Only missed one evening hunt this week, and finally took one today. Quick story.....
The plan was for my little brother and I to go hunting this evening, but my bro called at about 2, saying he was too tired, and I'd have to go alone. I was bummed, but figured the hell with it.....I'm going on my own.
I was running late from work, and finally got to my hunting spot at about 4:00 PM. I quickly laced up my boots, threw my pack and bino harness on, and loaded my rifle. It's a pretty good walk up the old logging roads, so I got to it.
I had been thinking about the specific spot I was going to hunt this evening all day, and it was a ways in there....so I started to walk quickly. As I crested the hill, I saw a small and over grown spur road on my left and quickly realized that I've never taken a look at it. It was hidden by a huge hill from the road, so I figured I'd give it a shot. I started my leisurely walk in, and low and behold...ANOTHER HILL. I actually almost turned around so I could get to my spot, but curiosity to what was in there got the best of me. 15 minutes into my hike, I saw a bear out of the corner of my eye! I froze. It was literally 20 yards from me, and looking straight at me. I raise my gun, aimed for the neck, and dropped it in its tracks. It literally, rolled over right then and there. It was done.
It's my first bear. I'll be honest, I was so pumped that I was jumpin' around like Richard Simmons. After calling my wife and a couple of buddies to share my success, I called my cousin, as he has keys to all the gates. He was actually on his way in, so 10 minutes later, he showed up to drag it out.
It measured 6 feet on the money, nose to tail. I'll post pics tomorrow, but I wanted to share with everyone.
I'm pumped!!!!
