Moosie
Grand poopa
I know all you guys read the Last line first so I'll spill the beans in the Front to let everyone know I didn't get a Montana Bear. Here's my story.
With my Fall being booked with a New Moosie Addition to the family I wanted to do something in the Spring. A great friend Greenhorn has always laid an Open invitation to come hunt bears with him in the spring so I cashed in on it this year.
Thursday Night before I left I hadn't even began to pack yet. After Doing some last min Erands At 11PM I started. The first on the Adgenda was to find my bear tag. Long story short at Midnight it was found. Packing started and my 6AM wake up for work was early. 10AM left for Montana and 7 hours later I was Throwing on Camo pants and Driving to the hills with 3 other guys. (Greeny's huntoing bud had a Friend from Back east hunting with him).
We spotted a Bear after hiking to the Destination and within 20 mins found another one. Daylight was running out so Me and Hillbilly flipped a Coin and he won. (Note I'm not bitter, Hillbilly is just what this guy was. An Awesome coon houndsman with an Accent full of Coon stories and Howthe Girls like the Guys with Dog box's and Pickups
) Greeny and I watched them headout across the Canyon and right were they were going through was Bear #3. They walked <80 yards by it and never saw it. Then they Busted Bear 2 and Bear 3 saw and Busted them. Unfortunately it was Truely a Friday the 13th. My fingers are crossed they did well today !!!
This is the Part of Hunting Montana That I find the Hardest. It's not the 7 hour drive, It's not the $ I shell out, or the Miles I put on the Boots, but the Lack of Sleep. 12:30 came around and we had a 4:30 Wakeup call. I had to bow out of the Conversation with Beer bottles Strung accross the table. I hit the bed and was looking foward to the 4 hours of sleep. Fortunately Greeny let me sleep in a little and trust me, the Extra 7 mins REALLY helped
4:45AM we were on the road and heading to spot 2. We spotted a sow and cubs and then headed home. We got to talk to the family and Friends that were at his house then hit the Road again. We hiked in 7 miles with Backpacks. Now, trust me, My backpack was a Fullsize backpack with camcorder, rifle, jackets, knife, Etc but didn't wiegh 1/2 what Greeny's did. It's always funny being in the hills with him and Him opening his Pouch saying something like "OHH, I didn't remember I had 3 extra cans of "POP" with me", or , "OHH yah, Here is the Gas cook grill I was looking for"...
I spotted the 1st bear and Greeny spotted the 2nd bear. I was 24 hours into the Hunt and Had seen 9 bears already. Of course this doesn't count the moose, elk and deer too. I was Content to Go shoot the Bear we found but Greeny Said we should check out another "park". I never regretted leaving them there and We headed for Higher country. We left the bears and Headed up the canyon.
My legs were no match for the Crotch ridden snowdrift's that still aren't melted in the Montana Hills this time of the year but I pushed on with Greeny encouraging me all the time with Words like "wussy" "fatty" and "Gay midget leg queer". (OK, He never called me any of those but I felt like one ). We got to our destination and it wasn't as we hoped. With 1 hour left of dailight I had One shot to get my bear and Greeny said we could make it so I pushed. We dashed back to the opening that we saw our last bear in and with the wind perfect enought time left, the bear just wasn't there. We looked for the remaining few mins of light...
Sitting 8 miles from the Truck after busting snowdrifts, long hikes, and Little sleep, I could only be thankfull to be in such a Great place with such a Great guy. A beverage was Cracked open And we gave thanx to a GREAT HUNT !!
We did Make it out by 1AM with many a Stories and Laughs along the way and 7:30 did Come early this morning. But I'm home now thinking how I'm going to scrape my coin together for next spring
With my Fall being booked with a New Moosie Addition to the family I wanted to do something in the Spring. A great friend Greenhorn has always laid an Open invitation to come hunt bears with him in the spring so I cashed in on it this year.
Thursday Night before I left I hadn't even began to pack yet. After Doing some last min Erands At 11PM I started. The first on the Adgenda was to find my bear tag. Long story short at Midnight it was found. Packing started and my 6AM wake up for work was early. 10AM left for Montana and 7 hours later I was Throwing on Camo pants and Driving to the hills with 3 other guys. (Greeny's huntoing bud had a Friend from Back east hunting with him).
We spotted a Bear after hiking to the Destination and within 20 mins found another one. Daylight was running out so Me and Hillbilly flipped a Coin and he won. (Note I'm not bitter, Hillbilly is just what this guy was. An Awesome coon houndsman with an Accent full of Coon stories and Howthe Girls like the Guys with Dog box's and Pickups
) Greeny and I watched them headout across the Canyon and right were they were going through was Bear #3. They walked <80 yards by it and never saw it. Then they Busted Bear 2 and Bear 3 saw and Busted them. Unfortunately it was Truely a Friday the 13th. My fingers are crossed they did well today !!!This is the Part of Hunting Montana That I find the Hardest. It's not the 7 hour drive, It's not the $ I shell out, or the Miles I put on the Boots, but the Lack of Sleep. 12:30 came around and we had a 4:30 Wakeup call. I had to bow out of the Conversation with Beer bottles Strung accross the table. I hit the bed and was looking foward to the 4 hours of sleep. Fortunately Greeny let me sleep in a little and trust me, the Extra 7 mins REALLY helped
4:45AM we were on the road and heading to spot 2. We spotted a sow and cubs and then headed home. We got to talk to the family and Friends that were at his house then hit the Road again. We hiked in 7 miles with Backpacks. Now, trust me, My backpack was a Fullsize backpack with camcorder, rifle, jackets, knife, Etc but didn't wiegh 1/2 what Greeny's did. It's always funny being in the hills with him and Him opening his Pouch saying something like "OHH, I didn't remember I had 3 extra cans of "POP" with me", or , "OHH yah, Here is the Gas cook grill I was looking for"...
I spotted the 1st bear and Greeny spotted the 2nd bear. I was 24 hours into the Hunt and Had seen 9 bears already. Of course this doesn't count the moose, elk and deer too. I was Content to Go shoot the Bear we found but Greeny Said we should check out another "park". I never regretted leaving them there and We headed for Higher country. We left the bears and Headed up the canyon.
My legs were no match for the Crotch ridden snowdrift's that still aren't melted in the Montana Hills this time of the year but I pushed on with Greeny encouraging me all the time with Words like "wussy" "fatty" and "Gay midget leg queer". (OK, He never called me any of those but I felt like one
). We got to our destination and it wasn't as we hoped. With 1 hour left of dailight I had One shot to get my bear and Greeny said we could make it so I pushed. We dashed back to the opening that we saw our last bear in and with the wind perfect enought time left, the bear just wasn't there. We looked for the remaining few mins of light...Sitting 8 miles from the Truck after busting snowdrifts, long hikes, and Little sleep, I could only be thankfull to be in such a Great place with such a Great guy. A beverage was Cracked open
And we gave thanx to a GREAT HUNT !!We did Make it out by 1AM with many a Stories and Laughs along the way and 7:30 did Come early this morning. But I'm home now thinking how I'm going to scrape my coin together for next spring
