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April: Treepeekers is born with Intention of Connection to ‘others’ with intimate BF experiences…

May: Movie Shoot on tour with FACEBOOK FIND BIGFOOT‘s Jack Barnes< Max Meridius> Bob T (sasquatchsounds.com) & Me(Treepeekers) out there getting Flir shots of BF talking & tree shaking + more discovered during later analysis….as well as shots that  I got with a hand held flir in my neighborhood of two or three one definitely peeking behavior smooth and fast + who knows what else they may have that was found…this movie length documentary is in the final stages of post production by the Australian film crew and with any luck maybe out this spring…. GO Aussies!…

June: Treepeekers documentaries keep ‘rolling and filing’ with all sorts of new discoveries (yet to be released)…

July: Treepeekers continues to grow with it’s all time high day of 641 reads in one day a spike that was due to a review from FACEBOOK FIND BIGFOOT‘s Jack Barnes…

August: JP Smith contacts me about my interactions with BF and my ideas about how to where when & why start to gel… work begins in new venues with www.redbubble.com treepeekers/laughinsquatch Art on sale for hoodies, t’s, post cards, posters, canvas  everything in one place!

September: JP & I decide to team up against the world! Communion begins with interviews with Dennis & Jeff… “Squoaching”‘ Sasquatch Encounter Coaching’ concept with 20 clients world wide all have success within a few attempts…

October: I begin interviews for my part in “Communion with Sasquatch” and have live encounters while on the phone during interviews I also have a ‘paranormal experience LIVE as well… ‘Easy steps to Encounters’ book based on my experiences guiding or  ’Squoaching’ folks with my field tested strategies also begins…

November: Treepeekers Publishing facebook page is created to announce the up coming events Treepeekers is sponsoring…First Radio Interview is on Near Skeptics & Believers blogtalkradio & has record listeners having a lot of fun! Treepeekers/youtubeChannel is born and now has 10o up loads 120 subscribers and 9000 views….

December: Discoveries of pod structure, eyeshine, and local territorial rotations, sasquatch farming and ‘other’ discoveries are experienced & Treepeekers is documenting everything daily and writing editing the books is steady… So long 2011 it was a good year…

FOLKS there was so much more! I want to let you know that the terms ‘expeditions and research‘ are to me not accurate AND  from now on I’m  going to call them simply  ’INTERACTIONS’ because although I am gathering information always, AND since  I’m not disconnected from the events. ..then it’s as Einstein says “From experience we know”…Get me?

January 2012: It’s been a feverish pace in 2012 with non stop action in the field almost daily new amazing vids with some great ‘easy to see’ sasquatch captured in them.. the books are almost ready and plans to release buy no later than January 26 2012 are at hand with a release tour like never before in the planning stages Treepeekers “100th Hominid Tour” Incorporating never before attempted technologies live steaming webinars and BOTH live  hosted field techniques & encounters shows… ‘FINGERPEEKERS’ kIDS DIVISION OF TREEPEEKERS IS BORN 1ST FINGERPEEKERS EXPEDITION PRODUCES SEVERAL CLASS B’s parents and kids love this! Collaboration with nature scape realist artist Alex Evans on a life size and as real as possible model + consultation on ‘pod life & structure’ for Posters and web pages + BF conference in May where Treepeekers  are invited speakers…. appearance on Midnightwalkers blogtalkradio

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A long time ago a widow lived with her one daughter at the old town of Känuga on Pigeon river. The girl was of age to marry, and her mother used to talk with her a good deal, and tell her she must

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be sure to take no one but a good hunter for a husband, so that they would have some one to take care of them and would always have plenty of meat in the house. The girl said such a man was hard to find, but her mother advised her not to be in a hurry, and to wait until the right one came.

Now the mother slept in the house while the girl slept outside in the âsï. One dark night a stranger came to the âsï wanting to court the girl, but she told him her mother would let her marry no one but a good hunter. “Well,” said the stranger, “I am a great hunter,” so she let him come in, and he stayed all night. Just before day he said he must go back now to his own place, but that he had brought some meat for her mother, and she would find it outside. Then he went away and the girl had not seen him. When day came she went out and found there a deer, which she brought into the house to her mother, and told her it was a present from her new sweetheart. Her mother was pleased, and they had deersteaks for breakfast.

He came again the next night, but again went away before daylight, and this time he left two deer outside. The mother was more pleased this time, but said to her daughter, “I wish your sweetheart would bring us some wood.” Now wherever he might be, the stranger knew their thoughts, so when he came the next time he said to the girl, “Tell your mother I have brought the wood”; and when she looked out in the morning there were several great trees lying in front of the door, roots and branches and all. The old woman was angry, and said, “He might have brought us some wood that we could use instead of whole trees that we can’t split, to litter up the road with brush.” The hunter knew what she said, and the next time he came he brought nothing, and when they looked out in the morning the trees were gone and there was no wood at all, so the old woman had to go after some herself.

Almost every night he came to see the girl, and each time he brought a deer or some other game, but still he always left before daylight. At last her mother said to her, “Your husband always leaves before daylight. Why don’t he wait? I want to see what kind of a son-in-law I have.” When the girl told this to her husband he said he could not let the old woman see him, because the sight would frighten her. “She wants to see you, anyhow,” said the girl, and began to cry, until at last he had to consent, but warned her that her mother must not say that he looked frightful (usga’së`ti’yu).

The next morning he did not leave so early, but stayed in the âsï, and when it was daylight the girl went out and told her mother. The old woman came and looked in, and there she saw a great giant, with long slanting eyes (tsul`kälû’), lying doubled up on the floor, with his head against the rafters in the left-hand corner at the back, and his toes scraping the roof in the right-hand corner by the door. She

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gave only one look and ran back to the house, crying, Usga’së`ti’yu! Usga’së`ti’yu!

Tsul`kälû’ was terribly angry. He untwisted himself and came out of the âsï, and said good-bye to the girl, telling her that he would never let her mother see him again, but would go back to his own country. Then he went off in the direction of Tsunegûñ’yï.

Soon after he left the girl had her monthly period. There was a very great flow of blood, and the mother threw it all into the river. One night after the girl had gone to bed in the âsï her husband came again to the door and said to her, “It seems you are alone,” and asked where was the child. She said there had been none. Then he asked where was the blood, and she said that her mother had thrown it into the river. She told just where the place was, and he went there and found a small worm in the water. He took it up and carried it back to the âsï, and as he walked it took form and began to grow, until, when he reached the âsï, it was a baby girl that he was carrying. He gave it to his wife and said, “Your mother does not like me and abuses our child, so come and let us go to my home.” The girl wanted to be with her husband, so, after telling her mother good-bye, she took up the child and they went off together to Tsunegûñ’yï.

Now, the girl had an older brother, who lived with his own wife in another settlement, and when he heard that his sister was married he came to pay a visit to her and her new husband, but when he arrived at Känuga his mother told him his sister had taken her child and gone away with her husband, nobody knew where. He was sorry to see his mother so lonely, so he said he would go after his sister and try to find her and bring her back. It was easy to follow the footprints of the giant, and the young man went along the trail until he came to a place where they had rested, and there were tracks on the ground where a child had been lying and other marks as if a baby had been born there. He went on along the trail and came to another place where they had rested, and there were tracks of a baby crawling about and another lying on the ground. He went on and came to where they had rested again, and there were tracks of a child walking and another crawling about. He went on until he came where they had rested again, and there were tracks of one child running and another walking. Still he followed the trail along the stream into the mountains, and came to the place where they had rested again, and this time there were footprints of two children running all about, and the footprints can still be seen in the rock at that place.

Twice again he found where they had rested. and then the trail led up the slope of Tsunegûñ’yï, and he heard the sound of a drum and voices, as if people were dancing inside the mountain. Soon he came to n eave like a doorway in the side of the mountain, but the rock was so steep and smooth that he could not climb tip to it, but could only

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just look over the edge and see the heads and shoulders of a great many people dancing inside. He saw his sister dancing among them and called to her to come out. She turned when she heard his voice, and as soon as the drumming stopped for a while she came out to him, finding no trouble to climb down the rock, and leading her two little children by the hand. She was very glad to meet her brother and talked with him a long time, but did not ask him to come inside, and at last he went away without having seen her husband.

Several other times her brother came to the mountain, but always his sister met him outside, and he could never see her husband. After four years had passed she came one day to her mother’s house and said her husband had been hunting in the woods near by, and they were getting ready to start home to-morrow, and if her mother and brother would come early in the morning they could see her husband. If they came too late for that, she said, they would find plenty of meat to take home. She went back into the woods, and the mother ran to tell her son. They came to the place early the next morning, but Tsul`kälû’ and his family were already gone. On the drying poles they found the bodies of freshly killed deer hanging, as the girl had promised, and there were so many that they went back and told all their friends to come for them, and there were enough for the whole settlement.

Still the brother wanted to see his sister and her husband, so he went again to the mountain, and she came out to meet him. He asked to see her husband, and this time she told him to come inside with her. They went in as through a doorway, and inside he found it like a great townhouse. They seemed to be alone, but his sister called aloud, “He wants to see you,” and from the air came a voice, “You can not see me until you put on a new dress, and then you can see me.” “I am willing,” said the young man, speaking to the unseen spirit, and from the air came the voice again, “Go back, then, and tell your people that to see me they must go into the townhouse and fast seven days, and in all that time they must not come out from the townhouse or raise the war whoop, and on the seventh day I shall come with new dresses for you to put on so that you can all see me.”

The young man went back to Känuga and told the people. They all wanted to see Tsul`kälû’, who owned all the game in the mountains, so they went into the townhouse and began the fast. They fasted the first day and the second and every day until the seventh-all but one man from another settlement, who slipped out every night when it was dark to get something to eat and slipped in again when no one was watching. On the morning of the seventh day the sun was just coming up in the east when they beard a great noise like the thunder of rocks rolling down the side of Tsunegûñ’yï. They were frightened and drew near together in the townhouse, and no one whispered.

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Nearer and louder came the sound until it grew into an awful roar, and every one trembled and held his breath-all but one man, the stranger from the other settlement, who lost his senses from fear and ran out of the townhouse and shouted the war cry.

At once the roar stopped and for some time there was silence. Then they heard it again, but as if it where going farther away, and then farther and farther, until at last it died away in the direction of Tsunegûñ’yï, and then all was still again. The people came out from the townhouse, but there was silence, and they could see nothing but what had been seven days before.

Still the brother was not disheartened, but came again to see his sister, and she brought him into the mountain. He asked why Tsul`kälû’ had not. brought the new dresses, as he had promised, and the voice from the air said, “I came with them, but you did not obey my word, but broke the fast and raised the war cry.” The young man answered, “It was not done by our people, but by a stranger. If you will come again, we will surely do as you say.” But the voice answered, “Now you can never see me.” Then the young man could not say any more, and he went back to Känuga.

 Käna’sta, The Lost Settlement

Long ago, while people still lived in the old town of Käna’sta, on the French Broad, two strangers, who looked in no way different from other Cherokee, came into the settlement one day and made their way into the chief’s house. After the first greetings were over the chief asked them from what town they had come, thinking them from one of the western settlements, but they said, “We are of your people and our town is close at hand, but you have never seen it. Here you have wars and sickness, with enemies on every side, and after a while a stronger enemy will come to take your country from you, We are always happy, and we have come to invite you to live with us in our town over there,” and they pointed toward Tsuwa`tel’da (Pilot knob). “We do not live forever, and do not always find game when we go for it, for the game belongs to Tsul`kälû’, who lives in Tsunegûñ’yï, but we have peace always and need not think of danger. We go now, but if your people will live with us let them fast seven days, and we shall come then to take them.” Then they went away toward the west.

The chief called his people together into the townhouse and they held a council over the matter and decided at last to go with the strangers. They got all their property ready for moving, and then went again into the townhouse and began their fast. They fasted six days, and on the morning of the seventh, before yet the sun was high, they saw a great company coming along the trail from the west, led by the two men

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who had stopped with the chief. They seemed just like Cherokee from another settlement, and after a friendly meeting they took up a part of the goods to be carried, and the two parties started back together for Tsuwa`tel’da. There was one man from another town visiting at Käna’sta, and he went along with the rest.

When they came to the mountain, the two guides led the way into a cave, which opened out like a great door in the side of the rock. Inside they found an open country and a town, with houses ranged in two long rows from east to west. The mountain people lived in the houses on the south side, and they had made ready the other houses for the new comers, but even after all the people of Käna’sta, with their children and belongings, had moved in, there were still a large number of houses waiting ready for the next who might come. The mountain people told them that there was another town, of a different people, above them in the same mountain, and still farther above, at the very top, lived the Ani’-Hyûñ’tïkwälâ’skï (the Thunders).

Now all the people of Käna’sta were settled in their new homes, but the man who had only been visiting with them wanted to go back to his own friends. Some of the mountain people wanted to prevent this, but the chief said, “No; let him go if he will, and when he tells his friends they may want to come, too. There is plenty of room for all.” Then he said to the man, “Go back and tell your friends that if they want to come and live with us and be always happy, there is a place here ready and waiting for them. Others of us live in Datsu’nalâsgûñ’yï and in the high mountains all around, and if they would rather go to any of them it is all the same. We see you wherever you go and are with you in all your dances, but you can not see us unless you fast. If you want to see us, fast four days, and we will come and talk with you; and then if you want to live with us, fast again seven days, and we will come and take you.” Then the chief led the man through the cave to the outside of the mountain and left him there, but when the man looked back he saw no cave, but only the solid rock.

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The people of the lost settlement were never seen again, and they are still living in Tsuwa`tel’da. Strange things happen there, so that the Cherokee know the mountain is haunted and do not like to go near it. Only a few years ago a party of hunters camped there, and as they sat around their fire at supper time they talked of the story and made rough jokes about the people of old Käna’sta. That night they were aroused from sleep by a noise as of stones thrown at them from among the trees, but when they searched they could find nobody, and were so frightened that they gathered up their guns and pouches and left the place.

 The Unseen Helpers

Ganogwioeoñ, a war chief of the Seneca, led a party against the Cherokee. When they came near the first town he left his men outside

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and went in alone. At the first house he found an old woman and her granddaughter. They did not see him, and he went into the ^as! and hid himself under some wood. When darkness came on he heard the old woman say, “Maybe Ganogwioeoñ is near; I’ll close the door.” After a while he heard them going to bed. When he thought they were asleep he went into the house. The fire had burned down low, but the girl was still awake and saw him. She was about to scream, when he said, “I am Ganogwioeoñ. If you scream I’ll kill you. If you keep quiet I’ll not hurt you.” They talked together, and he told her that in the morning she must bring the chief’s daughter to him. She promised to do it, and told him where he should wait. Just before daylight he left the house.

In the morning the girl went to the chief’s house and said to his daughter, “Let’s go out together for wood.” The chief’s daughter got ready and went with her, and when they came to the place where Ganogwioeoñ was hiding he sprang out and killed her, but did not hurt the other girl. He pulled off the scalp and gave such a loud scalp yell that all the warriors in the town heard it and came running out after him. He shook the scalp at them and then turned and ran. He killed the first one that came up, but when he tried to shoot the next one the bow broke and the Cherokee got him.

They tied him and carried him to the two women of the tribe who had the power to decide what should be done with him. Each of these women had two snakes tattooed on her lips, with their heads opposite each other, in such a way that when she opened her mouth the two snakes opened their mouths also. They decided to burn the soles of his feet until they were blistered, then to put grains of corn under the skin and to chase him with clubs until they had beaten him to death.

They stripped him and burnt his feet. Then they tied a bark rope around his waist, with an old man to hold the other end, and made him run between two lines of people, and with clubs in their hands. When they gave the word to start Ganogwioeoñ pulled the rope away from the old man and broke through the line and ran until he had left them all out of sight. When night came he crawled into a hollow log. He was naked and unarmed, with his feet in a pitiful condition, and thought he could never get away.

He heard footsteps on the leaves outside and thought his enemies were upon him. The footsteps came up to the log and some one said to another, “This is our friend.” Then the stranger said to Ganogwioeoñ: “You think you are the same as dead, but it is not so. We will take care of you. Stick out your feet.” He put out his feet from the log and felt something licking them. After awhile the voice said, “I think we have licked his feet enough. Now we must crawl inside the log and lie on each side of him to keep him warm.” They

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crawled in beside him. In the morning they crawled out and told him to stick out his feet again. They licked them again and then said to him, “Now we have done all we can do this time. Go on until you come to the place where you made a bark shelter a long time ago, and under the bark you will find something to help you.” Ganogwioeoñ crawled out of the log, but they were gone. His feet were better now and he could walk comfortably. He went on until about noon, when he came to the bark shelter, and under it he found a knife, an awl, and a flint, that his men had hidden there two years before. He took them and started on again.

Toward evening he looked around until he found another hollow tree and crawled into it to sleep. At night he heard the footsteps and voices again. When he put out his feet again, as the strangers told him to do, they licked his feet as before and then crawled in and lay down on each side of him to keep him warm. Still he could not see them. In the morning after they went out they licked his feet again and said to him, “At noon you will find food.” Then they went away.

Ganogwioeoñ crawled out of the tree and went on. At noon he came to a burning log, and near it was a dead bear, which was still warm, as if it had been killed only a short time before. He skinned the bear and found it very fat. He cut up the meat and roasted as much as he could eat or carry. While it was roasting he scraped the skin and rubbed rotten wood dust on it to clean it until he was tired. When night came: he lay down to sleep. He heard the steps and the voices again and one said, “Well, our friend is lying down. He has plenty to eat, and it does not seem as if he is going to die. Let us lick his feet again.” When they had finished they said to him,” You need not worry anymore now. You will get home all right.” Before it was day they left him.

When morning came he put the bearskin around him like a shirt, with the hair outside, and started on again, taking as much of the meat as he could carry. That night his friends came to him again. They said, “Your feet are well, but you will be cold,” so they lay again on each side of him. Before daylight they left, saying, “About noon you will find something to wear.” He went on and about midday he came to two young bears just killed. He skinned them and dressed the skins, then roasted as much meat as he wanted and lay down to sleep. In the morning he made leggings of the skins, took some of the meat, and started on.

His friends came again the next night and told him that in the morning he would come upon something else to wear. As they said, about noon he found two fawns just killed. He turned the skins and made himself a pair of moccasins, then cut some of the meat, and traveled on until evening-, when he made a fire and had supper.

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That night again he heard the steps and voices, and one said, “My friend, very soon now you will reach home safely and find your friends all well. Now we will tell you why we have helped you. Whenever you went hunting you always gave the best part of the meat to us and kept only the smallest part for yourself. For that we are thankful and help you. In the morning you will see us and know who we are.”

In the morning when he woke up they were still there–two men as he thought–but after he had said the last words to them and started on, he turned again to look, and one was a white wolf and the other a black wolf. That day he reached home.–Arranged from Curtin, Seneca manuscript.

 The Giants From The West

James Wafford, of the western Cherokee, who was born in Georgia in 1806, says that his grandmother, who must have been born about the middle of the last century, told him that she had beard from the old people that long before her time a party of giants had come once to visit the Cherokee. They were nearly twice as tall as common men, and had their eyes set slanting in their heads, so that the Cherokee called them Tsunil’kälû’, “The Slant-eyed people,” because they looked like the giant hunter Tsul’kälû’ (see the story). They said that these giants lived very far away in the direction in which the sun goes down. The Cherokee received them as friends, and they stayed some time, and then returned to their home in the west.

Another god invoked in the hunting songs is Tsu’l`kalû’, or “Slanting Eyes” (see Cherokee Myths), a giant hunter who lives in one of the great mountains of the Blue Ridge and owns all the game. Others are the Little Men, probably the two Thunder boys; the Little People, the fairies who live in the rock cliffs; and even the De’tsata, a diminutive sprite who holds the place of our Puck. One unwritten formula, which could not be obtained correctly by dictation, was addressed to the “Red-Headed Woman, whose hair hangs down to the ground.”

sound like anyone we know? It’s not a co-incidence… it’s a fact put into folklore that’s been past down as important cultural information from generation to generation… Allegorical and Mythical it serves well in preserving the fact… that can be recognized by today’s researchers…

I look through my binocs and wow now that’s right up close and I think I could perhaps get the shot on my phone if I can aim through the binocs…so that’s what I did… Looking at the clip today I was stunned that when it finally did find the focus it was a fantastic second or two of a auburn in plain site the peekers captured moving in and out and the struggle to keep the lens on the center point was frustrating me no end .. but I did get a few very good moments and can’t wait to down load from the phone to this computer! I also found video files I thought I lost and I’m very excited to go through and take a look see what may be lurking in those earlier attempts at capturing the squatch! I have surprised myself lately with some very good video that I had at the time of the shoot dismissed as useless then years later finding that what I thought I shot and what I actually shot were very different and not only fun but interesting and revealing…so it’s a bit of time watching the old videos and editing the good from the bad in between going out and checking daily for the latest new clues… which reminds me … it’s been 10 days since the city cut back the over growth of willows and that car crashed into their lookout spot at the corner and the first green tree break has appeared fresh new and classic…It never takes long for them to remark the turf when the crews cut the old markers away. I also noticed that they have been “re arranging the furniture” so to speak, getting the forest ready for winter by pulling branches of Laurels down and making evergreen screens to hide behind now as the leaves are beginning to turn and fall has begun… they do this every year as well creating and training the trees and foliage to help them to be invisible to man… The ‘return’ of the migrate-rs is about to happen and I’m hoping to be ready this year to record and capture all the sounds of the arrival… it’s the one night a year when they have a party and they don’t seem to care how much racket they make or who’s listening! Should be in about 5-7 days from now as I got a call from my bros up in Mendocino Co. letting me know they have arrived there and what a racket they made and are still making! Some researchers don’t agree that they migrate but I found that the teenagers and the oldest preteens stay back and the littlest ones that ride on the adults go with and they are gone from April north and return in October south to be around all winter and there are even pods that just pass through on their way further south maybe as far as mexico and central america… just a hunch I have not been able to follow them yet but I plan on it in the future following them around via my super secret Sasquatch techniques and communications! lots of more facts to be revealed folks.. a baby step at a time!

Couple weeks ago the day I was shooting the prints at the bus stop I got carried away and started shooting the area… that corner where they cross over & under etc…I went down into the culvert I had my skate board as I was waiting for the bus to go to work when I saw those tracks …down in the culvert … More…across too… so I set my skate against the tree down where no passer byes could grab it etc…(there were none anyway)! and started to shoot walking the short distances  down in culvert and following the tracks here and there… I would be away from the board and out of eye shot for a few minutes with my attention focused on the tracking… when I first came up out of the culvert my board was against the tree and I thought about the night shot of eyeshine I caught in that spot so I put myself in that position and I felt like I was being watched..but I couldn’t see any with my eye but I know cameras may so I just very quickly snapped a shot looking up hill where the feeling was coming from and then turned around fast and kept tracking… up to the street…across then down 50 yards to the corner at the school and then along the creek side and back and then the bus hadn’t come yet so I was ready to go again and I go down and WHERE”S MY SKATE?! I look around I know where I left it…It was gone… I hope sasquatch has fun trying to ride it! AND I was really wanting them to give it back….that hasn’t happened YET! we’ll see if it is returned… it happens sometimes folks ‘lose’ stuff then it shows up again.. so now I’m riding my bike more… so don’t leave anything ‘FUN’ unattended if squatch are around … it might just “disappear”….

Anyway  my board with BF painted on it as well, Like I said .. I hope they like the new toy!! Fascinating isn’t it!? wonder if they wanted to one up me or try it out or what?! Right? So that was the day, like around noon, and that night I return with the dog to the school it’s about 10:30 pm… I have my night vision and I take the dog around the side and around the  back way,  not the usual play ground gate…and I come around the corner and a big barn owl fly’s out in my face it’s wings fanning me with air as it takes off from a dead stump about 5′ft high..and That wakes me up! !! I’m looking around with NV and see Nothing…

walk out between the buldings and looking nothing…nothing no eye shine no knocks NADA! I let the dog cruise around and I get a chill and I decide time to go back and I start for the main gate… as I get pretty far across, I notice my dogs not with me… I call and he doesn’t come that’s weird?? I pull out my NV and try and see where he is and I spot him… he’s in the little kids playground… ‘Bridge,  slides, etc… and he’s sitting wagging his tail …so I call him again and he’s just staying where he is looking totally cute and like he doesn’t want to come for some reason? I’m starting to get annoyed and I increase my tone to get his attention and he still won’t come.. I’m doing all this as I’ve been walking back toward him and looking in the NV I see his leash is straight out as he’s pulling against it and still sitting and wagging and I follow the leash to a SQUATCH sitting on the ground one hand holding the leash the other over it’s face sort of peek a boo like looking through it’s fingers and I notice a smaller one up at the top of the slide crouching into a ball it’s eyes gleaming in the NV! And as I notice all this in that moment she lets go and he comes to me and I’m about 15 yards away looking through the NV and my mind can’t quite grapple this fact… that I’m looking at 2 squatch one a child the other a bigger sister in the little kid toys at the school yard,,,they were right next to me and I over looked them cause I have always seen them over the fence in the open space… this is the first time I have ever seen them “playing” on the school grounds… where I just was standing a few minutes earlier… I look and look as she just sits there one leg out one up and looking away with her hand covering her face and it felt to me as if it was somehow just as hard for them as it was for me to be in close proximity and groc this all… so I turned and walked away and when I got almost to where I would loose sight I looked again and the little one had gone down the slide and went up the ladder and she just sat and looked through her fingers and I gazed amazed and left… it really was an interesting few moments between us … nothing ‘usual’ at all… it was really interesting that it happened all on the same day… EPIC… left me with a ton of inspiration for this work…more to come for sure now it’s just starting to get good!

I’ve found tracks sign & breaks in it the whole way from the back of the dam where they hang out during day time as it’s fenced and guarded by security posted up on the dam. Anywhere along this creek they maybe hiding day or night even in down town! I found this out recently as went for a look near a tree break  in a abandon lot on the main street…and what I saw was incredible! It was like suddenly I was in the land of the lost! Every thing was way over grown with Ivy up all the huge eucalyptus  laurels oaks & willows… There was no access to the street and a 50′ ft drop down to the water level  and on one side  was a trail… used to be a homeless encampment under the bridge but not anymore… just wild… and as soon as I got to the trail there were several different size tracks going up-stream left during the recent rains. I walked a long scaring up a few deer… and when I just sat and was quite listening to everything I could hear the busy street traffic but it was amazingly calm and peaceful.. then I heard a single knock down stream more in the town so I said hello and after a bit went back up ..I don’t like to get in their way especially since it’s not really ‘the wilds’ and i’m the only one who’s noticed them I stay a healthy distance and try to be as nonchalant as I can… so..

I’m down in the creek at that house and I’m sort of looking around a bit and it’s definitely not as used as last year hardly at all a few old impressions nothing good a break …paths have a lot of deer tracks and I saw some recently used deer beds…  I want to cross to the other side it’s deep and too far to jump so I have to go across a willow that’s growing like a bridge but it requires crashing through a bit of dead branches + stickers… have to … si as I’m making my loud way across I hear a deer just out of sight maybe 10 yards moving away… when I make it across and up to the edge of the back yard looking across a grassy area bout 75 yards from the house to brush line and hundred from me to the other side… I have my strong small binocs to look through.  I’m laying down peeking like a squatch the top of my head is all with binocs peering and the

BIG buck’s horns appear first then his ears and then eyes he can’t see me but knows I gotta be around somewhere and is extremely nervous as it carefully steps out into the open. Then out straight across from me I see a jet black shiny squatch looking carefully at the buck as the buck looks at me and then dashes across the grass right at the squatch and as it crests the top of the ditch it trys to veer but squatch leaps and they meet mid-air and tumble out of sight with not as much commotion as you’ expect. It was silent.. Must of either broke the neck or it got away… so I jump up and dash across sliding so as not to be seen if it’s right there… slowly peering over …nothing! just a wake through the blackberry bushes and into the willows…no sounds either. then I hear Stellar Jays start-up squawking… they are the warning to all in the forest round here and they tell on squatch a lot! it’s about 50 yards further in so I’m not about to try to find a way past those brambles I’m happy with my “wild kingdom” moment how lucky for squatch I scare that buck right to him and who knows he was probably stalking it for years! I hope I won some favor with it… ya think? A couple of nights ago I was working late out at the warehouse on the industrial side of town and I was out with my night vision and the only green belt through there is a block away… used to be a train yard switching and storing and they took out the tracks down where I’m at and a mile or so away is a still working train yard. I found a track in mud there and I heard howls and knocks on occasion so I look around out there and Eyeshine lights up about half  mile  away near the houses at their back fences stop as it opens to the green belt which ends at a fairly large junkyard. They were right next to it and then I could easily see them against the silvery metal back drop as they walked in front inside the yard! REALLY! it was a shocker again I seem to have to reassure my mind that yes this is happening yes this is not supposed to be! And I gazed at this for quite a while tripping out on this  industrial squatch wondering what the heck they might be doing.. Rodents? Fruit? Fun? what ever it is there was a pod… so many too far away to accurately count but between eyshine and the metal back drop making their out line easy to see at least 6-7 maybe more! Conclusion: They seem to go where ever they want at night…there is no boundary as of yet still … they get around!