Category: Camp News

Wow here it is January 4th and no snow yet. One year we were hunting Marsh while some were snowmobiling on Evergreen Lk

And We all await pictures!

Friday: An excited crew assembles for the last FAMHC event for this year. Holding true to their promise to hunt some “strange”, the crew indeed does! Returning to the new addition to the 25 square miles of established “privately owned state land” a hunt was soon commenced, which led to yet another snowy day. Venturing into the unknown, new routes were learned, as well as the sighting of “Icicle Al’s” truck in the mix. After a snowy walk, and decorating Al’s vehicle with F-troop memorabilia, a return to familiar surrounds took place. Lots and lots (and lots) of mule tracks abound. It appears they were just as confused as Ftroop……

Saturday: A full compliment of hunters, including senior members that could join as watchers due to the ease of their placement (quack-quack) return to the area of strange mules. Drives were performed, a new vessel was found and commandeered, with part two of the hunt consisting of “to hell with deer, lets find Icicle Al instead” being proclaimed. Two hours later, Digger gets the new “I found Icicle Al” badge! The crew has mules running about, Leaddog actually sees a doe, and it appears that the doe had a friend of four points that, of course…Icicle Al saw….and didn’t bag!

Sunday: A tired, mopy and disgruntled crew awakens and decides to hunt the bunny hill. The usual paths and watches were taken by the men, and the usual paths and escape routes were taken by the mules. The back door was again left open, (see Trailhugger’s encounter a few seasons back) as only the Piewhore was in the vicinity of the leaping bounding mules, one which was in question as to its gender. Chip and Stosh sees does, and polecat saw flags.

Sunday night: Polecat sits in a liquid mess of tears, beer, and SoCo as everyone heads home except him. He had chores to complete before coming down the hill on Monday, as directed by HIS denmama!!! 🙂

Friday: A turkey stuffed crew of four assembles on Thursday night to hunt early the next day. Polecat arrives at dawn (or soon thereafter), and the crew reassembles to see if the mule that Robba hit and survived last week was being consumed by woodland critters. No ‘yote tracks or ravens in the area, so it appears that the mule was indeed carrying a first aid kit. New lands were hunted, with “strange” mules being encountered. The crew vows to return next Friday and give it a go.

Saturday: Everyone but the Toucher is at camp, and a return to the old method of hunting is tried. A series of close to camp drives like in the “old days” was performed, with no results. Some mules were actually seen and the went to where the crew was not. Stosh even shows up, and vows to return next week! Polecats dogs decide to give the Pie-whore some competition, and eats the dessert that was supposed to be for the crew when left alone in camp. The last we saw was the actual Pie-whore sobbing and sharpening his knife; to extract said pies from the dogs….

Sunday: A abridged hunt of the bunny hill was accomplished, but without the Toucher to perform his usual route, it appeared to be for naught. A good portion of the crew leaves early, which further resulted in less eyes in the woods. A disgruntled remaining crew leaves somewhat early, to let the mules recover.

I’m not sure where it went, but I’ll have to recreate it. It WAS here though.
If any one can find it out there in cyberland, post it! Otherwise, this is a recap:
Friday:Snow-Hunt-Deer? (fill in the blank!)
Saturday:Hunt-Deer? (Fill in the blank!)
Sunday: Robba hits buck (4 to 6pt), and buck escapes. Hours long recon results in no buck. Buck appears to be carrying first-aid kit.