"There is hope. Hope enough. Infinite hope. But not for us." - Franz Kafka
After an egg bake breakfast, Bill, Sam and I went out fishing with Dave. We all casted for pike, trying a few bays up and around the rapids. Fish numbers were pretty good. And both Bill (33 inch) and Sam (30 inch) caught pretty decent pike.
Bear camp is falling into a rhythm, and it is an easy rhythm to get used to.
After a shore lunch (at camp), Lockler took myself and Neil out for the afternoon. I was dropped off at the Perdushney (I've given up trying to learn how to spell that) bay stand.
After the single stand the previous afternoon, it was really easy to get comfortable. Once alone on the hillside, something just felt right.
I've previously wondered whether a deer stand can have good feng shui, and came to the conclusion that it can. I think this is also true for bear stands - or bear situations. I was on the river, instead of a road bait. I was back in a double ladder stand. I was using my rifle again, instead of my shotgun. Weather was cool and temperate - if a bit windy with a hint of a few sprinkles. Things just felt right.
At least they felt right until I looked back and saw that as best my ability to search, I've never seen a bear while in this stand. There is hope...
But not for us. It was a quiet sit all afternoon.
Back in camp after getting picked up, five bears were down. I won't remember them all (there are still a few people who I really haven't met), but Faith shot a decent one and Neil shot a bear while heading into the stand. This leaves four of us (I think) with tags, including Bill and Rebecca.
Pork pot roast ended the night before turning in to hope for the second half of the week.
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