I made camp with a friend two days before the opener of early bear season on the "middle landing" of the timber lands I am leasing in the Big Moose tract, near Big Moose station, Twitchell Lake, and Big Moose Lake. The weather was unseasonably cold and we spent the first few nights dealing with the hardest September frosts anyone up that way could remember. But it felt like hunting season, and all was well, so long as you had a mummy bag and some good whiskey. I had both.
|Bear Camp on the middle landing|
|Another view of Bear Camp.|
|Twitchell Lake at sundown.|
|Cow moose and twin calves, 2011.|