Tyler Hackman was born and raised in Southern Ohio in the heart of the Appalachian Mountains. He works a simple job as a general handyman, but his passion lies in the woods. If he isn't working then he is out in a tree-stand enjoying nature and bagging trophy whitetail with his compound bow. His story in Chernarus begins in late June. Following is an excerpt from his trip log:
Trip Log: Chernarus Wolf Hunt
June 26 2017
I arrived in Chernarus today. Landed at a small airfield and caught a ride to the town nearest my rental. I couldn’t read the signs but my driver spoke alittle English and called it North City. From there I purchased enough supplies for 2 weeks and found a local to take me as close to my rental as I could get. I paid him extra and asked him to meet me in the same spot two weeks from now. It took me about an hour to hike to my cabin following the map provided on the rental site, but I found it just before sunset and got myself inside and settled.
June 27 2017
I woke up bright and early to the howl of the wind rustling through the trees. The cabin is far away from town that it is not on the power grid, but the owner has a generator to power the place and recommended that I bring diesel in from town. I ate a small breakfast, packed a lunch and got my gear together. It was time for my first day in a tree.
June 28 2017
Yesterday was amazing. I took my climber and found a good spot overlooking a small pond. I got situated in the tree and hoisted up my compound. Today was all about scouting, but better to have it than not. I saw every bit of wildlife come to this pond to drink from Red deer to Brown bears. The best sight was when I saw what I was here for: The Russian Grey wolf.
July 10 2017
My buddy from town met me where we agreed. He seemed alittle jumpy but I just shrugged it off and continued on my business. I got my supplies and got another ride out to the spot. My friend told me that he would not be coming back again and that I would need to get back to town on my own the next time. I nodded and accepted that next time I wouldn’t have any supplies besides my gear so I could just make the walk.
July 25 2017
I don’t know what is going on. I made the long walk back into town only to find no traces of anyone. I began walking along the main road looking for anyone when I spotted a man standing off to the side. I called out to him and he just looked at me and dropped to all fours and began running full speed at me while screaming. I was stunned for just a moment before turning and running off myself before I could find out what was about to happen. I lost him eventually and I’m now writing this update back in the cabin. I’m running short on Diesel and supplies. I’m going to try going back to town tomorrow. Something tells me this trip is going to be much longer than a month….