Hunting

P3 | UN EASSY BEAR

PERHAPS 10 YARDS

behind and above me in a comically skinny spruce tree, Larry D. Jones was frantically trying to get my attention. From his higher vantage point he could see farther down the north shore of Carswell Lake than I could, and he wanted me to know that a big bear was making its way stealthily in our direction. Acknowledging his excited pantomime, I eased my 61-pound longbow from its resting place and peered intently into the thick, surrounding cover.

Hunting

P2 | Un EASSY BEAR

MONDAY, MAY 24

WOULD probably be the last day I could hunt before the season closed in early June. That day, Wayne, Brian, and I reached the trailhead about noon and hurried to load the mules. Now we faced a new obstacle. To get to our hunting area, we had to cross a large creek, and with recent hot weather and melting snow, the creek was now so high we could not wade it. So Brian and I crossed on a big log, and Wayne threw a rope across, tied to a rock, and we hauled the mules across.

Hunt guide

P1 | Un EASSY BEAR

After all those lean years, I asked for just one good evening of bear hunting -and got it.

MY COLUMN “EASY BEAR”

(April/May 1998) told how I’d seriously started bear baiting in Idaho in 1991. I’d got into it because it would be an easy way to kill a big bear. Just dump some goodies in the woods, put a treestand nearby, and whack a monster. Simple, no?

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The Fault, Dear Brutus

AN ELK HUNTER AND HIS GUIDE

Rode from camp before daybreak, tied their horses in a pocket of dark timber well below the rugged ridgeline, and quietly climbed to a rocky point giving them a sweeping view of the wide canyon. Gray light already was seeping into the valley, chasing shadows from grassy sidehill parks. The cool September air was fresh, pure, tinged with the scent of alpine spruce. Everything in this particular corner of the Montana wilderness was exactly what the bowhunter had expected – and much more. It was, in a word, perfect. The only thing missing was the fluting bugle of some herd monarch warning satellite bulls away from his harem.