benefits. Since these areas are preserved in perpetuity, these plantings serve as a great way to sequester carbon, a major cause of greenhouse gases. The refuge plays host to the Rafinesque’s big-eared bat, a state-threatened species. These cavity roosting bats require hollow trees to survive cold in the winter and raise their pups in the early summer. Older tupelo and cypress trees found on the refuge provide at least 10 known roosting sites in the relatively young forest, however the approximately 100 bats spend most of their time in artificial roost structures shaped like towers provided by Bat Conservation International for the refuge. These towers are where the bats spend most of their time as the species waits for the forest to grow older and provide more hollow trees. Refuge staff takes advantage of the easy-to-access towers by regularly counting the bats, tagging, and radiotracking. The radiotracking efforts help study the maternity colony, allowing us to learn more about the little known habits of this rare and mysterious bat.
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Winters Bayou Report

Well the rain stopped. So like good little researchers we headed out into the field, and straight into a huge thunder-storm complete with all the lighting you wanted.But thats ok we been through this before and waited it out at one of the hunters camps.

Sitting in the truck while the rain poured down was alsome. Call me crazy but I do love a good thunder-storm. Also once its over we sometimes get a lot of calls and wood knocks. I guess the big man likes to move  around after a good rain, or maybe it’s because the deer do.

Well we moved into the trees as quiet as we could and were rewarded with some whups, and a long lonely call from a fox. Than some time later an owl piped up with his song. It would seem everyone was up and moving around in the forest. we heard thunder but a pice of sun came out and Travis said he hoped it clears.

After that we just stopped and listened to the forest for a while. It was very quiet now and I love that kind of quiet the forest makes. Even with a bird call and suspicious whistle now and then. We heard knocks and moved slowly toward the area and found nothing, but heard them again in a new area. we’ve played this game of find my knocks before and didn’t play. Travis and Toby found a large jawbone and we looked that over and took pics. We also notice the bone had been torn in half. I belive it’s from a large pig and it doe’s take some strength to pull one apart.

We moved back to the truck and met up with Brandon. He was wanting to check the gamcams we had  out for two weeks now. It’s a three-mile hike down a closed park road and Toby and I had had enough for the day. So the boys went on.

This is their report: Travis said the water was way up in the creek and they had to wade to get to the cams. The forest was very still and they felt a bit un easy in this area today. While changing out the sd cards they were startled by the braking sound of a large tree and it hitting the ground. they went off to investigate but were puzzled by the strange fact they could not find the downed tree. The clouds were moving in again and the thunder was back so with a three-mile walk and rain moving in,they said this mystery would have to white tell next time.

I i am posting some of the pics from the gamecams hope y’all like them.

What Do They Know?

I have been running across this question a lot, more and more on the group sites and other blogs. People wanting to know what the Government knows about Sasquatch,and if there is a cover up going on. Well I would say yes the Government knows about them and maybe there is a cover up. But I really don’t think that they need to cover much up. Lets face it most of the public thanks we are all nuts and the hoaxers  finish us off  in style. If you go to a Ranger station and tell them what you saw, they will take your report very nicely and then file it with  the others they’ve taken that month. Yes belive me they know very well about the big man. Some may have had sightings of their own and I have had them talk about it, but most don’t and I don’t blame them for it.

I’m going to tell a story about what happened to me in the San Juan mountains back about 1980. I was probably around eight thousand feet and I had come across a trail full of tracks. These tracks were very large, but mixed in were smaller ones to. I was very intrigued and I turned down this trail that promised the take me  to a much higher elevation. I had been in the mountains for about three weeks before I found this trail. O and the tracks went both ways.

It was early after noon  and I followed the trail for several hours before I set up camp for the night. Along the way I found some wild strawberries and picked some and some leaves to make tea with. I had a little jar of honey to sweeten it with, and the leaves do make a good drink. I layed out a fire on a small hill that over looked the trail and  small creek where I got water for the night. Well I rolled up in my old sleeping bag and watched the stars get brighter and brighter, and slowly fell asleep. But I woke a lot to a smell of bad eggs or bad potatoes. Sometimes it seemed very close.

Getting back to my main point that morning I broke camp and went back to following that trail. several hours later I ran in to some fellows that introduced them selfs has Federal trackers and some wildlife people who promptly told me that this area was closed and that I should move out of the area now. So I did as I was told and I walk from the area.

I did ask about it a few weeks later at the ranger station and was told there was no one in that area and  that I should forget about it. I didn’t forget. But in my opinion yes the government knows and doesn’t talk about it much. But a cover up. I don’t think that they need a cover up but maybe here and there.

The impact on many of the small towns that relies on the lumber and recreation industry would be hurt I imagine and jobs will be lost. But I don’t really care if we prove to the world that he is real. Yes I just said that. The government likes it just the way it is.  And than nothing has to change. And we  can keep on looking and fussing at one another, and hoaxers can keep on keeping on. O has anyone ever thought that the hoaxers are on the Government payroll.lol Just something to think on. O great a new consperiesy.

Until The Next Time Hermit

StubbleField New Report

We went Back to StubbleField to try and catch more sounds and to see what we might see. This time we had Lupe and Filipe and a new guy David.

It had been raining and that had cooled things off very nicely. The air had a clean just washed feel to it and I  hoped that would make sound carry farther tonight. We were back out in the middle of the forest and I truly love this area. And the night brings out a beauty  unmatched anywhere else.

I layed back in the bed of the truck to watch the sky clear. One by one  the stars began to show themselves in the sky, and small breezes brought out sweet smell of weeds and pine, damp earth. I could hear drops of water drip off the trees and the quiet voices of the guys setting up for their nights work.

This would prove to be a good night to because before we had  set up, we started getting calls in the distance and more in answer not far from us. We got ready to record and werent disappointed because the night become feeled with sound. The big man was talking tonight.

Wood knocks came from all sides and Lope and Brandon walked out to where they could see movement and found a deer hiding in the trees and bushes. It seems the big man might be  hunting this night.

We broke into groups and lope and Brandon walked into the trees and disappeared. Felipe and I tried to record it all. Brandon and Lope were gone for a couple of hours and thought they might have been followed. Trees were moving in front of us but there was no more wind. So we began to watch that area closely but caught only fleeting movement here and there in the darkness. Than all was suddenly quiet.

We broke into groups again and went into the trees. we found many  large and small broken trees and then found a large tree limb stuck in the ground and three very old bottles stuck in the ground upside down. We studied on this for a good while. To us there seemed to a significant to the whole scene of broken trees and the stick and bottles. It was an amazing night and I just love doing field work in the piney woods of Texas.

Until Next Time Hermit

stubblefleid friday Night Report

Brandon and I went back out to lake Stubblefield for more sound work. We had driven out to a very remote area in the back of the national forest. Here you find yourself very much alone. No cell phones work out here, and you can feel a bit like you have just step out into another world, and if you thank about it you really have. You see this is his world. There are no tv and no cell phones and the only  food is what you can pick from the trees or what you can dig from the ground or hunt. There is something we have to keep in mind while we go out in the field looking for him and that is this is his home and he knows how  to hide in this world of his.

Brandon and I began the set up our sound equipment and right away we started to hear teeth clicking and some quiet whistles. Already it was be gaining to be a good night. But it soon got very quiet. We sat in the back of the truck to just listen to the night. And the moon began to rise from behind the trees and it shone  with a soft light that lit the forest around us so well I put my nightvison away and watched the trees without it.

We did hear sounds like whups and what I call monkey gruts. It didn’t seem that for away and I got them on tape. About 40 yards away we heard a voice so low it could only be described as a whisper. This went on a good while. Till in front of us there was a very loud call, and then another in the place where the whisper was.

All in all it had been a good night for us but Brandon was tried and had been sick a long time. So we picked up our gear and said goodnight to the man in the woods. And I had to wonder what he thought of us who sit out in his woods to listen to him talk and if the whispers were about us.

Well Until The Next Time The Hermit