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Openign night for bear

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Nothing tonight for me, wind was all wrong, I'm sure was the main factor. Very windy an warm too, that was not my most favorable weather conditions either. O well tomorrow is another day. Boar

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Same thing here, wind never died and it seemed to get warmer. Acording to the camera the bears hit last night after 10:00pm. Did here a few shots fired just before dark though.

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My good buddies son shot a 300lber about 8:00 tonight. He was pumped!!

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Had one come in about 6pm...didn't have a good shot. This being my 2nd year hunting that was the 1st one i've seen. I'll never forget that feeling! The weather sounds more in our favor for sunday. Good luck

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Hey Boar,

Have you got Viggy Stardust up there with you, or is he at home pining for another Jeff Gordon win grin.gif

Good luck today!

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Yea he's at home with his little match box race cars in front of the TV going VROOM VROOM!! Boar

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It was very warm sitting in the stand but we did see a 2 year old boar come in around 6:00. My brother decided to pass but I did manage to get him on film. It never even touched the bait but instead it came in to the smell of the burner. We heard a few shots ( a couple shots were pretty close)and we talked to 3 guys hunting the same area and they all shot bears. They said that 2 of them shot average bears and one guy shot a "small one". I didn't think we had that much "hunter competition" but I guess we should have it to ourselves now. Congrats to the guys that got bears!

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first night on stand had one come in about 7:00-7:10. it was on the smaller side so i desided to hold off i got all season. had one guy in camp from MI shot one last night. said he hit it in the back of the neck flipped over in the bait so he packed up to get help we got back there and it was gone. went out this morning and found a couple drops of blood about 100 yards away from the bait and that was it. also my uncle had a 2 hour eye lock with a 300+ last night that he has had comin in to the bait for about the past week and a half. well gonna give it another shot tonight good luck to everyone hopefully the luck will chance and the brama boar will come in tonight and i can stick one with a muzzy tonight..

iceman

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blush.gif Hey now!! I am "sheetrocking"!!

Boar, good luck and I was happy to note you left your cell phone off last night.. Unlike the udder brudder... grin.gif Ready for the river, called Marilyn and verified our reservations.

Gizzert, had my young uns over on your side of the river and the youngest lost at boat side, a smallie that would have went 5++++.

Good luck to all you bear guys!! May your piles be hit and your aim true!!!

Viggy Stardust..

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Hey bro, do ya even have to ask if I'm ready HA!. Went in tonight about three, man thats a long sit, temps started to cool down nice, wind was right, with just a nice breeze out of the north west, figured i hit the mony shot tonight, stayed till I could'nt see the bait pile anymore an nothing showed. Bummed a little, but thats why we call it hunting an not killing. Found out too there is a far more bear hunters in my area than I thought, talk to a local who was out about a mile north of me, he sounded not to gunho about it an might not hunt much more, good for me. The he pointed out so an so is over there, he's over there, an that guy is over there an somebody is over there. I'm not worried I'm back off from every one of them deep down in the bottoms. I do think I'm gonna hold of with the hunting pressure till it cools down though, gonna keep the bait pile active with just some nibblets to keep them intersted an hunt hard when the weather is consistantly cooler. I think its suppose to start this coming weekend into the lower 60's We'll see what happens. Congrats to those who bagged one,wish it was me. Boar

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Luck was with me today! I shot my first bear today around 6pm...WOOHOO! weighted around 200. What a feeling!

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Good job. You deserve it. Harvesting a bear is not that easy. Keep it up. Have a bear steak for me.

Here is a story I wrote a few years ago when I had success at something I really like to do.

Blackies mistake

> I could not wait for the season to open. I started baiting two

> weeks prior and was having some consistent activity everyday for the

> first week. Then whitemans

> baiting opened and I think they actually scared the mukwa (bear in

> ojibwa) away. My 10 sites of constant hits went from 10 to 1

> after the first day their baiting began. Wow I thought after

> checking my sites that next day. Must be a coincidence I told

> myself. Well three more days went by and still no luck. This

> can not be possible I told myself. All my sites had quite the

> variety of food from froot loops to beef. I concentrated hard

> on my last hit site and baited with mukwas favorite food amik.

> (beaver) I found out this mukwa was still in the area because my

> beaver was gone the next day. That night as I laid to sleep I felt a

> little better. Well , twas the last day of baiting befor the season

> opened and I was excited. I waited on checking my only hit bait until

> last hoping I would have a choice of which spot to sit the next day.

> To no avail nothing was hit and I was very upset . I have worked so

> hard and nothing. Why did I take vacation I told myself. I was

> ready to quit and go home. As I climbed into bed that night I was

> dumbfounded. I was thinking about everything and slowly relaxed.

> Clasping my hands together I said my prayers. Gitchimana (Heavenly

> Father) thank you for my family and friends, for the birds and

> animals, for every breath you give us. Please protect and guide us

> in all we do. If it is thy will make me scentless, and help me to

> shoot straight so I may harvest a mukwa if the opportunity may arise.

>

> I slowly drifted to sleep and had a dream. I was fishing with my

> family and friends. We were all very happy, enjoying each others

> company and laughing by the fire. Many a fish were caught . I

> awoke that morning with one particular thing I remembered in my

> dream. Me and my friend sitting by the fire sharing experiences

> we've had enjoying what we do. That is it. That is it. I told

> myself and ran to the kitchen and reached under the sink and grabbed

> my fathers brandy. Black Berry Brandy. I quickly took it outside and

> grabbed just the utensils I'd need and went off to the amiks bait. I

> forgot about the rest because I knew this was my best chance. As I

> walked to the site I reached in my pak and pulled out the kettle, then

> the honey and last but not least the black berry brandy. I filled it

> like I was suppose to. One third honey and the rest brandy.

> Walking out of the woods I looked at the sun to see how much light

> I've burned and everything was perfect. There was plenty of time for

> things to happen. I came back 10 hours later and paused a moment

> before getting to deep into the woods. Placing one knee on the

> ground, closing my eyes and looking towards heaven I said nothing.

> I opened my senses when I opened my eyes feeling like a new man I

> walked slowly into the site seeing everything gone. Everything but

> the kettle. My heart started pounding so I took a slow , deep breath

> and exhaled in the same manner. With my tracking instincts in full

> swing the three hour walk seemed like five minutes. When I walked up

> to the beautiful young male mukwa he was smiling. I think he was

> having a good dream. I was planning my next move and about to make

> it but heard something. I looked in the direction and saw nothing.

> When I looked back towards the mukwa I could not believe what I saw.

> I saw the spirit of the amik shaking the mukwas arm. This went

> on for about two minutes until the mukwa awoke. When it did It made

> the most eiree sound . I have never heard anything like it. This

> sound went throughout the forest and lasted about thirty seconds.

> When it stoped, it was finished. The bear was now on his journey.

> Again I bent a knee and placed my bow and arrow on the ground.

> Three of my tears hit the ground. One was for the spirit of the

> Amik. Two was for the spirit of the Mukwa. The third was for Mother

> Earth. The rest of my tears I kept in my clasped hands and washed

> my filth away from my face. MIGWITCH GITCHIMANA !!! ( THANK YOU

> HEAVENLY FATHER!!!) I hollered so all in the woods could hear.

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Good job. You deserve it. Harvesting a bear is not that easy. Keep it up. Have a bear steak for me.

Here is a story I wrote a few years ago when I had success at something I really like to do.

Blackies mistake

> I could not wait for the season to open. I started baiting two

> weeks prior and was having some consistent activity everyday for the

> first week. Then whitemans

> baiting opened and I think they actually scared the mukwa (bear in

> ojibwa) away. My 10 sites of constant hits went from 10 to 1

> after the first day their baiting began. Wow I thought after

> checking my sites that next day. Must be a coincidence I told

> myself. Well three more days went by and still no luck. This

> can not be possible I told myself. All my sites had quite the

> variety of food from froot loops to beef. I concentrated hard

> on my last hit site and baited with mukwas favorite food amik.

> (beaver) I found out this mukwa was still in the area because my

> beaver was gone the next day. That night as I laid to sleep I felt a

> little better. Well , twas the last day of baiting befor the season

> opened and I was excited. I waited on checking my only hit bait until

> last hoping I would have a choice of which spot to sit the next day.

> To no avail nothing was hit and I was very upset . I have worked so

> hard and nothing. Why did I take vacation I told myself. I was

> ready to quit and go home. As I climbed into bed that night I was

> dumbfounded. I was thinking about everything and slowly relaxed.

> Clasping my hands together I said my prayers. Gitchimana (Heavenly

> Father) thank you for my family and friends, for the birds and

> animals, for every breath you give us. Please protect and guide us

> in all we do. If it is thy will make me scentless, and help me to

> shoot straight so I may harvest a mukwa if the opportunity may arise.

>

> I slowly drifted to sleep and had a dream. I was fishing with my

> family and friends. We were all very happy, enjoying each others

> company and laughing by the fire. Many a fish were caught . I

> awoke that morning with one particular thing I remembered in my

> dream. Me and my friend sitting by the fire sharing experiences

> we've had enjoying what we do. That is it. That is it. I told

> myself and ran to the kitchen and reached under the sink and grabbed

> my fathers brandy. Black Berry Brandy. I quickly took it outside and

> grabbed just the utensils I'd need and went off to the amiks bait. I

> forgot about the rest because I knew this was my best chance. As I

> walked to the site I reached in my pak and pulled out the kettle, then

> the honey and last but not least the black berry brandy. I filled it

> like I was suppose to. One third honey and the rest brandy.

> Walking out of the woods I looked at the sun to see how much light

> I've burned and everything was perfect. There was plenty of time for

> things to happen. I came back 10 hours later and paused a moment

> before getting to deep into the woods. Placing one knee on the

> ground, closing my eyes and looking towards heaven I said nothing.

> I opened my senses when I opened my eyes feeling like a new man I

> walked slowly into the site seeing everything gone. Everything but

> the kettle. My heart started pounding so I took a slow , deep breath

> and exhaled in the same manner. With my tracking instincts in full

> swing the three hour walk seemed like five minutes. When I walked up

> to the beautiful young male mukwa he was smiling. I think he was

> having a good dream. I was planning my next move and about to make

> it but heard something. I looked in the direction and saw nothing.

> When I looked back towards the mukwa I could not believe what I saw.

> I saw the spirit of the amik shaking the mukwas arm. This went

> on for about two minutes until the mukwa awoke. When it did It made

> the most eiree sound . I have never heard anything like it. This

> sound went throughout the forest and lasted about thirty seconds.

> When it stoped, it was finished. The bear was now on his journey.

> Again I bent a knee and placed my bow and arrow on the ground.

> Three of my tears hit the ground. One was for the spirit of the

> Amik. Two was for the spirit of the Mukwa. The third was for Mother

> Earth. The rest of my tears I kept in my clasped hands and washed

> my filth away from my face. MIGWITCH GITCHIMANA !!! ( THANK YOU

> HEAVENLY FATHER!!!) I hollered so all in the woods could hear.


THE GREATEST THRILL IS NOT ALWAYS TO KILL BUT TO LET LIVE!!!

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Great job NRR, I's a great feeling to work hard at something an be successful in the end. Very nice story luvlife, Made me remember a few things. Thanks Boar

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