Hunting
"I'm not scared" Oren's New Hat Picking Blueberries Winter Wonderland I went on a moose hunting trip a couple of weekends ago. I took my boat down about 10 miles to Nunacruk. A long side channel that has some seriously good moose potential. We left early afternoon on Saturday. We planned on floating inside the creek and then finding a camping spot on a stretch of river where we could see for a distance both ways. Nunacruk We stopped and hiked into a few different clearings, but we didn't see any moose. As we were leaving one of the spots Zachary slipped and fell in the river. We got to the other side and he hopped back out of the boat to change his clothes. While we were waiting there we heard a moose calling across from where we had just come. We hurried back to the other side and tried calling. It sounded like it was coming towards us for a bit, but it was directly downwind of us. It must have spooked before it got close...