Jer and I went for a little walk out back the second day I was there because I wanted to get some videos and photos, so he took me out back to where he had set up his shooting range on this sort of cliff. He had two targets set up in the valley below. He shot a few rounds with his Lakefield .22 bolt action and we wandered down the hill into the valley because he wanted to show me this waterfall he had found. 
So we wandered all the way down the hill and started going into the Pines, and I just got this really nervous feeling that we were being watched. I think Jer was kind of nervous too but just didn’t want to admit it, even though he acknowledged that he probably should of brought a bigger gun. I told him I didn’t feel comfortable, and we turned around.
Anyways Jer heard something and told me to proceed up the hill and he stayed down in the valley watching with his .22 on hand. I avoided all the rock cliffs and made my way almost to the top. Jer and I got into a bit of an argument but I think both of our nerves were just on high, and we made it to the top of the range. 
We stopped and took a breather, and I distinctly heard a wolf howl from my right side, and asked Jer if he heard that. He said no, but he knew there was something in the valley, which is why he told me to climb up to the top first. 
We stood and watched to see if anything would come out of the pines. But nothing did and we made our way on home. 
It was adventurous but nerve racking, seeing as the night before we were out on the atv, and had to fire some shots into the ground with Jer’s pistol because there was a huge black bear in front of us, and black bears face to face in the winter are bad news. 
Magnetawan is never boring to say the least. Never did see the waterfall, oh well next time. 

Jer and I went for a little walk out back the second day I was there because I wanted to get some videos and photos, so he took me out back to where he had set up his shooting range on this sort of cliff. He had two targets set up in the valley below. He shot a few rounds with his Lakefield .22 bolt action and we wandered down the hill into the valley because he wanted to show me this waterfall he had found. 

So we wandered all the way down the hill and started going into the Pines, and I just got this really nervous feeling that we were being watched. I think Jer was kind of nervous too but just didn’t want to admit it, even though he acknowledged that he probably should of brought a bigger gun. I told him I didn’t feel comfortable, and we turned around.

Anyways Jer heard something and told me to proceed up the hill and he stayed down in the valley watching with his .22 on hand. I avoided all the rock cliffs and made my way almost to the top. Jer and I got into a bit of an argument but I think both of our nerves were just on high, and we made it to the top of the range. 

We stopped and took a breather, and I distinctly heard a wolf howl from my right side, and asked Jer if he heard that. He said no, but he knew there was something in the valley, which is why he told me to climb up to the top first. 

We stood and watched to see if anything would come out of the pines. But nothing did and we made our way on home. 

It was adventurous but nerve racking, seeing as the night before we were out on the atv, and had to fire some shots into the ground with Jer’s pistol because there was a huge black bear in front of us, and black bears face to face in the winter are bad news. 

Magnetawan is never boring to say the least. Never did see the waterfall, oh well next time. 

I have a little story to tell about this weekends particular adventure, but that’s for tomorrow when i’m more awake. 

I have a little story to tell about this weekends particular adventure, but that’s for tomorrow when i’m more awake. 

So peaceful. Minus honking the horn on the atv before the sun completely set on us to keep bears away.

So peaceful. Minus honking the horn on the atv before the sun completely set on us to keep bears away.

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