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Well today was interesting. Set out this morning around 9 to do some bear hunting. Got to the gate and noticed it was not pinned in. The lock was still locked. I opened the gate and closed it behind me locking it up. I got up to where I wanted to hunt and parked the Jeep. As I got out and was looking around a vehicle drove up and thought to myself another spring bear permit holder. That changed pretty quick and in the vehicle were two guys and a girl in the back. As they pulled up they said (insert Bevis laugh) "You up here shooting too"? I told them no and and asked what they were doing up there and asked if they came up to shoot (I wanted to know if they were armed). They said yes. I said they wern't supposed to be out here and the driver started to argue with me. The passenger dude looked fried and when he talked I couldn't understand him and I got instantly on guard with him. I was watching the drivers hands and girl in the back at first. I made sure they knew I was well armed (.45 on the hip) and said they should probably go before they got caught trying to sound at least friendly. I was by myself so didn't need any trouble. Well after a few words (nothing serious) they turned around and left. I decided to call the WDFW Sergent on the contact sheet given to us but no answer. So I called the DNR office and told them about it. I gave them the make, model, color and license number just in case something went wrong. He said they might send and officer out. I decided to just hunt near where my Jeep was parked cuz I didn't trust them one bit. I could hear them shooting for a few hours but when I left I didnt see them and the gate was open again, lock still locked. So I looked more closely at the lock box and noticed you don't even need keys to open them up if you know how they work. At least this one.Anyways just wanted to post a reminder to be safe out there especially when alone. I HATE tweakers.
I should have called in sick today and went with you buddy. Sorry, glad it all worked out.
about a year and a half ago I ran into some fudge packers. I'm guessing they were married dudes who were escaping to the woods to *ahem* get away from it all...
I wouldn't have confronted them. I'd have just called it in. This could've gone really bad, really fast. I'm glad it didn't, Timber. We've lost enough members on this site for the week.
They might be out poaching wild game to eat because they have no other money to buy food. I was out in Valley riding my enduro and meet 2 tweeker women out looking for moose. They seamed out of place and got their license number in case a moose was found in that area poached. Never can tell what is in a tweeker's mind.