Post by ike on Sept 27, 2007 20:20:42 GMT -5
I did make that trip after a bear this weekend but things didn't go as well as I'd hoped for. We rigged a really nice boar around 10:00 AM but the track was old and long, only three of my hounds stayed with it til the end, and we didn't get those dogs back until Saturday morning. They were all three sucked up and Kody was stepping in post holes after he laid up. It kinda made me feel bad for not pushing into them late but the signal was long range and I just didn't think they had the bear until it was to late to make the kill.
We didn't strike and bears on Saturday and only rigged a female lion with young that crossed and walked down the road, then a rain storm moved in and chased up to camp until after dark.
Sunday we rigged another lion just after daylight and could see the track in the mud where it crossed the road, but went on looking for bear. About a mile later we hit a spring and the dogs hit the chains with a roar like they were looking at bear with a roar, so we kicked four dogs down. They crossed up into the spring and started giving lots of voice as the came back down across the road and headed down the country so we turned the other four hounds into the race.
The dogs trailed out hard down into a hole with lots of ledges which made me wonder if we had a lion. Those dogs dropped over a thousand feet in elevation and we found them under an older female lion tree. The score went one boar rig and two lion rigs with one bear bayed overnight and no photos or kill and one lion in the tree. I guess that's why they call i t hunting rather than killing?
keep'em treed,
ike
my old blue Ryan dog is still gettin r done after ten years
We didn't strike and bears on Saturday and only rigged a female lion with young that crossed and walked down the road, then a rain storm moved in and chased up to camp until after dark.
Sunday we rigged another lion just after daylight and could see the track in the mud where it crossed the road, but went on looking for bear. About a mile later we hit a spring and the dogs hit the chains with a roar like they were looking at bear with a roar, so we kicked four dogs down. They crossed up into the spring and started giving lots of voice as the came back down across the road and headed down the country so we turned the other four hounds into the race.
The dogs trailed out hard down into a hole with lots of ledges which made me wonder if we had a lion. Those dogs dropped over a thousand feet in elevation and we found them under an older female lion tree. The score went one boar rig and two lion rigs with one bear bayed overnight and no photos or kill and one lion in the tree. I guess that's why they call i t hunting rather than killing?
keep'em treed,
ike
my old blue Ryan dog is still gettin r done after ten years