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Scary Night On The Lone Star Trail

Posted by b garrett on August 31, 2012 at 12:40 AM Comments comments (2)

This happened to Travis and I about fourteen years ago, while we were on an investigation on the Lone Star Trail. We had been getting reports from people we would meet on the trail that you did not want to camp about six miles up from the trail head.

 

This area is near Cold springs Texas. We had not made it into that area yet. We had been spending time on the other side of the trail head So like all good researcher’s we began to make plans to get in this area and do some tracking.

 

After a couple weeks planning we set of to walk the six or so miles in and were amazed at the amount of food baring trees, and gape vines in this area. We came across deer, rabbits, and lots of hog sign.

 

Well we found a wounderfull camp site that had been used before in what I thought were years past. We could not understand why anyone who loved the lonely places like us would not want to camp here.

 

We set up our camp and Travis layed out a fire to lite later. We walked on down the trail to do some more tracking and found a cold water creek comeing up from the ground and flowing on into the forest. I told Travis that if I were the big man this is the place I would chose to live.

 

Walking on we came the to San Jacinto river. There we found more grapes,wild plums and lots of deer and more hog sign. There were fish in the river and freshwater clams. This was a great habitat for the big man to live in.

 

Making It back to camp we sat down to watch the shadows grow long on the ground and waited for the stars to show themselves in the sky. The sweet small of pine was everywhere. I told Travis lets don’t lite the fire, lets just listen to the night. I am telling you the night brings the best music in the world. The stars are better than any TV.

 

There came a smell on the wind that we knew well. We had smelled it many times. We had a Sasquatch near by. I could hear some moving around behind the camp. It was coming closer to us! But that was ok, we had this happen before.

 

There was a row of eight to ten inches round pines right next to my right side. Those pines began to shake as something was coming through them right at me! The screams were making my ears ring. I saw huge hands coming right for my head and so I dropped to one knee and put my shotgun in this enraged Sasquatches middle. I was about to shoot this thing, but it backed off quickly.

 

Travis went for the fire and I stood at his back shaking the whole time. Lord this thing wants to kill us! Travis got the fire going and this thing I realized was a female.

 

I put our two small camp lamps at the back of the tents so she couldn’t come in that way again without us seeing her. The whole time we were lilting camp fire and gas lamps she was screaming and throwing sticks and dirt and small pine trees at us and everywhere else.

 

We had rocks thrown at us before and sticks and dirt, but never had we feared for our lives like this.

 

Well she screamed in rage at us through the whole night and went round and round our camp just out of the light. She threw stuff at us and when It would suddenly get quiet was the worse of it all because we didn’t know where she was.

 

We stayed put because I was not going to do six miles in the dark with her on our back trail.

 

I swear we didn’t think morning was ever going to come,and we were so cold and shaking with no control. I realized that we were in some kind of shock.O and we had no dam cell service out there.

We broke camp at daylight and made the six miles back in short time. Travis and I found her tracks and discovered that she had a bad foot with toes turned under. A few weeks later we came back with a full crew and made casts of her prints. She was none to happy to see us again too.

 

I have been going through some of my old reports.All the way back to the 1970s and 80s and 90s some have been lost in moving. But I plan to write them on this Blog and I hope that my readers will like to hear them.

 

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JoAnne Gaiazzi says:

August 29, 2012 at 6:59 pm (Edit)

love hearing about your adventures, Bob.

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Strange Night At Stubblefield Lake

Posted by b garrett on August 31, 2012 at 12:35 AM Comments comments (0)

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Strange Night At Stubblefield Lake

Well I’ll tell you I’m no ghost hunter, but because of some of the places we do our field work, we do run into some very strange stuff. Deep in this remote part of the National Forest there has been a few body’s dumped and it’s sad to say more than one hunter has been killed by other hunters who mistake them as deer.

 

We also do field work in an area where in the 1800s up to the 1900s lumber was cut and a large sawmill town burned to the ground. Lumberjacks were killed while working at their trade. Some lost limbs and other just flat never came out of the forest it has been said.

 

Also the spanish come through this area and there were Indian tribes living here too. The Mexican army would come this way and there were fights with the Texans and Indians. Just in this one area there are four graveyards and at lest three family graveyards from old homesteads. So it no wonder why some people call this a haunted forest. O and lets not forget my reasons for being out here in the frist place.” Sasquatch’.

Well that’s enough history let’s get back to the strangest night I’ve had in a while. I always bring with me a K-2 meter and I set it on the roof of the truck and just forget about it until it starts lighting up. I bring it because of the rich history and we do have these strange nights sometimes. We were picking up some really great woodknocks and what I call monkey grunts. we also were recording heavey walking and breathing. This going to be a good night I told Travis. He was listening to some very heavy breathing over near the truck. I was on the forest road recording. And a rock, “yes thats right” a rock hit hard near my feet! It was thrown so hard it broke apart! Well I’ve been hit with sticks, dirt and rocks but this I think was mint to do more than hurt.

 

I picked up my night vision camcorder and was about that time I got real cold and then I got real cold again and again. I was cold put I was sweating! Than all my batters went dead. I called Travis over with his camara and it went dead. He ran to the truck for more and started takeing photos as he walked back.

 

I finally got more batters in and turned the recorder back on and my camcorder and than it just stopped working. Well I stood there realizing I have no more batters to use and I didn’t like this at all. I can take the bigguy throwing things and yelling at me, hell once I had one come into my camp mad as hell! But I will tell you right now I will never make fun of ghost hunters again. They just won my respect this night! I’m a Sasquatch tracker and want nothing to do with ghosts.lol

 

Well Travis and I were as drained as our batters. It was time to cut this night short and go home. No camping tonight by golly home all the way. But we get so whats ghost hunters call EVPs and they are some wick evil sounding stuff.

 

I’m going to let the team members who wont there hear them and get filepe to help me get them out on the net.

 

This Is Not Over The Hermit

 

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August 23, 2012 at 3:56 am (Edit)

cant wait to hear what you have! remember that photo of those large orbs , and one with the face in it? was this the same area? excited about your audio, this should be great!

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Yes I rember and this is the same place Lita

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Some Things You might Need To Know If Your New. from texasbigfoot.com

Posted by b garrett on August 30, 2012 at 1:00 PM Comments comments (0)

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So you want to search for Bigfoot but need to know what to bring? Let me help you out with some items and tricks you may need to know.

 

Gear

What you need to go Bigfooting is your normal camping gear including flashlights, bath items etc.

WATER! You can’t get enough water that’s for sure.

 

Bigfoot Gear

This is the guts of what you’ll need. Camera, camcorder, recorder for recording sounds. Quickset plaster, mixing container, spoons, water to mix plaster. Measuring tape (I use the ribbon type for sewing). Hair spray (for setting ground before casting print). Magnifying glass (for looking at hair samples). Plastic bags (for collecting hair samples or any other kind of samples). Tweezers (for collecting hair samples). Binoculors

 

How To Plaster Cast A Print

The first step is to document your find by taking picture of the print using a measuring tape for

size comparison. Then check for hair samples in the print area. (Break out the magnifying glass.)

Then do the following…

Break out the plaster and pour it into your container about 1/4 of the box. Mix in water and the plaster together as much as possible Stir the mix till it’s like a thick soup. Spray the print with hair spray to set the soil so you don’t bring up alot of soil into the print. Try and use sticks as support for the cast like a concreter would use re-bar in concrete. Pour the mix in the center and spread out with a spoon. Fill in the edges with the spoon carefully and try and not overspill the plaster. Wait approx.15-30 minutes dependent on soil conditions, dampness, and ambnient temperature. Once the print is hard, carefully pull up from around the print to loosen the soil around it. Now you have properly casted Sasquatches footprint! If you need to make a cast in snow, there is a product called Snow Print Wax that can be sprayed

into the track to make a shell before the plaster is poured in. However, the ‘shell’ of this cast is

very soft, as it is wax, rather than plaster. The wax shell can melt if left in the sun. It is also easy to

scratch this soft material. It will pick up very fine detail, but this is not always necessary for most

animal tracks. If you do not need the fine details, then don’t worry about the wax melting off or

being scratched. Snow Print Wax will work just fine and will allow you to make a cast that couldn’t

be made with just plaster alone due to the heat given off by the reaction.

 

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Mystery In The Piney Woods Update

Posted by b garrett on July 3, 2012 at 1:15 PM Comments comments (2)

Well we are leaving our gamecams for one more week, than we will move some of them in deeper saturday. Lupe, Brandon, and two new member will tackle this new undertaking. We have so much ground to cover in this section,about thereunder square miles.

that's why we are trying to put together a new team to help cover this area. We also have many larger areas than this that we will be moving into in a few months so a bigger team is needed. For any of you texas boys who thank they might want to try this out just tell me in comments

and I will get back to you as soon as I can. Keep in mind that this is not a trail hick, we go into the deep woods off the trails and its hot work in the summer time. We need good hardy souls to do this. We are also planning some night work now that we have one full team.

This is a great spot to do field work, there are a lot of reported sighting here and I hope something good come out of our hard work.

Let us know if you have a report to share you can do it here, and I will be glad to talk to you,

Thanks Bob

FieldReport: The River

Posted by b garrett on July 3, 2012 at 1:15 PM Comments comments (0)

The night had cooled off and had become nice. We sat in the darkness by the water for a good while,just listening to the frogs and a gator somewhere in the distant. Fish was hitting the water feeding and I wish I had my poll to throw out a few time. I was laughing at Travis because the frogs were so loud it was all he could here in the earphones and it was hurting his ears

We desided to Move on to a very remote area away from the water and set up for sound. It was very dark sitting in these piney woods but the smell of sweet pine was in the air and I just love that.The moon was haunting slowly coming out of the trees. Here all was quiet, and we sat there enjoying this world that was the east Texas piney woods.

Like I said it was very quiet almost to quiet Travis said and we set up to listen closer. We heard pine needles drop and leaves fall.The wind would pick up now and then. But than we hear a few large sticks brake and then nothing for a long time. The wind picked up again and brought with it the smell of fresh dug earth. maybe its pigs Travis said but it sounds more like digging thru the mic than rutting like pigs.

IT was very late and we had heard no sounds of the big man and decided to go back to the water for a while.Travis began to back up and we hit something!Thinking it was a bush Travis pulled up some and then backed up some more and truck was moved and at that time something begain to pound on the backend and then the side.I told Travis go-go and we went from the area.

We stopped by the boat ramp and found and took photos of what seems to be large hand and finger prints. I need to add that we saw nothing do this but felt it all. We are making no claims of what it was. But it was a wild night is all I will say.

Until Next Time The Hermit

Stubblefield Night Report

Posted by b garrett on July 3, 2012 at 1:10 PM Comments comments (0)

The night had cooled off and had become nice. We sat in the darkness by the water for a good while,just listening to the frogs and a gator somewhere in the distant. Fish was hitting the water feeding and I wish I had my poll to throw out a few time. I was laughing at Travis because the frogs were so loud it was all he could here in the earphones and it was hurting his ears

We desided to Move on to a very remote area away from the water and set up for sound. It was very dark sitting in these piney woods but the smell of sweet pine was in the air and I just love that.The moon was haunting slowly coming out of the trees. Here all was quiet, and we sat there enjoying this world that was the east Texas piney woods.

Like I said it was very quiet almost to quiet Travis said and we set up to listen closer. We heard pine needles drop and leaves fall.The wind would pick up now and then. But than we hear a few large sticks brake and then nothing for a long time. The wind picked up again and brought with it the smell of fresh dug earth. maybe its pigs Travis said but it sounds more like digging thru the mic than rutting like pigs.

IT was very late and we had heard no sounds of the big man and decided to go back to the water for a while.Travis began to back up and we hit something!Thinking it was a bush Travis pulled up some and then backed up some more and truck was moved and at that time something begain to pound on the backend and then the side.I told Travis go-go and we went from the area.

We stopped by the boat ramp and found and took photos of what seems to be large hand and finger prints. I need to add that we saw nothing do this but felt it all. We are making no claims of what it was. But it was a wild night is all I will say.

Until Next Time The Hermit

Hoaxing Whats The Point..

Posted by b garrett on June 12, 2012 at 2:20 PM Comments comments (0)

When I go into the field what I look for is a good clear photo of the big man, or some good video. I also look for foot prints to cast or even an audio recording to put in my library. I would love to find some good DNA. I have to tell you that field work in damn hard work,I mean it is hot and dry in my neck of the woods and sun stroke is always a worry with us.

 

What I’m saying is this work is hard enough and sometime with only little to show for your efforts. When you do find something that makes this all worth while to you. So many times it’s not that great to the bigfoot community and there are a lot of harsh critics out there just waiting to bust your chops.

 

So I say what is the point of hoaxing. This just does no one any good and the person who does it seems to always get found out. I will name no one here because that’s not my way. But it really bothers me to see my team work so hard in the field to bring our little bit to the world just to see a big time HOAXSER getting attention in all the blogs and BigFoot news reports. There are a lot of us who are working hard in the field who have a lot to say that is true. We have our own personal experiences we could tell.

 

By giving these HOAXERS time all we are doing is giving them what they want, ATTENTION! I want to hear about the people who are working hard to really bring something to the world about BigFoot. Those men and women who are out there on their days off, sweating in the field and working hard to bring something to the table for all to see. People who are honest in there work.

 

So its time to stop giving the HOAXSERS want they want and to get back to the real boots on the ground. The real field workers and there real experiences.

 

Until Next Time The Hermit

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March

Posted by brandon garrett on March 25, 2011 at 5:25 PM Comments comments (0)

We recently spent four days in Lake Conroe/San Jacinto river area. Camped in the campground in a spot further back. The first night we set two game cameras up in a spot that served as a good corridoor and crossing spot. Close to evening we could hear an obviously primate scream sounding much like a guelia coming from the woods behind the camp. That night there was much activity around the camp in the trees behind us and on the other side. Many more vocalizations, bipedal footsteps, limbs breaking, and movement in the trees. Shining a flashlight around and snapping random photos caught some possible eye shines. Later that night there were two eyes reflecting light from the gas lantern that was hung on a post. The eyes were somewhat low to the ground then suddenly raised up to maybe 6'6" or 7". They continued moving in a swaying motion ocasionly dropping back down then raising up high again for maybe a minute. While reaching for the camera then turning back around they disapereaed. 

  The next day we checked the game cameras and found one to not be working and the having not been tripped. We scouted around in boats and on foot looking for tracks and a place to watch that night we found an island that looked promising, we went back to camp to eat then returned to the island after dark only to find it covered with feral hogs. So we floated around for awhile listening. We later paddled to a bridge and sat on it for a bit. While on the bridge we could hear a moaning sound coming towards us through the trees coming from a small slough that is conected to the river. There were two beavers by the water that quickly went into the water as it came closer to them and swam away. Suddenly the moaning sound stopped as it came to the road and we could hear other vocalizations and movement on the other side of the river as well. Later could hear the beavers on a large island on the overside of the bridge. We were trying to get a picture of the beavers and snapping pictures of the island, after later looking at the pictures there seemed to be a possible brownish head very high above the ground that appeared between two trees in one of the photos that was not in the others of the same spot. Things quieted down so we decided walk back to camp and drive back to get the kayaks. As we crossed the bridge a small animal looking like a river otter ran across at the trail at the end of the bridge infront of us. When we got to where it crossed we look around with the flashlights and found it watching us from inside the brush. We could see the eyes reflecting the light but it was not visible enough to get a possitive identification.  Later that night we again heard something walking bipedaly around the camp. There were many vocalizations through out the night around us and in different areas close by and further away. They appeared to be calling then answering each other. Later while everyone was in the tent resting there was a sound of something flying through the trees then a bang in the camp. After investigating we found a large rock close to the fire that was not there before. 

 The next day we scouted around on foot in different areas then met up around dusk to drive to another campground nearby. The sun was setting as we arived so we set up a voice recorder and listened. We could hear many vocalizations nearby. Then something started moving back and forth in the trees beside us. We listened to it for quite some time. Later another joined it on the other side doing the same thing. After sometime the noises stopped so we left and returned to camp. We set another camera where most of the movement was coming from the previous night. Again there was movement in that same area this night. Later in the night we could hear a feral hog sqealing like it was being hurt and thumping sounds coming from the direction of the island we where wanting to stay the privious night. Then after the squeals stopped there was a whooping noise in a whistely high pitched sound. Then anwers coming from different directions. After a few moments there was many voises in a primate sounding chatter coming from the same area.  After about two hours the same thing happened again coming from a different direction. Later on closer to sunrise thre was a whistlly chirping sound and foot steps comeing from behind our camp with answers coming from infront of the camp. Each time they were heard the would in a diferent spot. The sounds behind us would sound more stessful and sternish each time and answers sounded almost pleadful. After a few moments of this there were foot steps in the trees about fifteen feet behind the tent. Then both sounds were behind us, now with one voice sounding scounful and the answers sounding apolegetic. The was a hooting sound simular to an owl but not exactly, more like an imitation coming from aways away. And they both left in that dircetion. 

 That day we picked up camp because we had to leave that day. We were told that several forest service offials were going to stay there the next day and they were demanding our spot and the two spots across from us. After being told that the park host and a forrest service official were in one of the spots demanded talking. We could hear the conversation and the topic of people using these spots looking for what is out there was mentioned. Later after picking up the camp and parking the vehicles we paddle up river but could only get so far due to that fact that we had a dog with us in one of the kayaks and kept finding alagators so for safety reasons decided to turn around and head back.

cast

Posted by brandon garrett on September 23, 2010 at 7:39 AM Comments comments (0)

 Friday three of us went to an area near Coldspring, Tx to scout an area to place a camera trap. We chose to place the trap in this area due to activity witnessed by two of our researches last year. As we were walking the trail to the area of interest we found several tracks leading off a game trail onto the main hiking trail(Lone Star Hiking Trail) and photographed the better ones. We decided on the placement of the camera trap and left the area. 

 Later we drove to another area nearby that has had recent activity and many sightings. Two of us walked down the trail to an area on a creek with a small sandbar where footprints have been found before. As we were looking around we could hear something moving to the side of us, at first we thought maybe a deer or feral hog but as we listened we realized it was neither of the two. We stood listening for about fifteen minutes or so with binoculars scanning the area were the movement was coming from but could see nothing. The noise seemed to be coming closer to us and it was not a thick area so we could see some distance into the trees,yet could never see what was there. The movement sounded maybe twenty or so yards away. Then we got a call on the radio from our third researcher who was by our vehicle and all the noise stopped, we stood there for a few more minutes then returned to our vehicle.

  The next day two researchers returned to get a cast of the footprints and place the camera trap yet was not able to do so because of the weather. They drove around looking at other areas then returned home. Two days later they returned to place the trap and found several new prints that were made after the rain. They took a cast of one of the best ones. We have posted a picture of the cast which is thirteen and three quarter inches long and seems after analysis to have been crippled. More study will be done on the cast and the findings will be posted. 

Sam Houston National Forest Bigfoot Hunt

Posted by brandon garrett on September 14, 2010 at 3:55 AM Comments comments (0)

We are currently doing a hunt in an undisclosed area of The Sam Houston National Forest in East Texas. I have had many experiences in this particular area and am now conducting a hunt there with some others of our organization. We are in the third day of our investigation at this point. On the first day we took canoes to an island that I was camping on a few weeks ago. 

While on this island camping I could hear something very loudly come up out of the water stepping up onto the land. After awhile it started walking back and forth along the shore line of the island while two others appeared, one behind the camp and one beside of it. They had the camp surrounded and where communicating back and forth to each other  in a chirping like sound that seemed to resemble a type of language. The one by the water would mess with the canoe and a few times rang the bells that were on my companions catfish lines that he had out. It was always the same thing, The one by the water would speak then another would speak and it would move to another spot. This went on for awhile as I listened. After some time they moved off and I could hear them moving through the water to a different island(we were on an island that is part of a cluster of islands). My companions were all asleep and I was the only one awake watching the fire and keeping watch for feral hogs which there is a very large population in this area and can be a real danger. After some time I could hear them moving through the water back in our direction and communicating among themselves. They came back onto the island that we were on and dispersed back into their previous positions as before.   Doing the same things as before. Seemed to be very curious about us and what we were doing. This went on for several more hours until day break when they finaly did move off again. Before the sun came up and they left there was one who came up close too me hiding inside some palmettos within maybe ten feet from me. I could hear it quietly moving through the palmettos so I shined my flashlight into them and saw two eyes looking back at me so I told my companion who was sitting beside me to look and as he moved his head to look the eyes closed and the face moved to the side becoming harder to see. The color was very similar to the dead palmettos so it was very well camouflaged in them and he could not see anything. As the sun came up I could hear them move off again causing a loud splash as they intered the water and crossed to another island. Later I could see a head and shoulder watching us from the other island.

After canoeing to this island we placed a game cam near the water to see what might move past it then left back to the camp ground where our tent was placed. We eat some dinner then myself and another decided to drive down a dirt road near the camp with a spot light and a camera to see what we could find. We only saw one car as we drove and no animals were seen.

We went back to the camp and settled down for the night. At this time there were only two of us left, the others had left. We got in the tent and settled down for bed leaving all but one window open on the tent so we could see out and have ventilation. The one window we shut was facing a flood light that was shining through so we shut it to block the light. Later that night I was awaken by a loud splash in the lake that we were next to. Then many vocalization through out the night all around the area with thing being hit very hard in different areas. Once behind our tent by the window that was shut I could hear something walking then a loud bang on a metal sign near our truck. Later some chattering then more foot steps leading away. Another loud bang on a wooden sign as it moved off. This went on all through the night until around five. Several times in different spots there were vocalizations and loud bangs. 

The next day we headed back to the island to check the camera and move it to a different spot we had agreed on the night before. We hung fruit from a tree and moved the camera facing the fruit and a clearing off a game trail hoping the fruit would draw some attention and curiosity. Before we left we checked for any  pictures of the night before. There were three taken, none of which showed what set the camera off. It could have been anything. 

As we headed back to camp we could hear chattering vocalizations in a spot on shore, as we neared the spot they seemed to get more intense, maybe as a warning to us or others of there kind about us. Near the spot it sound was coming from there was movement in the trees and the sound of sticks breaking as it moved. Nothing could be seen from the water though.

We packed our stuff and headed home and will return in a couple days to check the camera.

Two of our initial group returned to get the camera on Sunday. Again there were

pictures taken yet noting was visible on the pictures.


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