Back home again and unpacking the truck. I had so much fun again that I didn't get many pictures although I can assure you that once everyone gets to good internet access there are lots of good pictures to post.
As of four p.m when I left camp no more bears had died. Rain was moving in when I left so I'm guessing there will be some soaked bear hunters this evening. I put a lot of miles on and looked over a lot of beary country but only turned up a sow and cub on an evening hunt with Randy for my efforts. Sytes, Elkoholic, and I hunted together the next evening. Dave (Elkoholic) and I got to watch an amazing performance of Charle's (Syte's) prowess as a rabbit whisperer. Photo evidence does exist when Dave or Charles finally gets to good coverage.
My hunt last night consisted of trying to keep up with Ethan and Julie on a marathon hike in search of a bear for Ethan. We must have walked 6-7 miles that night and I remarked to everyone back at camp that night that the girl did very well on the hike. Ethan and Julie were quick to agree and confirmed that I only complained and whined a little bit.
With all the food that everyone brought to camp, I suspect we may have gained weight in spite of the vigorous exercise chasing bears and telling tales.
I have to say though, the highlight of my trip was when Randy11's wife Katie, drove up around noon with a bear shaped birthday cake celebrating my birthday. Katie's sister baked the cake. By Katie's description her sister is a semi-pro cake baker and decorator who would like to make a business out of her baking. From my experience with the bear cake, I think she needs to quit whatever she does for a day job and open a bakery. The incredible thoughtfulness of Randy and Katie's gesture was enhanced by the dense, dark chocolate cake with huckleberry cream cheese filling. Without a doubt it was the best cake I've ever eaten.