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Naw dude, you walk human (two legs), stink human, and probably sound human (your suit makes a sound whether you hear it or not) I'm not an expert but I'd guess they 1) tried to figure out what you were 2) tried to figure out what you were doing 3) let you know they were there (accepted your presence) Like someone said, if they were hunting, you'd be dead. (though I agree with Red... it happens and they should not be comfortable arround people)
I had a run-in with a pack (that I never saw, but knew they were right there) one time, and it was an experience of a lifetime. I won't bore you with the details (because some of you have already heard the whole story) but I got dropped off pretty much in the middle of a pack (that had scattered, obviously before we arrived) by helicopter, on a swamp, North of Kapuskasing and I was SURROUNDED by howling wolves all day long...Nomatter what I did, they wouldn't leave. (that's all I'll say about that!)
Coincidentally, the following winter I started working for an outfitter in Kap :twisted: :twisted:
Here's a doggin story: (brief version)
We had followed a set of fresh tracks pushing a wolf toward two hunters set up across a swamp. All was going well. The boss calls over the radio... "how's it coming?" (and we were: where the green dots stop) So we had to stop and pull out the radio to tell him: " all's perfect, he made a bee-line" As we were stopped, (on snowshoes), I had turned sideways on our path (to the left), just to catch my breath and stabilize my stance for a second. Boss says: "okay, keep pushing" (we estimated we were about 250m from the swamp). So we walked about a hundred metres and the f*cker turned (so we come over the radio:" He's turned dead east"), followed for a hundred or so "he's turned dead south", followed for a hundred or so "he's turned west?" Boss says: "What??" :shock: (laughing) and we tracked him another hundred yards to the one spot where he walked trough a set of snowshoe tracks (mine) 90 degrees to our trail :roll: :shock: and that's where the ####er crossed-home-free. At each corner, it was like he sat down, checked his compass, and turned 90 degrees! Moral of the story is that I doubt we were pushing that close to him (100 m), so he had turned and gotten out of our way well in advance of the boss coming over the radio. He had sat there and watched us follow him!! :shock: 8) Now that was a cool feeling I'll never forget! and if I ever think someone's folllowing me, I can guarantee I'll pull that on them (and then make sure they know I did 8) .)
Not to hijack, but they are cool critters, real chess players, and when I win, they die :twisted: .
my .02
Best of luck, bring a shotgun next time.
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