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At the risk of being repititious, and certainly not to brag, the last two weeks went quite well, bringing a nice FAT Browngrizz back on the 15th, a few inches short of 8 feet (plywood sheet length ~LOL!~), enough Wolves to make a blanket and sheets set, and then things just went from there.....
With a gas trip to a small ocean side village, we stayed a night with our oldest son at his new house, bought gas and effected repairs to my clutch, I visited old friends and prepared to leave......My old friend Gibson M being quite nice (which was kinda unusall), and we parted with smiles after a couple hours of visiting, his brother called me over and but 2 hours later was quite dead. I confirmed that, called the troopers and we spent the next 5 days digging and preparing.....
Anyway, after was all said and shovled, we returned to our mountain hosenda and moved our gear to our Spring area, to which we shall return soon.....though we almost stayed anyway when my RMK's power valve snapped off and went into my piston, seizing my engine.......soooooooooooo, to make a long story short, we tore down and rebuilt that engine, in awsome sunshine, right on the trail, 75 miles from anyone........and it got us home.......
Caught this one howling from the rocks above
The wife skinning inside the "White house" cabin.
Skinning a few more in Deering, as we hunted our way there, quite sucessfully.
To have Bear Paw soup, one must first catch a Bear....
Most of our adventures are on vid, which Im desperatly trying to download, with some excellent Wolfing shots and a sweet double head shot at 400 yards on my breakfast steak
Done for the day
The top of a "Caribou Corral" which oldtimers used to funnel herds of Caribou into sets of snares and such, with a hundred others as a giant "V", the 'Supermarket" of its day
Ther herds of Caribou are gathering and it was almost crazy with too many running around, making tracking a real "job" ~LOL!~
Yu have to enlarge the photo, and you'll get an idea of just how big and open the Tundra is, and how hard that can make stalking, so were often tricky, walking up slow, just like some ol' Caribou yerself....
Oddly, we only saw (and caught) grey and white Wolves, not a single Black one.........
One of a dozen or so Fox I caught as well. Fox in the late season are often Cherry with a touch of yellow, a cool color varient to skin sewing woman.
Heres something I do well at.....
And something I dont do so well at........
my attempt at "Eskimo style" skinning, open belly, not cased, and the wife wouldnt stand to watch me do one, least the four there that night..........~~LOL!!~~ but she sews 'em, so one must do as told or step aside..........
A night made for Howling and drawing them in close so I could track them at first light.........
Some years I do much better than this, some years I take pictures and watch them do their thang.........It mostly depends on the wife, what she wants or what she needs, and if she is indeed sewing, as she took about two years off, and only this last year picked her needle up and went back to it.
As for posting pictures, its the best I can do. My internet needs to be upgraded from what we have now (it WAS soooooo much better till Dec.) Dial up would be an upgrade now......Ive got a Bear shooting downloading on 'Facebook' and a two minute vid is looking at 14-18 hours to download, so I'll sleep on that ~~LOL!!~~ but all else 'times out' so Im screwed.......
Breakfast steaks....
Me trying to be unbrokendown.....on a beautifull day.......actually "At home" as its smak in the midddle of ourt Summer/Spring Hunting grounds..Id be perfectly content to break completely down there nad stay.......
Nothing like a powervalve stopping the show.
Pinched the top of the cup to the rings, so recrafting the widend piston top a shave smaller and in 'round at the top.... that with a pocket knife and a needle file were the order of the day, AFTER stripping down to the crank to remove the 'small things".........but were home, repaired and rolling........just gotta love having a sone who can put 9 hours nto your engine and undercarriage....heck, sometimes I think he might have listend to me....it's running like a dream now.
The Bear hunt was spontanious and unplanned, but teh oportunity arose, and we didnt pass 'em up for long, he kind came up and looked at us....... kina was funny , actually, as the wife was sure she had her eyes on 3 or more "Wolves" ("No"...."Yes they are"....."No, No they arn't" "Yes, yes they are") took us moving up the mountain, so we were trying to get into a position above them on the mountain, among the rocks to await them and call 'em in and use a small creek to do so that the "Woves" wouldnt spook.... but bumped into Mr. Browngrizz, about 1/4 of a mile distant, we stopped awhile for a good look. We sized him up as food Grade "AAA", but h'es easy to track and so, since he ranked low on our Hunting scale, cause we were hunting Wolves We wanted fur, as its being a much lighter load than a Bear, but that Fat,dark n lonley Boar was doable, just gas burning heavy. I turned around went back down the draw at the base of the ridge and took a course up along the military crest behind the ridge spine, with said "Wolves now being 2 ridges to the south, and blasted up that to the point up the slop where all three converge.......but eveidently mr.Browngrizz had heard us and was a running up the ridge too, as we were ascending, so the wife started a vid and were trying to get it fotobuketized.....anyhoo, since he was fat, and the "Wolves" she was sure of were the Caribou(!!) I was sure of, and so being Meats and not Fur, something I can find more redily, I turned my attentions to Mr.Browngrizz. Brown bears are only "tatsy" in Spring, Caribou all year round, 'cept rut on Bulls...... anyway, Mr. Bear, who by then had turned around, made the 400 or so yards to where he felt safe enough to look back and walk met his demise that way when I put the slide on the m-39 on "4", and that Mosins sight even with but 1/3 of a Bear ahead (he was walking) putting ond through his head and sent him a flippen', 'cause thats what he did, like a head stand. I put a second one in the same place and he just rattled and shook right there.
Now I did take a long shot, but his head was a large target, I did size him up and look him over for quite awhile and Im a confidinte shhoter with the rifle/ammo combo I have, so I did it right the first shot.
As well, most shots on Fur are "long", but I look over fur when I shoot it, not before. Its extreamly rare to find sick fur, though often the animal may have horrific scars, apon skinning, but Bears are both skin and meats, like Caribou.......since his meat was load enough, no Caribou were hurt in the making of this hunt~~LOL!!~~
Im going to Kotzebue soon and will download the vids to here inna few days, maby the 12 or so, the best I can do .
This Hunt was made possible by M-39 and Czeck 7.62X54R
With a gas trip to a small ocean side village, we stayed a night with our oldest son at his new house, bought gas and effected repairs to my clutch, I visited old friends and prepared to leave......My old friend Gibson M being quite nice (which was kinda unusall), and we parted with smiles after a couple hours of visiting, his brother called me over and but 2 hours later was quite dead. I confirmed that, called the troopers and we spent the next 5 days digging and preparing.....
Anyway, after was all said and shovled, we returned to our mountain hosenda and moved our gear to our Spring area, to which we shall return soon.....though we almost stayed anyway when my RMK's power valve snapped off and went into my piston, seizing my engine.......soooooooooooo, to make a long story short, we tore down and rebuilt that engine, in awsome sunshine, right on the trail, 75 miles from anyone........and it got us home.......
Caught this one howling from the rocks above
The wife skinning inside the "White house" cabin.
Skinning a few more in Deering, as we hunted our way there, quite sucessfully.
To have Bear Paw soup, one must first catch a Bear....
Most of our adventures are on vid, which Im desperatly trying to download, with some excellent Wolfing shots and a sweet double head shot at 400 yards on my breakfast steak
Done for the day
The top of a "Caribou Corral" which oldtimers used to funnel herds of Caribou into sets of snares and such, with a hundred others as a giant "V", the 'Supermarket" of its day
Ther herds of Caribou are gathering and it was almost crazy with too many running around, making tracking a real "job" ~LOL!~
Yu have to enlarge the photo, and you'll get an idea of just how big and open the Tundra is, and how hard that can make stalking, so were often tricky, walking up slow, just like some ol' Caribou yerself....
Oddly, we only saw (and caught) grey and white Wolves, not a single Black one.........
One of a dozen or so Fox I caught as well. Fox in the late season are often Cherry with a touch of yellow, a cool color varient to skin sewing woman.
Heres something I do well at.....
And something I dont do so well at........
my attempt at "Eskimo style" skinning, open belly, not cased, and the wife wouldnt stand to watch me do one, least the four there that night..........~~LOL!!~~ but she sews 'em, so one must do as told or step aside..........
A night made for Howling and drawing them in close so I could track them at first light.........
Some years I do much better than this, some years I take pictures and watch them do their thang.........It mostly depends on the wife, what she wants or what she needs, and if she is indeed sewing, as she took about two years off, and only this last year picked her needle up and went back to it.
As for posting pictures, its the best I can do. My internet needs to be upgraded from what we have now (it WAS soooooo much better till Dec.) Dial up would be an upgrade now......Ive got a Bear shooting downloading on 'Facebook' and a two minute vid is looking at 14-18 hours to download, so I'll sleep on that ~~LOL!!~~ but all else 'times out' so Im screwed.......
Breakfast steaks....
Me trying to be unbrokendown.....on a beautifull day.......actually "At home" as its smak in the midddle of ourt Summer/Spring Hunting grounds..Id be perfectly content to break completely down there nad stay.......
Nothing like a powervalve stopping the show.
Pinched the top of the cup to the rings, so recrafting the widend piston top a shave smaller and in 'round at the top.... that with a pocket knife and a needle file were the order of the day, AFTER stripping down to the crank to remove the 'small things".........but were home, repaired and rolling........just gotta love having a sone who can put 9 hours nto your engine and undercarriage....heck, sometimes I think he might have listend to me....it's running like a dream now.
The Bear hunt was spontanious and unplanned, but teh oportunity arose, and we didnt pass 'em up for long, he kind came up and looked at us....... kina was funny , actually, as the wife was sure she had her eyes on 3 or more "Wolves" ("No"...."Yes they are"....."No, No they arn't" "Yes, yes they are") took us moving up the mountain, so we were trying to get into a position above them on the mountain, among the rocks to await them and call 'em in and use a small creek to do so that the "Woves" wouldnt spook.... but bumped into Mr. Browngrizz, about 1/4 of a mile distant, we stopped awhile for a good look. We sized him up as food Grade "AAA", but h'es easy to track and so, since he ranked low on our Hunting scale, cause we were hunting Wolves We wanted fur, as its being a much lighter load than a Bear, but that Fat,dark n lonley Boar was doable, just gas burning heavy. I turned around went back down the draw at the base of the ridge and took a course up along the military crest behind the ridge spine, with said "Wolves now being 2 ridges to the south, and blasted up that to the point up the slop where all three converge.......but eveidently mr.Browngrizz had heard us and was a running up the ridge too, as we were ascending, so the wife started a vid and were trying to get it fotobuketized.....anyhoo, since he was fat, and the "Wolves" she was sure of were the Caribou(!!) I was sure of, and so being Meats and not Fur, something I can find more redily, I turned my attentions to Mr.Browngrizz. Brown bears are only "tatsy" in Spring, Caribou all year round, 'cept rut on Bulls...... anyway, Mr. Bear, who by then had turned around, made the 400 or so yards to where he felt safe enough to look back and walk met his demise that way when I put the slide on the m-39 on "4", and that Mosins sight even with but 1/3 of a Bear ahead (he was walking) putting ond through his head and sent him a flippen', 'cause thats what he did, like a head stand. I put a second one in the same place and he just rattled and shook right there.
Now I did take a long shot, but his head was a large target, I did size him up and look him over for quite awhile and Im a confidinte shhoter with the rifle/ammo combo I have, so I did it right the first shot.
As well, most shots on Fur are "long", but I look over fur when I shoot it, not before. Its extreamly rare to find sick fur, though often the animal may have horrific scars, apon skinning, but Bears are both skin and meats, like Caribou.......since his meat was load enough, no Caribou were hurt in the making of this hunt~~LOL!!~~
Im going to Kotzebue soon and will download the vids to here inna few days, maby the 12 or so, the best I can do .
This Hunt was made possible by M-39 and Czeck 7.62X54R