I put the wifey on the back of the 4-wheeler this morning and we tookied on up into the hills. It's been three weeks since I set my bait and as of last monday night not a hit. So, I decided that I'd set up another station if I didn't get hit yet. On the way in I spotted some tracks in the mud, yes! finally bear sign! first tracks I've seen. Across the valley from my bait about 3/4 of a mile away. I know where to setup on the way back if I my first bait didn't get hit yet. We motored around the head of the valley, went off trail, lumpity bumped for a mile, parked the quad, hiked in and snuck into my little ground blind tree grove and peered through the brush at the barrel. When I left it monday I could clearly see bait in the barrel hole, now nothing, I GOT HIT!!. We sat a bit but didn't see or hear anything so we filled up again with my sweet honey popcorn, leftover sheet cake with frosting and some other stuff. I spread around some scent balls in the area, sprayed the brush down with Anise along with some foam rubber sponges in a couple trees and also poured some grease around the barrel. Then it happened, I turned around and there was the wifey, dropping her drawers, "marking her spot" right there behind the bait barrel tree I hollered, I think she fell in the moss, apologized, stood up and got her britches back on. I sprayed it down with anise and dropped a few blueberry balls on it. The ground that is!
The area was not all torn up, I couldn't find any major clumps of hair, just a few little ones on the barrel hole opening. They looked black or blackish brown but hard to tell. I didn't see anything to indicate for sure it was a griz so I'm pretty confident it was a blackie.
Time to go sit on the bait. I think I'll head up this evening and sit to the wee hours, drink coffee and see what happens. Might not be able to make it back until tomorrow night though.
Wish me luck, this it too cool! I got a hit! I got a hit!