Since I am new here I thought I would share as much as I can ....here is my write up from another forum of my second season back country hunt (hopefully with some pics) from October: The last 2 years have been rough for me hunting wise. Last year I had just started a new job and was only able to get 3 days hunting in. It was very warm and not a lot of action to be found on the mountain. Year before that I was still at the tail end of the medical retirement process and couldn't go at all (the year everyone in camp tagged out on the first day , of course). So, this year I was able to swing leave from tonight through all of next week as well. Best case scenario I come home with multiple animals...worst case is I spend a full week in the back country!! I will get off work today, head home and pack up the Jeep. Following kisses for mama and the Hunting Princess I will head up to Wellington to the CPOs house for the evening. We will finish packing out the truck and trailer with what I bring, have a couple of cold ones and then settle in for some fitful sleep in anticipation of the zero-dark-thirty wake up. Our trip will take us up through Wyoming and then back down through Walden and Toponas on our way to camp. Once we leave town I won't be able to post until we return. From the title you can see we are a military rich camp. Besides me the others are as follows SGT(Aaron, former 11B/Ranger), MSG (Bob, retired Army motor sergeant and CPO's dad) and CPO (John, retired Navy maintenance Chief and the guy who probably saved me from some bad stuff by inviting to his camp 5 years ago). In addition, this year's camp gets a little something extra as CPO is bringing his young'un, the LGC (Lil Ginger Cajun) for the first time. We all share a bunch of common experiences through service and deployments that make camp a very easy place to be. This year's tags look like this; Me-bull, buck and bear tag (playing the odds SOMETHING will step out ), SGT- bull tag, MSG- bull tag, CPO-buck tag. Hopefully by the end of the week the meat pole will have a sag to it ....... We got up to camp early, got set up, cut fire wood for the stove and were raring to go for the opener. Opener was a slow day with nothing but a couple of coyotes for us and not very many shots fro the surrounding area either. The day was a bit of a downer as we also had to deal with a jack-leg riding his freaking ATV into the wilderness. The @sshats who ride those things up there have torn down all of the signs and think that absolves them from following the law. After a good nights sleep and continuing chilly temps, we headed out on Sunday with renewed hope. I move to a high ridge watching an expansive bowl but had no activity. About mid morning I heard the report of a couple of shots from way down the valley and hoped it had been one of our party. Just after noon I was restless and decided to head back to camp for some chow. As I rolled down the trail entering camp I noticed some commotion. The other camp members were all there and working on 2 deer!! Seems my buddy's dad and son scored does almost simultaneously while sitting together. I tucked in helping with skinning. When we were done we shared some chow in the afternoon sun. About 1430 I decided to head for my favorite spot up and over a ridge(down a hole)and my other buddy (Aaron) decided to join me. we staked out a meadow that stretches about a mile and a half, me at the top and him in the middle. The afternoon was clear and chilly but uneventful. About 35 minutes before the end of shooting light Aaron comes rolling up to my spot and I wave him into the wood line with me. He asked if I was ready to go and I said "No, we have some light left and head lamp, let's sit." So we sat and talked of our respective time in SOF (he is a Ranger and I was in 2 different SF Groups)and deployments while drinking in the last of the day. About 5-10 minutes left in shooting light I caught movement out in the meadow. It was a bear!! As I raised my rifle Aaron said "BEAR" a little louder than he intended and the bruin started to lope toward the woods. I caught him in the scope and dropped him with a shot to the neck about 40 feet from the timber. I never would have guessed that of the 3 tags I carried into the woods THIS would be the one I filled I will try to post some pics when I get home from work. BTW, he is a dark chocolate color and went about 300lbs.