Here's a shot of one of our favorite spots.
Another shot, just a little differnt angle. I had a pretty good viewing spot this morning. Found a nice deer/goat bed (goat tracks were everywhere!) that was nesteled right into the side slope next to a patch of jack firs. Great spot to hang out for a morning.
Chuck set himself up lower down in the bowl in a similar spot, with a little different angle to view from.Unfortunatly, no bears showed this morning. We thought surely, that we'd see one. But, not the case. So, at 11:30 we called it and started our hike out of this beautiful country.
We decided to head up, to intersect the trail. In the past we've headed down. But, at noon, Chuck informed me he wasn't feeling well, and thought he had the stomach flu, and that he'd already puked up his breakfast. Said, he'd waited till then cause he didn't wan't to ruin the hunt.
So, up we went. This is a shot half way to the top, Zoomed in on the pukemaster.
Zoomed back out for a little perspective. Chuck is the little dot!
We finally reached the top and the trail. Mt. Baker decided to poke its head out. So I had to get a picture of it with a portion of "The Secret Bowl"
Once back on top we made our way back along the trail. We then came to a huge bowl that i couldn't resist takeing a picture of. I'm sure there are bears in there on occasion, but there is a lot of foot traffic on this trail which follows the ridge line to the right hand corner of the picture where the green turns to rocks, where the trail then dives off the other side of the mountian and back to the rigs. I was impressed by the vastness of this basin, hence my reason for sharing.
So, by 3 we'd finally made it back to the rig. I felt great, but Chuck looked like hell! I'm still in awe he ground his way though all that and made it back to the rig.
Once back on top we made our way back along the trail. We then came to a huge bowl that i couldn't resist takeing a picture of. I'm sure there are bears in there on occasion, but there is a lot of foot traffic on this trail which follows the ridge line to the right hand corner of the picture where the green turns to rocks, where the trail then dives off the other side of the mountian and back to the rigs. I was impressed by the vastness of this basin, hence my reason for sharing.
So, by 3 we'd finally made it back to the rig. I felt great, but Chuck looked like hell! I'm still in awe he ground his way though all that and made it back to the rig.
So our Bear season has now started in ernest, and we'll be hitting the hills just about every weekend between now and november.
So from the North, where it's good to be back, the hills are full of berries, men hike sick, and we do some hunting too!
Mark......"The Iron Skillet"
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