Paul and I went downeast to bear hunt. A friend of ours set up three areas for me to hunt. I have never bear hunted before so I welcomed the opportunity.
It started out OK. We rented a place in Lubec which was a typical downeast cottage. The bed left something to be desired; not terribly comfortable.
Bear hunting takes place at last light. Paul and I looked over the sites Derek had prepared for us and decided on the one with the double tree stand (where we could both sit together while waiting for Yogi). It required climbing up a ladder and shimmying into the seat. I was able to gauge my progress as the last time I attempted this feat was before I had surgery for my hydrocephalus and I couldn't get into the stand.
We sat three evenings waiting for the bear to come in. All three days had record heat and animals wearing fur coats like to rest in this weather. The wind (at least what there was of it) was perfect but no bear......
Paul looked over at me and commented that he had never been hunting with someone wearing full eye makeup and jewelry (you can never tell who you may run into LOL). Needless to say, I didn't get my bear although I am not through yet. The last day we were driving out and there was Yogi crossing the road. Needless to say, I am going back in a week with my son to see if I can get Yogi in my crosshairs. More posts to follow....
Saturday, September 4, 2010
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