Muskrat I know you're not a BS'r. You're a NWT boy ain't no need.
1979 I'm trapping along the McKenzie River. I catch a wolverine in a #2 double spring, set for a lynx. I have a short toggle maybe 5' long and the wolverine starts making tracks down the line. I follow it for a while and discover two ends of the toggle lying in the trail. It looks like the wolverine is now just packing a trap and chain. I follow until it turns into a willow river flat. I'm thinking maybe the chain will get tangled in willows so I pull out the cooey and head into the flat. Sure enough I immediately start hitting tore up areas. I then start hearing the gulo on a rampage. I stalk in closer and closer, I can still remember how the willows were thrashing around before I could see it. We make eye contact about the same time and the wolverine lurches towards me. I take a hail mary shot with the 22 and turn and run like crazy, meanwhile trying to get another 22 shell into the single shot while in full flight.
I turned around convinced it was on my trail but the toggle still had a 12' section left around the trap ring and the wolverine was hung up pretty good. My fluke shot had hit home so I went back and finished off the wolverine. I'm not a smoker but I think I could have used one at that point.