Another critter attracted to the smell of fresh (or not so fresh) meat around the Bolt Hole is the Fisher.
Mark had strewn a pound of ground beef that had gone bad when the power went out for a day or two. It then snowed a few inches but that didn't deter the nose of this guy. He dug up every little bit of the meat.
A couple of years ago, after I had killed and butchered a deer, we held onto the bones until late winter and then put them out. That was when Mark found a deer leg up a tree where the Fisher had dragged it as though it were a leopard.
2 comments:
Thats cool but where are all of the deer?
JDP
That, my friend, is the $64,000 question!
Then again, when the snow is 3-4 feet deep, they aren't going to be moving about much.
The pics of deer we got before the snow showed up were just like this one...middle of the night.
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