Put out a set yesterday that seemed like one of those "can't miss" locations. Well, this guy wanted to prove it was a "can't miss" location Must not be many guys trapping this section of the river, given the age and size of the rodents I am catching.
More skinning and fleshing than I care to do. But, the landowner walked down to the set with me and he was very happy to see this web-footed logger in the conibear.
Why beaver like to travel these narrow little channels to make scent mounds at the back end, is beyond me, but surely makes them easier to catch. This one has made his last scent mound.
Found five muskrats in my short string of traps this morning, covering the gas money, Starbucks, and a little to spare. Should have had seven. A mink or otter got one that was in a conibear and another got away.
The one that got away had the last laugh, today. I walked up to a set and a rat was below the lip of the three-foot river bank, in about an inch of water, gnawing on my carrot as if he had not a care in the world. As I snuck up to dispatch him, he dove in the water, disappearing, and straightening out trap wire to its end. He popped up about twenty feet from shore. WTH? I only have about two feet of wire on the trap.
I walk down to the set, reel in the wire, and find only a toenail in the trap. Damn it. As much as he loves carrots, he will not survive his next carrot thievery. The last laugh will be mine.