2nd Day of Bear season

After we finished shoveling the driveway, we packed the M-i-L in the truck and headed to Wally World. Terry had discovered she was short a few things for Thanksgiving dinner, there were a few things I wanted to check out, and we needed more cat food (again!).

On the way down the hill, we passed a hunting camp that abuts our property. There were several trucks parked there but what really caught my attention was what they had on their meat pole.




Hey, it is the second day of the PA Bear season.

Our bruin visitor from last evening came back during the night to empty the other feeders. It bent the pole, took the stick feeder off to the side, dumped the plastic house feeder, and generally made a mess. Of course, it hasn't come back during the day.

And before some one says something about "shooting a cub" this bear would go about 200-225 pounds. It's on its own and not with a momma bear. After seeing pictures of Dufus up at the Bolt Hole (475 pounds give or take 25) every bear will seem like a cub unless it's a Kodiak, Alaskan Brown, grizzly or polar bear. Doesn't mean I wouldn't shoot it.