Got back home at 6:00 AM from Funny River. Wow what an adventure, started out wanting to leave Big Lake at 5:00 AM last Saturday. One horse gave us some trouble loading, then a flat on the trailer, Finally 9:30 AM leave Big Lake. My 23 year old daughter, my 11 year old daughter, my 20 year old nephew, and myself are off to Funny River. After some stops and other issues reach our friends store in Funny River at 3:30 PM. Hit the trail at 5:30 PM. 1 hour into the trip a horse throws a shoe. 2 days travel we reach Caribou world.
My daughter and I do a great stalk on a big black bear. He was so big I was sure he was a wet Chocolate Brown bear. We had no brown bear permit, I snuck close to identify the bear, so I could slip away undetected so I would have no chance of a IDLP. A float plane flew over us real low and the bear looked up at the plane and I knew it was a black bear. As my daughter got to me the wind changed and the bear winded us and was gone. I could have taken the bear while the bear was sniffing us but I wanted my daughter to have the bear and she was about 10 steps to late. We ended up seeing 3 brown bears and 5 black bears.
On the caribou front we saw lots of small bulls, cows and calves. As my nephew and I were walking back to where my daughters were sitting watching for black bears. My Nephew was wearing a white shirt and we had two small bull caribou follow us for a mile thinking my nephew might be a caribou it was great. It was our last day of hunting. We arrived at the hill my daughters were waiting. There was a OK bull laying down about 200 yds from the hill. We took the bull so as to not go home emtpy handed. As I shot, The horse spooked and ran like the wind across the tundra. My daughter and nephew chased the horse and I started to dress the caribou. Well with the lost time of chasing the horse it was starting to get dark. We loaded to caribou on the horse and I said "everyone get out the headlamps I gave you before the trip we are walking to camp in dark" Well they left them in the tents, they thought the headlamps were for in the tents. The horse started to lead us to camp but the walking was very rough and when we ran into a creek the horse would not cross in the dark. We took and inventory of food and clothes in the ruck sacks, found a tree and built a fire next to it and spent the night under the tree. My nephew is in from California and was pretty panicked about not getting back to the tents. At 5:00 AM it got light enough to walk again. This is where it gets frustrating. About a mile from camp the biggest Caribou I've ever seen silhouettes itself a 100 yds aboves above us. Well I had just filled my tag the night before. I watched my B&C caribou walk away.
All in all a great trip I lost 15 pounds and walked 60 miles. I found that my camera was broken on day one of the trip so no pictures sorry.