Hello All ,And congratulations on your hunt and thanks for taking us along.I don't mean to hyjack your thread but I want to tell my story as well ,Thank you Greg for the invite and all of your hard work with helping us out on the hunt.I'll make it as short as I can . I sat on stands for three nights without seeing anything one of those nights was in the rain ,I decided that night I wasn't going to shoot anything because of the rain and later learned that the other guys had decided the same thing. They left there stands early and was dry by the time I came out of the bush soaked. Greg had dropped me off at the stand site and said he went to his stand and when it started to rain hard he got down and went for a ride in his truck he said he didn't want to disturb my hunt so he didn't come in and get me .That's Greg always thinking of someone else, Thanks Greg .Had an enjoyable evening but still didn't see anything . Moved to another bait that had a camera set up on it and had pictures of the bear that I eventually killed the next night. Again Greg dropped me of at the stand site where with the camera we knew the bear was coming in as soon as we got done baiting ,so greg walked in with me and rattled the bait bucket while I climbed into the tree stand, Greg left then all got ouiet for awhile, I started hearing brush break out by the road and was wondering what it was until I heard it walking down the rock covered road and could tell it was a moose. Then there was a butterfly which landed on my shoulder and stayed there for a half an hour at least, If i looked out of the corner of my eye i could see the wings moving back and forth, After relaying this to my wife about the wings on my shoulder see laughed and said that's the only pair of wings I'll have on my shoulder. I said I'm trying honey I really am. Then a humming bird starts circling me and my orange vest thinking he's found the mother load of flowers at 6 '3 and three hundred and thirty pounds I must have looked impressive to him. I just felt like this was going to be the night, Anyway i hear foot steps behind me not wanting to turn around to see what it is because being only seven foot off the ground and dead calm I didn't want to move anyway it was close real close I kept looking between my feet on the stand and expecting to see a nose or something it never happened ,it paced back and forth once and then walked off, so I don't know what it was for sure. Then about twenty minutes later i heard footsteps again and was trying to determine the direction when I realized it was coming from the front of me I could see the bushes moving and the sounds getting closer thinking here he comes then about thirty five yards out pokes the head of a wolf he's lifts his nose and I'm sure he gets a snoot full of me ,but doesn't seem to be afraid and walks out in front of me and completely circles me and gets behind me still only about twenty five yards away then walks off. I'm thinking this is incredible, Then back to the deafening slience except for the bugs buzzing in my ears. About twenty minutes later sound from the same direction as the wolf come from and in the same spot another wolf sticks it's head out of the bushes catches a wiff of me and is gone like the wind. Then again the dead calm about twenty minutes later I hear foot falls and a bear my bear marches to the bait and lays down and starts chewing on a bone ,I'm waiting for the shot to present itself and he rolls over on his back and scratches himself ,I almost laugh out loud thinking of those sharp claws and he had better be careful. Anyway he stands and rolls a log off the pile and lands on his foot he stops for a second and starts licking the sweet stuff we had for them. He's broadside and moves his front leg forward that's all I need and the Don Gilson stone tipped arrow head is on it's way and to the target, goes through and sticks into a log and breaks off, then he's gone in a flash and we recover him in the morning . My turn to do some work right now ,I have to go .Again thanks greg and i hope I didn't offend anyone for telling my story on your thread. Can't wait until the end Of August Montana bound. Thanks Gib