Just got in from my week in the Upper Peninsula trying to get my friend Bob a black bear. Bob had a third hunt license which opened on September 25. We arrived at the Baldwin Camp a day early so we could freshen the two baits we had going. One bait had been getting hit on a regular basis, but the other had not seen any action for several days.
The bait that my friend Gregg Baldwin had started for us had several bear on the trail camera, but a ground blind had to be used in the thicket that Gregg baited in. We set up a portable blind but were only 20 yards away from the bait.
The evening of the 25th. may have been the most boring night I have ever spent in a blind! There was no breeze, no birds, no animals, no nothing! Not even a loud beaked blue jay! Four hours of total silence, limited movement, and the same scenery, still, silent, and unchanging. Was so glad to get back to camp that night.
On the second day we decided to hunt bait number 2, even though it had not been visited by a bear recently. Windy, stand creaking, and only a squirrel and a couple of thrushes visited the bait. Back to the cabin!
Day three of our 4 day hunt saw us back at spot number one, and wouldn’t you know it the bait pile was gone, and our trail cam showed a nice bear had been there at 6:37! Wow! Prime time! Boy were we kicking ourselves in the behind.
To make a long story a little shorter we sat two more evenings and saw nothing except a very large raccoon. End of story end of hunt! You don’t get em every year, that’s hunting. We had a good time none the less with our wives and the Baldwin family, and the use of the beautiful (off the grid) family deer hunting camp. As always Gary Baldwin, his wife Nancy, and Gary’s dad Dick made us feel at home with their caring hospitality. Just sitting on the camps front porch, as Big Creek meanders by, is worth the drive in itself. Thanks Baldwin Clan! In the immortal words of the former Governor of California “I’ll Be Back!!!”