Yukon Mike
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After this weekend, I'll go with a yes on that one. Mac and I were looking for grouse along an old trail and had decided to turn back and try another spot. Jenny was still pretty fresh so I let her run in front of the truck on the way out. While running down the road her nose pulled her a hard right and she bounded into the poplars only to return seconds later. She ran a bit more and pulled some scent out of the air and jumped in again. A big brown fuzzy thing with a hump came blasting out on to the road, did a fancy fake right go left move, and crashed into the spruce on the left side. Jenny flushed up a wood bison! Mac and I looked at each other "Holy Crap!" and he started digging for rifle shells. I called the dog back and watched the bison circle downwind of us through the trees. By the time I got the rifle sorted out he was disappeared. I went for a short walk but the bush was so thick it was kinda scary.
The next night we were walking down an old logging road I used to cut on and we were again armed lightly. It was like an alley cut through black spruce with three foot willows on the old road. As we were walking I noticed bear diggings but they always look fresh so didn't mind. Jenny was quartering out front and her nose was coming up so I really started looking ahead. Sure enough, another big brown hump 100 yds ahead but this one had pretty blond tips. I whispered to Mac and lowly whistled to Jenny to heel and we snuck out back to the truck. The bear heard us though and started coming our way through the scrub. I lost sight of him by the time we got to the truck so I honked on a predator call (from inside the cab!) to see what would happen. We didn't see him again though. He was a big fella.
Yesterday morning we went out to look for ruffies at sunup and I had the 30.06 loaded and on my back. No big stuff encounters, but one nice rooster got a ride to town.
Mike
The next night we were walking down an old logging road I used to cut on and we were again armed lightly. It was like an alley cut through black spruce with three foot willows on the old road. As we were walking I noticed bear diggings but they always look fresh so didn't mind. Jenny was quartering out front and her nose was coming up so I really started looking ahead. Sure enough, another big brown hump 100 yds ahead but this one had pretty blond tips. I whispered to Mac and lowly whistled to Jenny to heel and we snuck out back to the truck. The bear heard us though and started coming our way through the scrub. I lost sight of him by the time we got to the truck so I honked on a predator call (from inside the cab!) to see what would happen. We didn't see him again though. He was a big fella.
Yesterday morning we went out to look for ruffies at sunup and I had the 30.06 loaded and on my back. No big stuff encounters, but one nice rooster got a ride to town.
Mike