...finally connected on a bear...
-I posted this earlier in the bear baiting forum....I hope you don't mind me posting a thread here, as well.....
-not everyone makes it over to the baiting room; and I wanted to share... (there's a lot going on in there, though...really worth reading, if some of you haven't already... I need to catch up on everyones' harvests, as well...);
.....Put in my time; bears finally started hitting the bait 5 days ago...I kick myself for not ordering some of the bait balls from Jess(Baitem 907)...they (the bears) would have come in sooner, if I had gotten around to contacting her- next year, for sure, Jess!
-well, the bears finally found the bait; I was starting to give up on it; Terry kept reassuring me they would come in; he was right...we took turns getting in to the bait station; he's let me hunt it mostly- his work has him slammed from multiple directions right now;
-enjoyed taking the kids in periodically; I wanted them to be able to watch the bears coming in-
-just my luck that I connect on a decent one when Terry's gone working in Whittier...on the phone late last night I was ribbing him for conveniently missing out on all the work helping his honey with taking care of this bear !-lol-
-brief initial post here , with a few prelim pics...more details later...
-trying to get this meat packaged and in the freezer this afternoon-
-to make a LONG story SHORT-(which Terry tells me is not one of my particularly strong qualities-lol-)
.....I didn't have time to get my bow ready, or even get up in the stand-
-18 yards away from the bait, they started coming in-
-watched one for a while; started to quietly and slowly chamber a round in the .338 (Terry's Sako mod 61 ...I love that rifle, with the handy short barrel-)...
-then, this guy came in and chased the first one off-
-took a quartering away shot when it presented itself; he jumped, flipped, and ran ...collapsed 20 yards away-
-I walked up to the bait, treked over to where he collapsed...-his whole neck and head were gone, wedged way down in a narrow ravine-type hole;
-not a minute later, the other bear came back in to the bait;
-so, I opted not to gut and quarter there...also, we seem to get brownies on our bait once we have a gut pile-
-so I made a decision to drag him out whole and get him on the wheeler.......um; all I can say about that right now, is it took me a lot longer than I thought to accomplish......
-an hour and a half brushing a trail down to the river bed, rolling and dragging this guy....I never felt so incompetant. -then, I started getting real mad; funny how anger sometimes can get things done-lol-
-I felt like an African dung beetle rolling my prize back to the compound...-lol-
-don't ask me how I got him situated on the 4-wheeler....I must have had some divine aid from my numerous guardian angels that felt sorry for me, and maybe wanted a good laugh-
-it helped that there was a 7' drop down from the edge of the woods to the river bed-
-then, another hour and a half lashing and relashing him on the wheeler, since he kept rolling and shifting every 50 yards as I picked my way over and around the huge rocks up river...
-had 2 creek crossings that I was dreading; normally the wheeler and I are floated down stream for 12 feet or so, the creeks are pretty high right now-
-made it to the trail; another hour chugging the straining wheeler to the house; the kids, which all had been autopilot for the evening, all came running out, yelling "Yes!...Yes!....it's about time, Mom!"-lol
-that was the best part for me, I think-
-got a few pics of me with the bear my 12 year old took, after I got home-
-Terry called...he's looking forward to making the tunnel opening as
early as he can, tonight; -can't wait to share with him.......even if he missed out on all the work........
-a public message to my guy, Terry .....I love you, honey!
-this bait station was a joint effort.....even though I was going it alone on this.....I definitely couldn't have done this without you and all of our efforts to work this station....
-you were there...