Thursday, June 12, 2014

Bears in Wisconsin

As most know, I run my trail cameras year round because I love to get pictures of any critter that walks the woods.  This time of year, year after year, my cameras are run down with pictures of hungry black bears that have emerged from a long hibernation and are in search of two things: food, and a mate.  Black bear mating season occurs mid-June and can last until early August.  During this time, bears are in search of a breeding partner, but also trying to fill themselves back out after losing large amounts of fats over the winter.  Boars will breed with several different sows through the summer, except those that already have this year’s cubs with her.  Bear sightings during the day are more common, as their judgment is clouded,  much like strutting toms or rutting bucks, and the fear of people is somewhat forgotten as they try to breed.  A few summers ago, I was walking my beagle at high noon and encountered a male chasing a female through an open hay field.  The female crossed the county road, but as several cars stopped to check him out, the male was caught on the other side of the road.  He pawed at the ground, growled, huffed and puffed, upset that the cars were deterring him from crossing the road to pursue his female.
I’ve already had several different bears of various sizes and ages this spring on my cameras that span a three county area.  Unfortunately, it takes years to draw a kill tag in my area, and after filling my 2012 archery bear tag, I find myself waiting until 2016 for my next chance to hunt.  The night I harvested my male, he came in with a smaller sow pictured below.  I’m glad that I was able to see the difference and harvested a mature male versus a sow that will potentially produce offspring for future hunting generations.



Regardless, I love seeing the different bears that walk through, and it’s great to practice aging and sizing black bears, which can be difficult with the long, heavy fur and lack of a “monster rack” to judge.  Bears are categorized as trophies by the size of their skull; something difficult to gauge as you stand shaking in a treestand.  Neck size and ear length are the two things I look at when aging a bear.  Flipping through trail camera pictures, I can see that I have several yearling cubs coming in, evident by their huge ears and lanky legs.  It is also good practice to learn the difference between males and females, as taking a sow with cubs is considered unlawful.  Often times, especially in the later part of fall, cubs won’t be right at the heels of the sow, so you could potentially put your tag on a mother bear when the cubs were a ways behind.  Much like a dairy cow, boars will have broad shoulders and thick neck, and a straight back with a hump around the shoulder area, whereas sows will typically have a swayback, a large hindquarter area, and a smaller face/head with a flatter forehead.    
It’s a common misconception that having a large amount of bear in your hunting woods will deter bucks from staying in your area.  It is true that if given the opportunity, bears will pray on young fawns.  If a hunter is targeting bears specifically by keeping an active bait site in the area, then yes, the deer population will tend to avoid said feeding ground.  I keep mineral sites in my woods that are not targeting any one species.  I have an equal amount of furbearers, black bear, small game and deer, including some decent bucks that frequent the area throughout the rut, even though, like clockwork, bears are passing through to check out the mineral site.

Cubs are often the worst offenders and will hang around mineral sites, I think, because they are bored and lonely.  This young cub, for instance, stayed at this site for 4+ hours one night.  Judging by his age, I think he was recently kicked off from his sow as she was ready to breed, so he appears to be bored and in search of a playmate. 

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

2014 Spring Turkey Season in Wisconsin

I had a very rewarding spring turkey season this last year.  I was fortunate enough to take out a youth hunter, harvest a bird with a hero of mine, and even call in and bag a gobbler all by myself.  I spent many hours in the woods, became sleep deprived, risked my relationships and work performance, and spent whole paychecks on gas to run from spot to spot, but it was all worth it.  It would take me days to write up all the anecdotes from this season's adventures, so instead, here's my 2014 season in pictures:






My first turkey encounter of the season when I was out calling coyotes.
A week before the regular season, I had the thrilling chance to take out my first youth hunter for the Learn-To-Hunt program.  He witnessed a nice gobbler come thundering from that far ridge on the right, all the way into the decoys, spitting, strutting, and gobbling the whole way.  A live hen came in and intersected the gobbler at 40 yards, so I had to give my hunter the green light.  He took a long shot and missed, but was very excited to witness a bird in the rut and have a shot opportunity.  I think he's hooked.



One of my blind setups for the youth hunt.

I had my chance the next week, season 1, but ate tag sandwich.  


My cousin Adam called in this nice 3 year old on public land, season 3.
He ended up being 19#, but I found out that someone had been baiting on public land.

Not 2 hours later, Adam called in a beautiful gobbler for Ricky.  I was able to sit and film on this hunt.


One of the best days of my life.


Back at it for season 4, in the cow pasture.
The cow pasture was one of my favorite spots all year, but the birds are finicky.


On weeks that I didn't have a tag, I still ventured out to see what I would encounter.



Hunting the ridge underneath a roost site.  Had 3 hens fly up shortly after this picture was taken.


One of the last weeks of the season.  Vegetation helps with concealment, but decoys are hard to see, birds are hard to spot, call sounds don't travel as far, and the bugs are awful!




I tried filming all my hunts, but self-filming is hard! Here's a stillshot from a fun hunt where I encountered a fisher, a skunk, and had a hen within feet of me.
The next afternoon, I filled my last tag.  Here's the exact setup and the scene showing how the gobbler got between the jake fan and the feeding hen decoy.  He was at half strut when I shot him.


He had a shorter beard than my first bird, only 8 inches and was 2 pounds lighter, but was older and had really burned off the weight chasing hens.  His crop was completely empty and dry when I cut it open.
One of my proudest hunts to date.
 I scouted, picked the spot, and called in this bird all by myself after sitting for almost 13 hours that day.

Someone's got to bring home the groceries!


That "tough old Tom" myth is quickly debunked when you marinade overnight and make turkey jerky!