LHESAUDU BON BULLETIN 9 
The bait seems a bit stale so we take the trouble to substitute fresh strips 
of lake trout, and at 2:25 leave everything in order. Five minutes later, 
off it goes. In fifteen minutes it is reset once more, and after an interval 
of ten minutes the flash is again heard. “Chis time we have an inkling as 
to the guilty party. There is a Herring Gull floating around on the bay. 
A Loon also appears interested. Perhaps if we hang a handkerchief near 
the trip at the water’s edge, the gull will be deterred or the Loon attracted. 
November 3. More adventures with the gull. “Twice we watch it 
light on the bay and swing close to investigate the bait, only to fly towards 
Lake Superior without touching it. Once, while we watch, a Loon comes 
fairly close. Apparently, the presence of the handkerchief is not of much 
importance. We might as well take it down. | 
November 7. The gull has visited our otter set once more. Now 
we have discovered a new sunning log of the otters. Camera and flash 
lamp stand in the water. It is a difficult set, especially in view of the 
rain. Passing through the homesteader’s clearing today, we see again 
the Sharp-tailed Grouse. “This time two of them. 
November 8. The gulls still pursue us. Our new otter set has been 
tripped by one of them. We become so far imbued with the ambition 
to photograph the otters that we choose a small sand beach where they 
are evidently accustomed to sun themselves, and fight our way by boat for 
a mile or so in the teeth of a heavy blow to make still another set. 
November 9. Steady rain all day, except for an hour or so at noon. 
‘Today we find mink tracks near the wire on the beach. ‘The powder is 
wet and the dampness has set up electrolysis and caused corrosion of the 
wire trips. We finish our job after dark, listening to a Great Horned 
Owl as we work. 
November 10. More rain and fewer pictures. “There is an occa- 
sional kingfisher still to be seen. Almost every day we see or hear the 
big woodpecker, and the Barred Owl hoots not infrequently. Flocks of 
Snow Buntings and Pine Siskins are abundant. 
November 11. I suppose we should not complain at this season of 
the year because the rain has turned to a driving blizzard. A doe stood 
thirty-five feet from our window and peered at us while we were at break- 
fast and a Raven flew by at high speed. One more gull has been added 
to our collection. “This time a young one. Now, shortly after 10 P. M.., 
we have just heard and seen the flash from our closest trap, set on a deer 
run. ‘Tracks in the snow suggest that a buck has turned into the trail 
at this point. 
November 12. Our last day in the woods. Still snowing and blowing 
from the northwest and now it is colder. As we move to pick up one of 
the sets, a Bald Eagle flying low towards the fish bait sees us, turns sharply 
and disappears in the distance. “This is a short day for us and we see no 
grouse, but their tracks are scattered over the snow whichever way we 
turn. 
