Shaking like a leaf on a tree
It was nearly 11pm on a friday night when we were about to call it a day. My husband and I had never encountered a gizz on the bait. That was until about 11:01pm. I heard the huffing and there he was! Oh my what a nice little fella I thought. Playful in the sorts and not messing with the bait. I thought to myself ... good we won't have to refill the barrel. Until we heard a crack of a branch in the distance. He was gone just as fast as he came in. Okay... I am ready to climb down the tree and head for the wheeler. Yup, I stand up and get ready to go down, when Steve says look!
I hurried to watch the show... sat down and got positioned. This Grizz made my barrel look like a 5 gallon bucket. I started shaking so bad I just knew he was going to see me. By then I am whisper screaming (woman thing)I couldn't stand the misquitos it brought in with it. Swatting my face and missing cause I can't control myself from my shaking!! Oh and then this city girl's CELL PHONE starts vibrating!!! Oh my GOD its vibrating against the PSP Video Games in my pocket... I can't even get my hands to stop shaking long enough to get them in my pocket to cancel out the call. It didn't just go off once, it went off 5 times! Yeap it was on a 2 minute reminder... I thought to myself whoever called me better be calling to tell me someone had died because I was going to ... well you know. The big boar is looking right up at me. My husband is grinning from ear to ear. I thought ... I have to pee! Oh this is great.. just great. That bear emptied the barrel and it was hours later that it was spooked off. I didn't care what was coming in at that point! All I knew is I was outta there. I am then yelling at my husband to light a cig and chain smoke for an hour. I got down out of the tree without complaining once. Got on my wheeler and headed for the trail. Realizing my husband is not behind me... oh no. I thought he has a gun, he'll be fine. Then it hits me, I have his key in my pocket. Getting stuck in the swamp trying to turn around... no tree to wench to.. I am not getting off this thing to go give him his keys. Yup, I had to. As I am walking back up the trail with my rifle ready... my husband jumps out of the trees with a huge grrrrr. I nearly killed him after I peed my pants. We still laugh about that till this day.
Bait Em 907