Bear hunting?
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Lost Arrow
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Did you weigh the bear?
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CTM1
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On two separate occasions I was predator hunting at night and had bears come in on me. The second one was a sow and a yearling cub.
The cub kept circling me, it was an interesting walk out that night.
Twolftg
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It was a little slow going my first sit of the year I picked a stand that had good activity and was north of the bait seeing we would be having a south wind. Well when I pulled down the road I saw a few trucks and worse of the course of the day I heard a few shots. I needed to move, of our two other baits one my buddy took his fist bear 20 minutes into his sit. He drove the atv in dropped some bait, drove it 50 yards back out, and hustled to his stand. Dinner bell ding ding ding, as you might have read above worked like a charm. After reviewing the trail cam a big sow with cubs had come in and seemed to keep most of the other bears we were seeing away. She is off limits so that pretty much to that stand out. That left me with a good location with alot of activity but not good for a south wind. Well I sat there and sat there and sat there. I saw wolves, skunks, raccoons, and of course squirrels and chipmunks. Saturday Sept 3rd, 30 hours in I was watching the skunk when he took off like a bat out of hell. I looked the opposite direction and noticed the tree tops moving in the swamp while there was no wind. 
If you notice just to the left of the bait and to the right of the two trees you can see a path out of the swamp. That would be north of me and the direction the wind is blowing and the bear path to the bait. The bear came in and stopped just behind those branches coming of the right side of the tree. It appeared to be one of the bigger boars we had coming in. I had my bow in hand ready for a shot I needed 2ft, I never got it. He turned around and walked off the way he came. The next morning I got out a few hours but then had to rebait and get home and spend some of the holiday with the wife and kids. We put about 50 gallons of bait out, I figured it could last me till thursday when I could get off work and get back up. I had monday off and worked tuesday and I had enough for the week. I took the rest of the week off, I had some honeydo stuff around the house to keep the wife someone happy, we had been without a proper functoning dry for 4 days already and the parts had come in for the repair so I figured I would get that done. Well it didn't go as planned I had it all tore apart and was walking past the door panel I had set aside and it jumped out and bite me.
Three stitches on the interior and 13 on the outside to put me back together, after that nice 3 hour break I was back at fixing the dryer, and of course the suggested part didn't fix the problem. Other replacement parts won't be in till possible Saturday. So morning I head up excited to get some time in, the wind has finally shifted somewhat to my favor, a south west wind keeps my scent off their major approach, and I will deal with the doctors restrictions of no dragging bears out or getting it wet, I figure I will deal with that issue when It comes. Get to the stand ready to go and it is bone dry, not a crumb of bait, and of course I had only brought one little bucket with me. So I sit the day since I was there hoping something comes back to check if the magic food pile is back. No dice, call the wife and she says the dryer parts are in. New plan bait another 30 gallons friday, drive home, fix the dryer, spend the rest of Friday with the family, get up Saturday and go to my sons football game and take off right after. It goes fairly close to plan. I arrived at my stand expecting to see it really tore up but it looks like only one bear had came in. Hopefully they know its here because now I have the perfect wind from the North. About 730 pm the skunk rolls in and is doing its thing, I text my wife to let here know I wont be home till late sunday most likely. Look up and there is a bear having a stare down with the skunk. The skunk turns ready to spray...and then just walks off. Its a smaller bear not the one I was hoping for and although the season goes for another month my personal season is just about out of time. So I raise the rifle(i decided with my leg I didn't want to risk there bear running into the swamp, so the bow stayed home) and take my shot.
alot of hard work and not the way I wanted it to happen, but I am happy none the less. Sorry for all the blood working in the dark you don't really notice it.
If you notice just to the left of the bait and to the right of the two trees you can see a path out of the swamp. That would be north of me and the direction the wind is blowing and the bear path to the bait. The bear came in and stopped just behind those branches coming of the right side of the tree. It appeared to be one of the bigger boars we had coming in. I had my bow in hand ready for a shot I needed 2ft, I never got it. He turned around and walked off the way he came. The next morning I got out a few hours but then had to rebait and get home and spend some of the holiday with the wife and kids. We put about 50 gallons of bait out, I figured it could last me till thursday when I could get off work and get back up. I had monday off and worked tuesday and I had enough for the week. I took the rest of the week off, I had some honeydo stuff around the house to keep the wife someone happy, we had been without a proper functoning dry for 4 days already and the parts had come in for the repair so I figured I would get that done. Well it didn't go as planned I had it all tore apart and was walking past the door panel I had set aside and it jumped out and bite me.
Three stitches on the interior and 13 on the outside to put me back together, after that nice 3 hour break I was back at fixing the dryer, and of course the suggested part didn't fix the problem. Other replacement parts won't be in till possible Saturday. So morning I head up excited to get some time in, the wind has finally shifted somewhat to my favor, a south west wind keeps my scent off their major approach, and I will deal with the doctors restrictions of no dragging bears out or getting it wet, I figure I will deal with that issue when It comes. Get to the stand ready to go and it is bone dry, not a crumb of bait, and of course I had only brought one little bucket with me. So I sit the day since I was there hoping something comes back to check if the magic food pile is back. No dice, call the wife and she says the dryer parts are in. New plan bait another 30 gallons friday, drive home, fix the dryer, spend the rest of Friday with the family, get up Saturday and go to my sons football game and take off right after. It goes fairly close to plan. I arrived at my stand expecting to see it really tore up but it looks like only one bear had came in. Hopefully they know its here because now I have the perfect wind from the North. About 730 pm the skunk rolls in and is doing its thing, I text my wife to let here know I wont be home till late sunday most likely. Look up and there is a bear having a stare down with the skunk. The skunk turns ready to spray...and then just walks off. Its a smaller bear not the one I was hoping for and although the season goes for another month my personal season is just about out of time. So I raise the rifle(i decided with my leg I didn't want to risk there bear running into the swamp, so the bow stayed home) and take my shot.
alot of hard work and not the way I wanted it to happen, but I am happy none the less. Sorry for all the blood working in the dark you don't really notice it.
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