My outfitter buddy in BC trapped this wolverine last winter. He had a broken snare still attached to his neck, you can see where the snare was and his lip and teeth boogered up from trying to bite it off.... amazing critters!!
Ping pong balls for the win. Once you've wrestled everything else in life is easy. Dan Gable I keep my circle small, I’d rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies.
Boy he was lost, unless they have some up in the bear paws??
Ping pong balls for the win. Once you've wrestled everything else in life is easy. Dan Gable I keep my circle small, I’d rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies.
Boy they cover some ground!! Cool article thanks laker!!
Ping pong balls for the win. Once you've wrestled everything else in life is easy. Dan Gable I keep my circle small, I’d rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies.
A cousin and I were spending a few days checking and repairing fence near the Missouri Breaks in Fergus County, MT and stayed in an old line shack at night. About 1:00 am the third night a ruckus broke out under the floor and we commenced to stomping on the floor and it got quiet then a stink filled the shack and the ruckus resumed.
We lit the lantern, armed ourselves with handguns and stove poker and went out to investigate. I started banging on the side of the building and we hollered "get the hell out of here" and other sorted swear words when all hell broke loose....snarling, coughing sounds plus a cloud of dust blew out from under the building. We stepped back, drew our .357's and fired a round into the dirt at the edge of the building. There was some scurrying around then silent. It was a restless remainder of the night.
Word got around about our story and the consensus was we were dealing with wolverines.
Amazing creatures I've seen about every animal there is around here but never a wolverine. You guys are lucky to have had these experiences.
I've heard all kinds of stories about them and not to mess with advice from the time I was a kid. The story I always go back to was told to me by a neighbour a couple places back. He was a school teacher and years before I knew him as a young man he took a job way the fug up north in a remote community called Telegraph Creek. He got to know one of the older native guys there quite well who was one of the go to hunters for the community.
He told him about a time he shot a couple moose in the back country and couldn't haul it all in a trip with his snow machine and sled so he overnighted at home and came back first thing the next day. He stopped a few hundred yards short of the kill site and could see a hand full of wolves prancing around the remaining moose carcass. He got out his rifle and shot off to the side of them into some trees. They scattered and he hopped back on the machine and rode in. Half way there this smaller brown streak bolts from the carcass. What the.... When he got there the tracks in the snow told the story. The wolves had worn a path into the snow in a 20 foot or so circle around the moose. Wolverine tracks all around the carcass explained the brown streak. Not one wolf track ventured much than a step or two inside the circle. Half their size and they just knew their place. And to top the cool sighting off he only had one mouth eating and not 6 or 8 so he didn't loose much moose meat.
Ya if he could get his back against something he’d probably do pretty good, out in the open a pack of wolves would stretch one out pretty handily I imagine... cool stories,
Ping pong balls for the win. Once you've wrestled everything else in life is easy. Dan Gable I keep my circle small, I’d rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies.
Ping pong balls for the win. Once you've wrestled everything else in life is easy. Dan Gable I keep my circle small, I’d rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies.
I was driving back to Helena from Whitefish late one night last summer during a really nasty thunderstorm. I had to stop and cut/drag two trees that had fallen across the highway. I was driving along Salmon Lake and saw a Wolverine one the highway. No doubt in my mind what it was. When I was in high school, a couple buddies and I were where we weren’t supposed to be shooting gophers North of Anaconda and saw one. That one took awhile to figure out what it was.
I've caught lots of them. More old wives tales about wolverines than any other animal. I was setting wolf snares around a moose that wolves had killed one time. I was working around the kill in a large circle setting snares on every wolf trail leading to the kill. As I was working my way through some thick willows I saw something brown laying on the snow. At first I thought it was a bit of moose hide, but as I got closer I realized it was a dead wolverine. The wolves had obviously killed it. The carcass was still warm so it had happened recently. Crazy part was the hide wasn't damaged at all. When I skinned the wolverine later I found one small hole right behind the front leg where a canine tooth had went in. I guess a wolf must have grabbed the wolverine and just held it until it died. No idea why that wolverine didnt climb a tree to get away but it didnt.
JM, Saw one twenty years ago trying to break into Mom and Dads cabin at Priest lake early one winter. Recent vid online of one Just north of you of the PCT. Great critters!
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