splatek
UAEC
Sunday night I was set up on a travel corridor. Was covered up in squirrels and turkeys. I hear this munching sound and over the bluff comes what I would estimate to be 250-300# bear. I’ve had bears on cam at this location pretty consistently, but not this one. The couple I’ve had had either all black muzzle or dark dark brown muzzle. This one had a light tan, almost coyote fur color muzzle. Gorgeous bear.
Anyhow he’s walking right to where he would be broadside at fifteen yards. Perfect for my recurve. I’m hiding behind the tree in my saddle. He doesn’t see me or give any indication that he smells me. But he turns and decides to head North instead of west, like he was supposed to, like all the bears on cam did before him. So now he’s on my weak side. I lean back and slowly move the bow over my regret and to the left side of the tree. One more step and he’ll be perfectly broadside and he’s about to take that step....
My shot sequence is anchor-tilt head-release arrow. I slowly draw back my arrow and as soon as I reach my anchor he takes ten quick steps back toward the bluff. The wind changed ever so slightly and I think he scented me or just didn’t feel good about something.
Then he sauntered off over the bluff. I could hear him eating for about thirty seconds, but then nothing. I waited in case he decided to come back but he didn’t.
Then on the walk out at last lite I slipped down an embankment and bumped one across the drainage. Thought I broke my bow, or my elbow, but everything’s still good.
Today is the Last morning up here for me and I’m sitting in a saddle with about six trails intersecting and some red oaks dropping. ??
Here’s hoping.....
Anyhow he’s walking right to where he would be broadside at fifteen yards. Perfect for my recurve. I’m hiding behind the tree in my saddle. He doesn’t see me or give any indication that he smells me. But he turns and decides to head North instead of west, like he was supposed to, like all the bears on cam did before him. So now he’s on my weak side. I lean back and slowly move the bow over my regret and to the left side of the tree. One more step and he’ll be perfectly broadside and he’s about to take that step....
My shot sequence is anchor-tilt head-release arrow. I slowly draw back my arrow and as soon as I reach my anchor he takes ten quick steps back toward the bluff. The wind changed ever so slightly and I think he scented me or just didn’t feel good about something.
Then he sauntered off over the bluff. I could hear him eating for about thirty seconds, but then nothing. I waited in case he decided to come back but he didn’t.
Then on the walk out at last lite I slipped down an embankment and bumped one across the drainage. Thought I broke my bow, or my elbow, but everything’s still good.
Today is the Last morning up here for me and I’m sitting in a saddle with about six trails intersecting and some red oaks dropping. ??
Here’s hoping.....
