After I couldn't stand it anymore, I packed up all my stuff and hit the road. I was early, so I took my time. It was about an hour to the border and I breezed through. Including gun paperwork, I could have gotten out of there in about three minutes, but it took four since the printer wasn't working. I was in Canada!
I made my way north toward camp, stopping for coffee first, then fuel closer to camp. Lac du Bonnet was really smoky. I was worried there were forest fires in the area, but apparently the smoke was from almost a thousand miles away in Saskatchewan. I worked my way towards camp. There was no one parked at my cabin, so I parked there before going to the store. I talked with Maureen for a few minutes and saw Julia as she was running around getting things ready. I knew my cabin wouldn't be ready for a while. After being in the trucklette for so long, I was happy to walk all the way to the power dam. On the way back, I saw Vance and I jumped in the truck to tag along while he baited land-site baits.
We caught up as we went stand to stand. All of them had been hit well.
We went to Rice Lake and took the side-by-side for some of them. On the way back, the side-by-side slid off the firm (and I use that term loosely) ground and into the bog. We were stuck - as in stuck stuck...
We tried a few things to get moving before Vance slammed a pick-axe he had along for beaver dams into the ground. I gunned the side-by-side and worked the winch while he held the winch cable to the axe. We did this several times until finally we got unstuck. I gunned it to higher ground while Vance yelled, "Go Go Go." Except he was actually yelling "Woah Woah Woah." Thankfully the axe didn't damage the side-by-side and the cable didn't get caught in anything. We were back in motion and I got my Junior Guide Badge.
Baiting the stands was fun. There was some monster bear poop by one of them and full of blueberries - probably nearing the last for the season.
Beavers had dammed up several areas and Vance partially dismantled them; it seemed futile. Beavers are quite the engineers. I can't help but admire them at some level.
Once back in camp I had a few minutes to unpack and start to organize my stuff. It felt really good to be back at bear camp. I have had a few days off and small adventures over the last several months, but I was really looking forward to a week of hunting and fishing.
I went down to the lodge and other people filtered in. I will be lucky if I remember even most of their names before the week is over. Dinner was a Thanksgiving feast before calling it an early night.
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