The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1911-11-16

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HA man kind benefit
thereby; hsnos this
report. Having had
splendid luck huntinS deer In
Northern Minnesota for two falls
We when I say We 1t means Mrs.
b. and myself. a. she has accom-
panied mo on all my hunting
expeditions and enjoys the outdoor
idea fully - we'll - I do. besides
being . good shot). decided ON .
trial for moose. Now. when ono IL
to hunt moose. the principal thing
is 70 30 where the moose are. So
ter . thorough Investigation into
She whereabouts Of these animals
we concluded that Cook county.
Minnesota. probably had more
moose to the square mile than any
other place in America. and
think that our findings will be
borne out by the results of that
hunt.
Having decided where to go. II
was next in order to secure tho
services of someone with q thor
q guide. Through the kindness Of
my friend. DIR. F. B. Hicks of Grand
Marats. Cook county. Minnesota.
was put In communication with Mr.
Gilbert Gilbertson OF that place.
whose personal services We wero
fortunate enough to secure. Right
here let me say that Gilbert Gil
hATfQnn a thA
thoroughly qualified guide In Cook
county. having a thorough knowledge
Of the country as well as the habits
and haunts Of game Mr.. Gilbertson
has four men. all good guides. and he
has . most unique method of charging
for his services. He or his men will
take charge Of one. two or three men
for SO per day. or he will guarantees
to get you good. fair shot at q moose
for s25. provided. however. that you
agree to hike" at least FIVE miles per
day. We are now ready to start. and
leave home for Minneapolis. where
We are Joined by Mr.. c. Herbert Al
len. thence to Duluth and from Duluth
to Grand Marais by . Booth Line
steamer. Running into dead swell"
on Lake Superior. Mrs. B. and Herb
had all the Joys Of real seasickness.
We were met at the wharf at Grand
Marais by our friend. DR.. Hicks, whose
splendid hospitality we thoroughly en-.
joyed. We were all up early next
morning to take a look at our sur.
roundings. of which 1t is impossible to
make an adequate pen picture. I'm
agine little village. Just back Of q
natural harbor of rocks. against .
mountainside of beautiful evergreens
and white birch. nearly a mile high.
ending in a tremendous promonotory
of red-hued rock at one end and miles
and miles Of the most gorgeous land
scape at the other. Cook county ID
made up of thousands of Just such
scenes. with countless lakes and riv-
ers interspersed. all Of which abound
in land-locked salmon and speckled
trout. making a veritable sportsman's
paradise as well as artists dreamland.
Our guide has now arrived with team
and wagon to take all our camp para
phernalia, provisions. etc. and we are
told that We are to drive out i've
miles to Mr. H. Gilbertson's. where we
are to have dinner. and then on eight
miles further to the 13-mile post on
the Gunflint road. which place We
reached at o'clock. tired. hungry
and In the dark. We soon unload the
big trunk containing our 14x24 tent
and in half an hour have our house
nm and Ro0d fire going
The next day we spent in perfecting
our quarters. hauling up fire wood.
etc, etc. and as the day thereafter was
November 10. or the opening day Of
! the hunting season. we were all anxi-
GUS to be ready for an early start. To
get moose by still hunting it is i'm
perative that you get near the feeding
grounds by daylight. We were &C.
cordingly on the trail as soon as 1t
good fortune was with us. for we were
scarcely at the edge of the old burn
ing, now nicely grown up with young
poplars, alder bushes and hazel brush.
when we found a fresh moose track in
the light snow that had fallen the
previous day. Judging by the size Of
the hpof-print We at once decided that
we wanted that big bull. and it was
planned that Herb and Gilbert should
follow the track and Mrs. B. and I
should cross the ravine and go up
along the hillside about quarter OF
q mile away. This was followed out
and we had barely gotten across the
ravine when we heard Herbs .35
Remington automatic begin to crack
and we hastily ran to the top of a
small ridge. where We stood painting
for breath. when we heard tremen-
dous cracking of brush and timber,
and In another moment We saw. about
15O yards away and coming directly
our way. very large bull moose.
Waiting until he was in fairly open
spot, fired with my Winchester 80
cal. G.. NJ. 1908. but shot entirely too
high. as I only pulled a bunch Of hair
ont of his nerk Quickly throwing in