After getting married in April, my wife Faith and I decided that an exotic tropical honeymoon just wasn’t for us. We did have the perfect place in mind, though. A place that regular Live Hunt readers know that I cherish: Afognak Island. [ Read Full Post ]
One of things I repeatedly heard as my wedding day approached was, “You’re done hunting now.” Fortunately I found the right girl, and that oft-repeated bit of wisdom couldn’t be farther from the truth. Last Christmas I bought my wife-to-be her first bow. She had never even shot one before, but in no time, she was drilling arrows with a 50-pound draw weight as well as the average archer. My primary goal this spring was to help her get her first bear with her bow. Growing up, she spent many nights on the bear stand with her brothers, but never got the chance to pull the trigger. The beginning of June finally brought her chance. [ Read Full Post ]
With new opportunities for wolf trapping and hunting opening up, more people are keeping an eye out for them. Here are a couple of tips for finding them and determining if wolves are calling your hunting grounds home.
There are three basic ways you can tell if wolves are near. The first way, of course, is seeing and hearing them on a regular basis. This sounds straight forward, but keep in mind that often wolves can be in an area without being seen. [ Read Full Post ]
If there is an epitome of trapping, it is the pursuit of the wolf. There are few creatures as intelligent, wily, and powerful as the wolf, and here in Alaska I have the unique opportunity to play my cards with them every winter. Last season I only managed to catch one, but this year is off to a good start.
A pack of wolves—the same pack from which I caught the black one last year—returned to my marten trap line a few weeks ago. I saw their tracks at the beginning of the season, but I wanted to pattern them, and nearly eight weeks passed before they were back. One of the challenging things about trapping wolves is the mental side of it. I knew that these wolves would probably come back, and had a good idea of where they should return, but I had my doubts. I waited to see what would happen, and when they did come back, it was in the exact spot where they jumped on my trail last year. The next weekend I set out about 18 snares and a handful of Alaskan #9 legholds, and spent a lot of time at work daydreaming about how things would go down. [ Read Full Post ]
A couple days after Thanksgiving, my belly still full of turkey, we were out after more deer with two new guests at the lodge, Zeev and Wayne. As if the hunting hadn’t been good before, Luke assured me that I was about to have my mind blown. The snowstorm had just blown out, and the winds were calm enough that we could make it into some bays that are usually very productive. They are surrounded by steep mountains, so as soon as there’s much snow, all of the deer are pushed down to within a hundred yards or so of the beach. [ Read Full Post ]
Thanksgiving Day on Afognak Island brought a nasty windstorm. This made a lot of areas inaccessible by boat due to a large swell, so we hunted the woods around Seal Bay. Another of Luke’s buddies, Josh Tobey, and I were dropped off on one side of the bay, and Luke, Adam, and Kevin hopped off on the other. [ Read Full Post ]
My usual greeting when arriving at Afognak Wilderness Lodge for a blacktail deer hunt goes something like, “You should have been here last week! We had a ton of snow and the hunting was phenomenal!” Well this year I finally hit it perfect. I arrived two days before Thanksgiving and right after a big dump of snow to spend the holiday hunting with my buddies Josh and Luke Randall. [ Read Full Post ]