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Looking West past my camp. Behold, some rigs in the woods back there.

During Elk season we had the majority of the Skagit division of our hunting crew. Behind my camp, in the trees, you can see the back of a rig and where we had the Big Top set up.

The crew from Skagit County (Les Fitzgerald's relatives) were in this deluxe setup. I can't remember how many gas grills they had, but it would have made a good bomb. A shower stall was off to the right, down near the creek.

Looking into the entrance to the kitchen?

This starts to show some of the grills lined up before getting to the mess hall. The barrels were for heating shower water.

Les and I did some treasure hunting between seasons.

This is Les Fitzgerald, the main man at the whole hunting camp. We tried our luck at finding treasure at this old cabin site, but we only found a lot of broken up cast iron stove chunks.

Smackout Wolf Pack

A couple pictures of wolf tracks that I took. Les had some also, but here are mine.

This is some wolf tracks I ran into on a hunt over Jim Creek Pass.

On one of my excursions through the snow at the Jim Creek mine I came across this area that the Smackout Wolf Pack had already hunted. That sort of ticked me off, and I drove at least half a mile along this road, with the only thing in it is these tracks, before I stoped to take a picture.

These tracks are coming toward me, they went by where I connected to this road a little while before me. They may have heard me coming. It must be about a dozen of them. And, watching the tracks, they hunted anything that moved within a thousand feet of the road.

No one sees any moose around here much anymore, due to the wolfs. And according to the locals, Not a single moose calf under two years old exists here anymore.

This is a wolf track compared to my foot.

It seems like everybody needs to do this to show the size comparison. Looking at my foot.

If I would have stoped sooner, I could have used a fresher track. This one is about an hour old.

This is just one pack, apparently there are several, and they will be competing for food. I would love to catch and transplant the whole pack to Sehome Hill. Then fence them in with Huxley Collage to clean up the environment.