Hey!  Do you see what I see?  Ya, a trap!

The beaver has been back for a few weeks AGAIN and we thought we had him pegged.  Unfortunately, Weasel’s shot must have only discouraged it for a week or so because it came back and almost flooded out Neff’s pond and ultimately our field.  Luckily, I went down there and was able to dislodge the beavers plug before too much water came over the bank and washed out the dam.  Since then it’s been an everyday ordeal to try and put that bad boy in his grave.  There are three of us attempting to trap him, while everyone who goes down to the field is “carrying”.  Without a gun, I had it within 20 feet of me.

Since all the hardware has been set, we have only caught one raccoon, but the beaver has set off one conibear twice and used it in his small dam as filler.  I have had a snare tripped twice and Bob has had his jump traps buried in moss and then set off twice in another location.  We think the second location is the results of raccoons.

So, here we go on week number 3 of trying to catch that little guy.  We are pretty sure we are dealing with only one beaver.  Oh and the third party trying their hand at catching it, is Tracker.  He is armed with a very wide and not so tall conibear trap.

Today we moved two of Bob’s traps down next to my snare.  Those were the ones under the moss.  A moved trap gathers no moss.

Wish us all the luck in the world because if that bad boy washes out Neff’s pond it’s going to make one heck of a big old mess of the farm.

And for all you concerned citizens, we have an official OKie-Dokie from the State Fish and Game to catch this little S.O.B.

Bears Butt

July 17, 2014