ok so drew and I were out last night trying to get his bear. I was calling and he was the shooter. I had a wounded rabbit call I was blowing. We checked his cam first thing and it had the bear in it. that was about 3/4 of a mile away from the cut we were calling in. so as 8pm rolls around I begin my calling for 1 minute and then pause for 2 mins. I did this for 30 mins then the blood suckers got really bad and drew figured it was getting pretty dark by the time 845 comes around to shoot so I walked over to drew and then we heard him growl about 100yds on the other side of the little covered knob we were on. we couldn't see him cause there was some brush next to us we were using to conceal us. it felt sooo close I then told drew oh *censored* its about to go down. Then I began calling again in the brush to hide as drew made his way around to see if he might get a shot. so I then stopped calling a minute later and then I hear a growl and teeth popping with what seemed to be right behind me so I felt my heart almost stop like I'm going to die! then we hear him move 20 yds growl then another 50 ds and growl and it was like he was circling us by this time its getting pretty dark so we decide we cant get him to give us a shot because he keeps circling as we try to get him into sight, so we make our way to the skid road and begin to walk out in the dark watching our backs waiting for a cranky bear to get us from behind. That was the biggest adrenaline rush I have ever had in the woods to date. All I want to do now is do It again only really piss him off the next time so we can get a good shot.
