No s**t there we were knee deep in rotten snow and pondering why we actually wanted to even attempt a hunt like this. The planning for the hunt started last fall while a buddy of mine and I were talking about wanting to get out and try a early den hunt over in 16b for Browns. I've been fortunate enough to harvest them in the fall up on the berry fields or streams and just couldn't figure out how much harder a spring hunt really could be.Boy was I waaayyy off on what I expected.
The two of us took off from Anchorage Sunday morning bright and early with the truck destined for Nikiski. I have been talking to an air taxi down there for a while, and with the warm weather holding up for the week we figured it was time to give it a try. I took off first from Nikiski in search of a nice sized bear.After 4 hours of flying we found a long ridge that looked to have the best chances of spotting a bruin and I told the pilot to set her down as soon as possible for the motion sickness had taken hold and it was time to get the h**l on the ground and out of the plane.The plane landed and the pilot had gone back to get my buddy.The area we had chosen to be dropped off was along a river bed and at the base of a long range of hills and ridges with great exposure to the sun. Once camp was setup in the tree line and all the essentials where down loaded that's when the great feeling of "Oh I know what we forgot" sayings began.The forgot list included items such as: latex gloves, paper towels, hand sanitizer and soap, not good but doable without. Monday morning dawned to a beautiful morning with no clouds in the sky. We decided to take a trip up to the ridge of the highest hill in front of us and look around. Now the point where we wanted to be, looked to be maybe a mile or mile and a half away so we thought an hour travel time max. Well 3 hours later we were on top of the hill. The snow was still hard that early in the morning and the traveling was just slow. Cont.