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It took a veteran hunter to find the future killer

  Seasoned hunters have the ability to locate criminals, dead bodies and evidence - not only in the woods, but anywhere. They consistently find the bodies of persons reported missing months or years prior. When hunting, they don't look for the whole deer. They look for a part of the animal or subtle movement - and listen for the slightest noise. They find things when others fail. In the winter of 1987, an intruder and future murderer known as Daniel Laplante was secreted somewhere in a house after kidnapping the inhabitants , and the local police, state police and a K9 were not able to find him. Several searches were negative.  A few days later, the intruder was back and had to be found. Officer Steve Bezanson , now retired, was the man-of-the-hour. Steve has been an avid hunter for decades and was a veteran cop at the time . Officer Bezanson checked for tracks in the fresh snow around the house and found none. The intruder was still in the house . He did another search an...

Man with rifle saves lives of two deer? Yes, it's true!

  When we see a man with a rifle and a deer in the same video, we usually a ssume the deer will be shot and killed. But not in the video linked below. https://www.facebook.com/share/r/1Cz8iL5jyF/?mibextid=wwXIfr In this case, the antlers of two male deer became entangled in a battle during mating season. This normally ends in the death of both deer if they can't get free of their dilemma.  The park ranger in this case had the ingenuity (and marksmanship) to solve the problem. He shot one antler off one of the bucks, resulting in both combatants freeing themselves and running away.  Congrats to that ranger for being so ingenious and such a great shot.

An inside look at a New Hampshire moose hunt

 Most of us don't get to see the preparation and work that goes into a moose hunt in Northern New Hampshire, but yesterday my wife, Linda, and I ended our morning walk by spending four-and-one-half hours watching and talking to hunting guides and hunters after an 800-poiund moose had been shot and killed at a distance of 117 yards with a .338-caliber rifle.   This hunt was "done by the book", with the out-of-state hunters possessing the moose permit and hunting license . They were guided by a local New Hampshire guiding service that had scouted a vast wilderness close to our home in Errol, New Hampshire . The work getting the huge animal out of the woods was rigorous and required the labor of seven (7) men, tow straps and an all-terrain vehicle. The task required more than four hours clearing a trail, constantly shifting the moose carcass and gaining as little as six inches of progress at each attempt. After the moose was on the trailer, the recovery crew's first...

I miss my camps!

  I  had two camps, and I miss both of them! In northern New England  most of us call them camps, not cottages or cabins . I was  lucky  enough to have had two of them.  My first camp was not really mine, but as a kid I felt that it was.  My grandfather built it in the   mid 1950’s by the shores of   Merrymeeting Lake  in the Lakes Region of New Hampshire.  My  grandfather was an avid fisherman, and the area lakes, ponds and streams provided new   opportunities for him. However, he was not able to enjoy the camp for long. He died soon  after its completion. My mother named the camp  “Joe’s Haven”  in memory of her dad and  painted a sign with that inscription. The camp was a simple structure. It was small and had no insulation, running water or indoor  toilet facilities. We carried drinking water from a nearby spring, and we bathed in the lake.  For a 10-year-old boy i...