Guys, I couldn't stand it for one more day, I had to try to get up into good bear country, despite having 140 percent of normal snowpack. A guy can only sit around twiddling his thumbs for so long.
So, I loaded up the truck, grabbed my take-down Sunset Hill and a quiver of arrows, and of I went.
Ha! That didn't last long. About 40 seconds off the pavement and I hit the first big snow drift. I slipped into four-wheel-drive mode and continued up the mountain.
Well, suffice it to say, about eight or nine snow drifts later I admitted defeat. A guy would need a snowmobile to get into the good bear country right now.
So, I backed up and backed up and backed up down the narrow loggng road until I could find a place to turn the truck around, and then I parked and strung up the longbow for some stump shooting right below snow level. Actually, it was mostly "pine cone shooting," and it was great day to be afield.
-----The pine cones on that mountain are now deathly afraid of Douglas Fir arrows.
I even managed to capture a photograph of a 78-pound take-down Sunset Hill longbow in it's native habitat: