THURSDAY DAY 6, ONLY 1 MORE DAY LEFT: VERY LONG DAY. WHILE GEORGE WENT TO CHECK GATES CREEK JIM AND I WENT TO CHECK RIVER#2, AND DO A MID-DAY SIT UNTIL GEORGE CALLED, AND THEN WE WOULD GO CHECK RIVER#1 TOGETHER. THERE HAD BEEN A LITTLE ACTIVITY AT RIVER#2 SINCE WE HAD SAT THERE WEDNESDAY EVENING. AT 10 TIL 2 IN THE AFTERNOON 2 YOUNG BEARS CAME IN, FROM DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS, BUT ALMOST AT THE SAME TIME. BEST WE CAN FIGURE THEY WERE 2 YEAR OLD TWINS THAT ARE NOW ON THEIR OWN. WAS COOL TO SEE THEM INTERACT. GEORGE CALLED, GATES CREEK HAD BEEN HIT BUT, FROM THE SCAT PILES, GEORGE WAS THINKING MAYBE A SOW WITH CUBS. WE THEN CHECKED RIVER#1 TOGETHER, AND IT HAD ACTIVITY SO WE DECIDED TO COME BACK TO RIVER#1 FOR THE EVENING HUNT. WE SETTLED IN AT 6:30 P.M. AND SAT UNTIL 1:30 A.M.. IN CASE YOU ARE NUMBERS CHALLENGED, THAT WAS 7 HOURS, A PRETTY LONG SIT. BY MIDNIGHT SHOOTING LIGHT IS GETTING BAD, BY 1:30 A.M. IT WAS PRETTY DARN DARK. NOTHING CAME IN.

"ADAPT OR DIE". I USE ALL CAPS, NOT BECAUSE I AM YELLING, BUT BECAUSE IT IS AN OLD HABIT FROM MY ARMY DAYS, PLUS IT IS EASIER TO TYPE AND READ.