This time of year this far north there isn’t much night. It doesn’t get dark until about 10:30 and by the time 5 a.m. rolls around you can see fairly well. Which means there is a lot of time to burn in camp before heading out to your stands.
I spent this morning watching our outfitter, Wally Mack, preparing his “secret” brew for bears. He is cooking up vats of caramel that he dilutes with water and then blends in a combo of oats and chewy candies to create a sweet and sticky mash that bears can’t resist.
I ate some of the caramel (sans oats and candy) and have to admit it was pretty tasty.
The other course on the bears’ menu isn’t nearly as appetizing (to me at any rate). Beaver carcasses supplied by local trappers are hung from high crossbeams and the riper they get the more the bears enjoy them.
My plan for the rest of the day is to set out some snares for snowshoe hares, which is one of my favorite things to do in camp. Fresh rabbit for dinner sounds pretty good.