Comments on: Kisatchie National Forest Quarters Available

By: M.r.

M.r. — Sun, 14 Jul 2019 08:13:22 +0000

I just found one in my change .
Pretty kool.
Im in B.C. Canada .

By: Cynthia

Cynthia — Fri, 01 Jan 2016 16:41:18 +0000

I am blessed to now have a home in Kisatchie after years of hiking its trails and camping there and swimming the bayou. The forest has actually been divided up into smaller segments over the years, some for logging,recreation and hunting. A linguist told me that the name is Louisiana Native Indian and means big cane. There are areas where you can see big cane. I also wonder if it goes back to when sugarcane was raised all the way up to Shreveport hundreds of years ago? There is a bayou in Natchitoches called Cane River and a town not far away called Big Cane. The Old Spanish Trail wondered through all of them as they have been settled for almost 300 years.
Aside from the history lesson I can tell you that the Long Leaf Pines sound more beautiful than anything I have ever heard as the wind blows through them. And, there is vista with three plateaus where you can see twelve miles or more. A fete in Louisiana!

By: Dave

Dave — Fri, 30 Oct 2015 16:19:26 +0000

I realize Kisatchie is the national forest in Louisiana but where does the name come from? Sounds Indian or did the french have any influence on the name?
I have not been able to track this down but love to here the history and memories.

By: ann

ann — Thu, 24 Sep 2015 19:19:24 +0000

I found a quarter today in my pocketbook with kisatochie on it. It was a word I had never heard before and was not in the dictionary. I had not seen this quarter either. So, to the computer! I read myrtles’ paragraph. What a wonderful way to remember your father. Blessings to you. I collect new quarters; will add this one to my collection. I will think of you when I see it.

By: mrtyle

mrtyle — Fri, 21 Aug 2015 11:06:58 +0000

I found this Quarter, in my hand bag tonight. It looked different, I thought it was one of our state Quarters which I always look at for a memory, friend or history. My dad was from Shreveport, and studied Forestry & Conservation at Louisanna Tech. I am sure he explored Kisatchie as a kid. I lost him in Vietnam. I remember him telling me “don’t step on moss, or it will step on you back.” It was such curious enfatict statement, you know, knowing the moss would rise up and literally step on you back. I was always very careful. As I grew up, I realized it is very slippery if you accidentally step on. Maybe he thought we would wipe out. No. I always remember his words. It means boundless things, with family, friends, choices, opinions, and absolutely, mostly our Mother Earth. The wild turkey was the moss saying hello darling. I miss you.