Not that it really matters for anything, and nowhere in particular to put it, so here is fine.
And for anyone who might be interested for a minute or two or sorry to bother you,
or might be willing to give one of those rat's ass hot items I keep hearing about..
or just something to peruse over the coffee...
When I started this thread, those two nights were at:
http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=9018 and then at
http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=1350 for first visits of the year. Nothing seen or heard to note.
The next Sunday, I was made aware of an account concerning an evenings observations a week ago, not too very far away from where I was at the same time, same mountain range anyway, which happened to mention that brilliant full moon, involving continuous crashing in creekside brush, a very low rumbling growling, and huge footprints on the boggy edge of the water. So much so, that a longtime outdoorsish couple got scared enough for the first time to leave a campsite at dark. Woo-hoo! A good and recent lead.....that's why. I'm there. Get there that night, just before sunset. As it happens, that location was very near this one:
http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=2110. Interesting accounts.
So I get to this valley at about 8:30. Sun getting low. Found the exact location. Checking out the area. Start down through the brush to start walking waterside looking to see if any tracks remained after a week. I wasn't there, stomping around through the brush and mud and sand and goop, for about ten minutes when I heard an unusual sound, a sound unlike any that I've ever heard before. From the ridge above and to the north, maybe up 500' and over about a half-mile, I heard what sounded like a fairly loud bark. Very short, fairly distant, deep pitch, seemed to be loud to even be heard as well as I did. I would spell it "Rark!" Well, that caught my attention. Nothing certain. But noted. I scoured the immediate area as well as I could in the half-hour of light as it quickly turned to the last hints of twilight on the western horizon. Beautiful location. Water had been high at some point in the days earlier, fisherman's tracks, deer tracks, duck tracks, but no tracks, bummer. So I'm rolling out my air-mattress, sleeping bag and blankets, and other stuff to snooze in the back of my truck. Heard Drudge talk with Bill Gertz about N. Korea fueling a missile and wondered what the morning news might be. Clear-skies, no weather, no bugs, no tent. Perfect, under the brilliant stars, watched a hundred satellites and half-a-dozen shooting stars. In the middle of this, I hear, from the same spot on the ridge above, very loud and clear, sharp wood-knocking. I've heard this several times now and have become convinced, within reasonable qualifications, that these knocks are very likely a means of communication between these things. That doesn't mean all, that doesn't mean every, that doesn't mean....I'll try to express what the rate of the knocks was like; 1..2..34..5,6..7..8. It was Sunday night. The weekenders and fisherman were gone. There was no one else in this valley at all when I showed up, or at least no cars or camps. And this was pretty far up on a rugged climb at about 10,500'. Would somebody be up there now doing those things? Or could those people possibly have bumped into one or more of these creatures, in an area that may provide a home, or seasonal home for some of them? Interesting thoughts to eventually fall asleep to. Heard nothing the rest of the night or the following morning. Apples, peaches, granola and snickers bars out in certain places went undisturbed. I made instant buddies with a few chipmunks, who otherwise were standing up in the morning sun nibbling at flowerheads. Poke around for a few hours. Perfectly logical location. Only area in this valley that offered passage from the higher mountains immediately above down to this water with the continuous coverage of trees and dense brush, only interrupted by one dirt road, and then a little side road cut out parking area. Fwiw.
Next up; when everyone gets out of the woods, couple days in the Buffalo Peaks Wilderness Area.