Well, we’re back! I’ll try to keep it current from this point on for all you lurking trolls out there…..
Opening Day – Saturday:
As with work weekend, a skeleton crew assembles to figure out how all their gear form last year was stored for the winter! Once everything was found, thrown out and/or assembled an attempt was made to determine what mules survived the winter, besides the “Pet Park Mule” (off limits for now) and associated mulelett’s. A local hunt was performed Saturday with no results due to leaves hindering any good watches for now. Hopefully things will get better by next week…..
Sunday: Digger and Leaddog performs a hunt to the 360 watch, nothing observed. At all.

Observation: Note the science experiment that was found in the fridge from work weekend, we think!…….the photo says all!

Week Two – Friday:
The first FAMHC event takes place with Leaddog sitting on watch, all alone in the howling Adirondack primeval wilderness…ok – it was actually the first watch on the yellow feather knolls trail! After a few hours, a “noise” is heard, a Grunt from right out of sight! Minutes later an odor of the barnyard type enveloped the watch, which based on the wind came from the location of said grunt. The maker of this grunt could be heard as it slowly walked away into the wind just below the watching Leaddog, grunting a few more times. No….said hunter did not reply with a grunt, as his tube was sitting in the truck, well protected from the elements. Lesson learned! Steven arrives later in the day, thus maintaining his coveted membership in the esteemed FAMHC, who meets and surprises the LD in his Upper Watch! Steven earns his “Yellow Feather Knolls Trail” Badge!!!

The driving crew heads to a starting point, where every step in one more closer to the camp. Spike and Steven are the only watchers on duty, due to lack of attendance by what was once the “core crew”. A very nice scrape was seen on the way in, with a footprint in it the size of a moose….All converge on the only two watchers with nothing being pushed, that we know of! An additional hunt was performed before hitting the camp, with nothing seen as well. All returns to camp and the scheduled festivities commence.

Rain, rain….RAIN!

Next Weekend, Leaddog and Probie will attempt something on Friday with an early start, once we figure it out!


To be updated – week six results in success. Leaddog is out of the game, Mrs. Leaddog decides to sprain ankle to keep him from camp….which resulted in a broke femur. Week five was a bust- too much to detail!
Apparently, some itty bitty muleette was taken during Leaddogs unplanned absence. Stay tuned, and informed.
Meow…..for now!

2022 Week Four

Leaddog arrives solo, and gets into the woods to the Knolls. Sitting until almost dark, on the egress he stumbles into a stumbling mule due to noise from the creek and dry leaves. Wind was in LD’s favor, so both scare the living daylights out of each other. Said mule had the cadence of a buck, which departed the encounter in fine fashion – as always.
Still solo, Leaddog hits the “Yellow Feather Trail” aka: the Knolls Trail again to recon if anything is about. Up to the Duck hole and out – new rubs are seen that were not there last week. A sit near “The Clearing” until rain develops was done, with nothing to report.
A almost full crew is on hand, sans Toucher and Steven. To the other side by Uber watchers are set, with Leaddog apparently having “the bell”. The south corner is set, and a rather large doe is pushed by Lindy with “something” flying over the hill by Polecat out of site. Leaddog, having the bell and sitting in a “timeout watch” for reasons unknown…all by himself covering the north corner of the mountain, “I am just one man”…..! Polecat meets LD, who returns to camp with watchers and a return to camp drive via the Duck Hole/Liz (ring around the mountain) is performed. As usual – nothing but nice memories by photos is collected.
Half of the Bunny Hill is attacked – and nothing is seen. What gives? Have the coyotes eaten all of the deer? Have the deer eaten all of the deer? Why are we here looking for deer?
Next week – snow is ordered for our tracking pleasure.