Solo Caribou Hunt 2020. Journal entry number one. First day. And actually I gotta, this is a redo.

Somehow I had my recording device here set to

uh... Over right. I'd done two days worth of journal entries just doing a few minutes here and there kind of,

you know, a narrative of what was going on and I had a setting icon on my Zoom recording device that didn't look

right but I couldn't figure out what it was.

So I started digging last night and everything but the very last entry

that I made last night, which was an important one, had been overwritten. So hopefully I've got it correct now and I'm not

overriding that one. At any rate day one I took off with Toker Service in a super cub airplane. I weighed in the night before and my pack was only 40 pounds and I'm not sure if somehow their scale was calibrated funny I thought it was 50

but as a result that night I thought I don't put a little more food in I'm going to take the

spotting scope after all and so I strapped some more stuff on my pack.

And when I weighed in the next morning had to repent and remove a bunch of that because I was at

well like 58 pounds and when you get in a super cub airplane generally they limit you to a maximum of 50 pounds in your pack. You can wear your

binoculars and your camera around your neck and you can wear your

rain gear and some other heavy stuff which as an aside is a good idea because it

can get cold flying in a super cub. Anyway got a

sorted out we took off and we flew for quite a while we're actually looking for

caribou I was about 10 days too late to be ideal. The Caribou in this area

migrate and they disperse back into the mountain country.

And what you want to do is catch those migrations.

I was too late for that.

So I went from thinking I was going to have a chance to watch a lot of Caribou streaming by and let all the nice ones go so I could try and shoot a giant one.

To thinking that, man, solo hunt, first time hunting solo in Alaska,

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