OK…Kewl!! Guess that worked! Now for our first official report.
Weekend Of Sept. 2nd - 4th, 2005 :
Note to self : No more booking guided hunts on Labor Day Weekend!!! WAY too many people up in the hills driving around making noise and camping this weekend!! (Blah, Blah, Blah..Blah, Blah! for you Makaio)
Got visited this weekend by Don and Makaio from Hawaii for some Bear and Grouse hunting…and had a great time!! Thanks guys, especially for all the goodies from Hawaii!!
Don and Makaio made it into town early Friday evening, just in time for a pre-dusk grouse hunt. Saw quite a few, shot at quite a few and ended the day with two nice ruffed grouse in the pic below; (hope this works..first posted Blog pic)
Saturday morning at 4:30AM it was off to the hills, Don with another local area guide and Makaio with me. Don and Jack set up in one unit and Makaio and I in another about 1/2 mile away about a half hour before first light…then it happened…
While sitting in the truck in the dark with windows down listening for any sign of bear a great big “WOOF” right behind the truck. Seems a bear had decided to sneak up behind us and let us know he was there…in a big way!! Too dark to shoot, not to metion nerves were a little shaken at this point, we sat and waited for light and listened as the bear walked around in the timber and blueberries above us.
At first light we stepped from the truck and began looking for a clear enough alley to shoot through as we could hear the bear just above us…then out of nowhere (Remember my previous “Note To Self”?) you could hear some fools driving up the road a 1/2 mile away, “Blah, Blah, Blah…Blah, Blah, BLAH!” as they drove right up to us in a jeep with doors off, talking away with music playing. ARRRRGGGHHH!!! Of course the bear bolted up the timber outta sight. We then spent pretty much the rest of the day hiking through the old growth amongst tons of bear sign trying to track him down to no avail. Same jeep of fools just happened to spook somthing in the unit Jack and Don were in as well. So ended our first day.
Second day, bright and squirley again, we headed back up in the mountains, only this time to a different unit across the valley from the one the day before. Jack and Don headed to another unit to glass. Makaio and I took a nice long hike through the old growth timber towards the previous day’s unit, hoping to run accross the same bear that bolted from the jeep of fools.
The morning was slow for both groups. And yes, as we hiked back out to our rig, there were a few more rigs driving about including a nice loud diesel truck. So deciding we needed to get as far away from anyone as possible, we headed another 28 miles back into the mountains to the very end of the road. Jack and Don start glassing an old burn unit with some fresh bear scat in the road while Makaio and I start hiking another two miles in from the end of the road.

Can’t say I have ever seen that much bear sign in one place before. I mean, this area was flat arse torn up, all real fresh too. New name for this place — Bear Sign Central. Just wish we had decided to come here first rather than later in the day. Heard off in the old growth what was most likely a bear but couldn’t see anything, so after a bit of calling we headed back down to Don and Jack only to find another fresh pile of bear scat on the road we just earlier drove through.
We had the patience of saints and the drive of Hemmingway, but there’s a reason they call it hunting and not killing. At least the company was superb and the Hawaiian snacks plentiful. I’ll be returning soon to Bear Sign Central in the days ahead.