Part 2: Gimmie the bears!

So we made it to King's den. Now the fun starts.

Once King was sedated and out, Jake and Mitch got ready to pull the cubs out. We stood closer to where they were in a semi-circle and watched. Lisa explained what was happening and the fact that this was more than likely, the first time the cubs had ever seen day light.

Mitch taking the first cub out of the den.

Mitch put the first cub against his chest and let go. The cub stuck to the wool jacket with it's claws, like Velcro. Jake handed him the second cub and Lisa stepped in to help. As Jake got King ready to come out of the den, Mitch tagged the cubs in each ear, weighed and measured them and described them for Lisa to write down.


Lisa and Mitch holding the cubs.

Mitch weighing the cub as Jake begins to get King out of the den.

Cub tagged 501: male, 5 1/2lbs, white blaze on chest

Cub tagged 502: female, 5 lbs, small white patches on chest, larger patch on right side.

Once the cubs were tagged, they were passed around. They smelled like dirt and were soft and cuddly like a puppy. They were both trying to snuggle and get warm again but were not opposed to climbing onto our shoulders to look around and be in a higher position.

Finally, King was taken out of the den. Mitch and Lisa weighed her (152lbs) and took hair samples, checked her teeth and her measurements. They also replaced her collar so that she would have fresh batteries for the next year. Jake gathered soft wood branches to help insulate and clean the den a little bit before we had to put the bears back.

Biologists doing what they love.

King looked healthy. She had thick, long hair like my bear did and she had a beautiful white blaze on her chest. I couldn't wait to get my photo taken with her. I had to maneuver my snowshoes so that I wouldn't bump King while I got behind her. I was struck by how powerful she seemed as I held her head and paw. Every time I sat there in awe of her, my thoughts were broken by her inhales and exhales.

King

Even when they talked about the bears acting up when they check the dens, it is clear that all three of them love their job. Lisa was able to name generations and generations of bears throughout the study areas with such enthusiasm and passion. It was hard not to be just as excited.

King

At one point, Lisa brought up a conversation that she had with a friend of hers who asked how she could hunt an animal that she works so closely with. Lisa explained that she has seen bears that have been killed by other bears, have been hit by cars, had horrible cases of mange and were dying of starvation. For her (and me) letting a bear live a full, healthy and complete life and then die a quick, sudden death - and feed a family - is much better than suffering. I couldn't agree more!

Jake mentioned that King was moving her eyes and we all knew that it was time to pack it up and head home. We got our things and started down towards the snowmobiles while Jake, Mitch and Lisa put the bears back in the den and covered the hole up. The trip from the snowmobiles and back to the truck seemed to go twice as fast as it took us to get into the woods.

It was an incredible day out in the woods and we were able to do something that few people do. As a new bear hunter, it meant even more to me. I am lucky to have had the opportunity and be able to spend the day in the Maine woods with some of the best bear biologists in the Nation.

Where are the women?

This week, my interview with Steve at The Maine Outdoorsman went live. Steve said yesterday 200 people hit his site viewing over 500 pages. That is a lot of people reading about little ole me and hunting. Why? When I think of women who are in the general public's eye and hunt, I can think of 2 - Country singer Miranda Lambert and Sarah Palin. Why only two? Why is the female hunter such a fascinating thing? (I should probably note that I do not have cable so any and all female hunters on the hunting stations are lost to me. I'll keep it to the general public because that's what I am familiar with.) People/media were fascinated by the fact that they could get footage of Palin and her gun, shooting (and gutting) animals but I feel like the nostalgia would be lost if they had the same footage of McCain. Lambert and her hubby Blake Shelton tweet photos of their kills, and comment on what/where they are hunting. I only know this because I follow both. That's it....

So much to celebrate - let's give away stuff!

As you know from my last post, this month I am celebrating the one year anniversary of this blog, 10 years of hunting with my Dad and a milestone birthday. In honor of all three, I want to give away some great Maine stuff to all of you! Rules: 1. Leave a comment 2. On Oct 28 (my big bday), Dad will pick a number and the corresponding post will win. What will you win? A big basket of great Maine and outdoor things! Such as: fly fishing flies, blueberry something, Maine maple syrup, apple butter (to be made by me on Tuesday), something related to deer hunting and a couple of great books signed by local authors. (Pictures will be posted when I am back at a computer). So thank you for your support and for helping my celebrate such a great month!!

So much for respectable stand placement

Dad has hunted on the land that houses the Sky Condo for the better part of his life. About six years ago, we built the SC and started hunting there full time. At that time, there were no other hunters near by. A few years ago, a hunter bought a bordering piece of property, re-did the old camp that was there and brought his buddies along. We haven't had a lot of incidents with them (trespassing last year, putting pink ribbon on my tree seat and lying to us when we asked them what they shot - a search through the list at the tagging station said an 8-point buck). Two years ago, Dad bought a piece of land that is separated from the Sky Condo property by a powerline and a driveway that is privately owned by our hunting neighbor. The land was bought in May and once October came, our neighbor put a treestand up along the edge of the powerline, facing our new piece of property and right next to our traveling path. We were cautious from that point ...

and a strong cup of coffee

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