Came home this afternoon with 2 inches of powder on a groomed trail with fur in the sled and no new scuffs. Does life get any better? Had a pretty good trip this week. Started off with the very first snare I set this season at the beginning of the line, holding a pretty little male cross fox. Crossed the Tanana, hooked up to the groomer and off down the line. Bout 16 miles in came on wolf tracks coming at me, looked like good sized pack. Of course speed picked up knowing there was gear up the trail. Rounding the corner to my Pee post and.... NO Wolf. MB 750 froze in good and hard. 3 more times this happened and then BAM.. 90# male Gray in a #9 Pee post. Bout time.
Every corner was now getting exciting til I got to the river. They cut a corner and missed my party. Wolf sign everywhere and I pulled most of my gear out of the river last week. Ended up hooking up on a wolf in a #3 coil cat cubby. Surprisingly it held for quite awhile before the jaws pulled out of the frame.
Got to the cabin, got a fire going and on up the line. Wolves came to an old kill I had set up and didn't like something and went upriver. I followed them up river getting closer to the bait again my speed ever increasing til I came up to the bait. Seeing the tracks all over the river is a tell tale sign I'm holding something. As I approach the bait site counting snares as I go I see I have had something. I caught a wolf in a snare and it separated the moose stop below the lock. Was always nervous with those and finally lost a wolf. Had another wolf open one of my Thompson locks that I cut and pinched. Ok, 5 wolves caught and only have one in the sled. Getting PO'd. The next day picked up a 22# female lynx in a cubby behind the cabin. She'd visited the set many times this year and finally caught her.
That evening found myself checking a kill site up Caribou Cr noticing the overflow was greatly increased from last week. It's kind of a adventure in itself just climbing up this creek. And this what I find...
You've got to be kidding me. Back to the cabin for some rest in preparation for the battle to come. 6 hours with about every tool I had at the cabin and the wolf was free from it's icy tomb. It had a bobbed tail and missing a paw or should I say it has. Little careless with the chainsaw. Used a sledge to knock the block ice free once it was out of the water.
Ate like a king, drank like a sailor and slept like a baby that night. Got the lynx and fox put up and went back up river only to find a bit more overflow, enough to stop me. Pulled out the rope a long again and Ice screw and yarded the whole outfit back up and on the ice.
Tools of the Trade
Put a lot of wolf gear back out paying careful attention to where the overflow can get. Have a few #9's in danger but not worried about a live wolf in a trap vs a dead wolf in a snare. Live and learn. Howled from the cabin at night cause of the full moon or maybe I do it all the time but anyway, in the morn there was wolf tracks 75 yards in front of the cabin. 2 wolves came up to see who's on the river making all that noise. Left them some gifts, hope to see them upon my return. On the way out today, got outfoxed by a fox.