Why take more deer? - Because they taste great and there are not enough hunters that go into this particular region to have a significant negative impact on the deer numbers. On the other hand, a single small pack of 4-5 wolves can easily wipe out over a couple hundred deer in a year.
Bin the dead animal pictures? - Nope. There are plenty of threads on this SIB forum with pictures featuring (dead) fish obtained via the useage of SIBs (which I have no problem with) so pictures of other animal food sources obtained via the useage of SIBs should be fair game as well.
Canvas bell tents (when weight isn't a critical issue)? - Yes, they are indeed an excellent choice, especially for very cold weather when used with a centrally located wood burning stove.
Back to the story at hand, I landed the SIB at a few spots and climbed along the various ridges in the area on the first day & saw absolutely nothing. The daylight hours burn up so quickly at this time of year and your out of light before you know it. I landed the boat and loaded it back on the trailer and headed back to my camp site for the night. The next day I headed back to the same lake to see if the ice situation had changed overnight (was warm and windy). The lake was wide open, so I launched the SIB and headed down to the south east end of the lake where it's feeder river flows into this lake. Went up this river until I reached these falls & landed the boat.
I worked this area for a couple of hours, then headed back down river and found another area with high ridges & landed there.
I walked several km along these ridges, saw no deer but was able to watch a couple otters playing in the river for about 1/2 an hour from a ways up a ridge. On day 3 I tried getting into a different lake via a chain of lakes, but it was blocked off by more ice at the halfway point.
Day 4 involved going to a different area of lakeshoreline of the lake that the first 2 days were spent along. Again many kms of walking, but no deer seen all day.
Day 5 was the full day I had left to hunt. I launched the boat on a different lake, crossed it and again made my way up some ridges between the adjacent lakes. Again several km of walking without seeing anything. I sat down on a rock to check my location with my GPS, and while watching the GPS screen, I heard soft steps to my left and behind me. I slowly turned to my left and saw a large, mature buck that seemed so intent on tracking the scent of a doe that he was completely oblivious to me being a mere 25 meters away. My 35 Whelen was quite effective or this large bodied whitetail. My estimate is that he had a body weight somewhere around 250-280 lbs, so there was no way I was going to carry him whole for over a kilometer back to where the SIB was. This meant cutting the meat up on the spot and doing a couple of trips to carry the meat, head & hide. It was well after dark and very windy when I got the last load back to the boat. The 3km ride back across the lake in the dark with 3 foot waves made the return trip that much more lively.