Life intrudes on preparation for the hunt
By Mike Foss
After a long weekend family reunion, good food and yes the 100 screaming kids, Monday found me full of energy and excitement. Finally, peace and quiet. I was once again all alone; just me and my ATV and the smell of bear bait and fresh baked apple pie. Yes, fresh baked. When I fill my bait buckets up the last bait to go in is pie filling. For this bait run, a few days before, I had topped it off with apple pie filling.
Traveling down one of the trails I hit a bump just a little too hard, which in turn made one of the buckets buck out of its space. The gooey pie spill traveled all over my back side and ATV, eventually making its way down to the hot muffler. I was not happy as I cleaned up the mess but as I continued on my way the aroma of fresh baked apple pie soon filled the air. It’s not the first time this has occurred and I can testify… cherry pie filling smells good too.
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| In the early morning on my way to bait with fresh morning dew and the sun peeking through, Mike Foss couldn't help but stop and admire the workmanship of a spider and the beauty of the web. | A young bear looks with caution down one of the main bear trails, not for humans but for bigger bears lurking nearby. |
My baiting and bear adventures were cut short this week after receiving one of those dreaded phone calls no one wants. My youngest brother and hunting partner David fell off scaffolding at his job site and was air lifted to a Hospital in Minneapolis. Things are up in the air right now. I will give an update next week. Please say a prayer for him.