I think Iíve got the wife hooked on Bear hunting. She really gets a rush from it and remains calmer than any body else Iíve hunted with. This past October, she had some unscheduled time off. I got on the phone and booked us a ride into unit 9, she had a bear tag and wanted to fill it with a big peninsula brown bear. No time to ship ahead, so we packed a bear camp into 4 50lbs bags. We booked a room at a B&B in King Salmon, The proprietor was nice enough to buy us some propane from the local store for our cooking and heating needs. Mama likes to be warmÖ The B&B was awesome, the owner gave us a lift to the airtaxiís office and before long we were loaded and flying over the flat terrain.
The weather had been real bad the week before and some very heavy rains had come through. I knew it had rained, but I didnít know that it was monsoon like rain.
We arrived at our lake, only to find the salmon stream overflowing and floodwater everywhere.
We unloaded the plane and found the flattest, sheltered, dry spot we could and setup camp. We surrounded the tent with a bear fence. The skies were crystal clear and we had light winds. We resisted the urge to have a look around and spread our scent. Instead we admired the view and spent the evening glassing the mountainside.