The hunter becomes the hunted (part 5)
Cory shouted "YOU LIED!"
I said, real calm like "now let me explain it to you!"
Cory said "okay... okay"
I paused to think than said "You where too young to hunt anything legally... so it was me and mom that came to this very camp two years ago" Cory nodded and I said "back then I had a .45-70 rifle, your mother had to use that rifle... she also had a custom made .40 s&w handgun"
Cory said "Your going into detail too much"
"right" I said and thought... I said "One night she got up to use the out house and she was not back in the morning... We looked for as long as we could and found no sign of her. We had to leave the next day or risk the plane freezing in the pond"
I handed Cory the picture, his thumb stroked Linda's picture. I said "she was a very smart wolf... She knew almost everything about survival... I just want to find something of hers, just something to remind us of her"
Cory wiped a tear and asked "why did you drag me into this?"
I said "I-I... Just ... If I didn't take you you would be very mad at me over it"
Cory passed me the picture and said "we search together" and walked out of my room.
The next day: We hiked up to where our elk guts are and stay back a few hundred... We might want to find something of Linda's but I still have bear tags that I wont pass-up on filling. Cory snapped his fingers softly and pointed at something. Using my scope on the gun, I took a close look.
I saw a big bear slowly walking along the guts, he looked to be 300 yards away. I flicked off the safety and aiming a little high pulled the trigger *BANG* The bear did a little jump, when his feet hit the ground he toppled-over and slowly rolled down the hill, he stopped rolling about 200 yards away.
We carefully approached the bear, poking it to confirm its death. We cut the guts out and such. Taking the meat and head back to camp, Cory asked "what you going to do with this one?"
I said "I quite like the meat... I was thinking of sending the head to a taxidermist so he can clean the meat, eyes and brain out and I get the skull" he nodded, we hung the meat in a shed and went out to look for a keep sake from Linda.
We looked for hours and no sign... We came to the beach and walked towards the dock we landed next to. We can now see the plane against the dock, Deon is not in there.
We walk up the path and go into the cabin, no Deon! we walk back down the path and find where he fell down and some thing dragged him off. There where no tracks around, just a walkie-talkie.
I pick it up, press the button and say "hello?"
Trough the static I hear "Hello?"