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... from the tree and snap the traps without being caught? We were mystified. I spied a clump of brown hair laying on the white snow. It most certainly was not caribou hair, and Josh confirmed that the bait he set out had no hair. It looked very much like brown bear. We peered through the forest. With the warm temperature and lack of snow, we expected bears to be out of hibernation early, and had heard reports elsewhere of grumpy bruins already on the prowl. For the first time ...
... his size, and went on our merry way. Over the hill the caribou came, they had dug up the icy ground. They pawed and churned up the trail so bad, they had been everywhere, all around. But finally we made the decent, you see, into the great tundra flat, But before we arrived, we saw a surprise! Some tracks led up to our trap. It was a fox that was there, bold and unfearing of soul. Tempted by bait, he knocked it unstraight, but left it tainted whole. "Look here!" ...
... and what a trail to learn on! I hated snow machines- I hated that they always want to tip over (we have rolled snowmachines more times than I can count on the flats and I have the bruises to show for it); and I hated that they are impossible to steer. "The trail is broke in already," Josh assured me. "You just put the skis in the trail and press the throttle. It'll guide itself! " Well, it does NOT guide itself. In fact, it only really wanted to go straight amd fought me ...
... trap. When it came to natural selection, I guess I would be a gonner since I knew the trap was there but almost stepped in it several times anyay. I felt a little better when Josh walked over to the snow machine and stepped in the trap himself. Guess I'm not the only one who would be extinct. Due to the heavy winter boots, he was not hurt. Just his pride. After the week was done, this set would prove to be useless as well. Three squirrels got caught in our ...
... we discovered the gas gauge on Greg's machine was not working properly as it ran out of gas halfway up that cursed First Hill. The obstacles were endless. One week, it was hovering right around zero degrees, and the next week, it jumped to above freezing, where, a few days later, it dropped again, subsequently freezing all our traps. Each one had to be pried from the ice and reset. Oh, and let's not forget that we seem to be "feeding ...