Originally Posted by tt35
My 17 year old, six foot three son made me feel somewhat better by having some cramps in his quads on the way in also. Didn't wish anything bad on him but it made this old guy feel a little less wimpy.
We saw a couple of bear, one black sow with a cub and one cinnamon boar (presumably). We hunted the boar but somehow he gave us the slip. I think we were a little early but it was the only week I had enough days in a row between hunters to make the hunt.
Flybuster: What's up? You just fell off the face of the earth or something. Good to hear from you!
Keep up this type of hunting and your legs will be as tough as a mountain goats. I'd imagine you would have to do some pretty intensive training make this type of hunting somewhat bearable.
You're absolutely right, I have been a complete recluse. I'm finally out of school and looking for work, looking for an adventure, etc., etc. hopefully I can get back out and enjoy doing what I love, like I used to.
Can't wait to hear some more reports for you and Ben!