This Friday was my maiden trip of the year after beaver. This year has been a tough one. I was shut out during the deer season. I didn't even have a shot at a legal deer.
The conditions were perfect. The water was calm and the moon was bright. It didn't take long to get into some action.
I was out with a couple of trad gang members Mike G and Mr. C. Mike got the nights frist kill. He shot a very large beaver and put two excellent shots on it but we couldn't find it. We decided to give it some time and come back later to look for it. I was having a little trouble. I couldn't find my good tabs and had to use one I keep in the car for emergencies. Well, this was one. I seemed to be more than just a little off throughout the evening.
After alot of action we decided to go check on Mikes' big boy. As we entered the cove there were two bright white flecthings sticking out of the water. His beaver had expired while tring to get to the bank. It was a real pig.
My turn again. We came up on one climbing out of the water and this time I finally put everything together. I put another anchoring shot into him and we watched him give his last kicks in the water. The only problem is that we couldn't get the boat to him. We could see him, just not get to him. Mike the "beaver retriever" to the rescue. He jumped out onto a clump of exposed bank and tried to get a net on it. Finally we had to put a rope around it and haul it in. Getting Mike back in the boat was another adventure!
Chuck even got into the action with a solid connection on a beaver later in the night.
What a great night out with a couple of real fine gentelmen.
Topic: Black Friday (Read 698 times)
