A week ago today, I shot my first bear. Well, actually, my second bear, but the first that I found. The friday before (September 5th) I shot at a small chocolate bear and we tracked him for over 1000 yards before he bedded up and quit bleeding. We filmed both hunts and were able to watch the shot placement over and over. I think I only got one lung on the first bear. So, although I was dissapointed, I got back out in the woods and we had another decent bear come into the bait station. this one we guessed at 250, but he had a nice white V on his chest, so I elected to take a shot. A little further back and a few inches higher was my shot this time. He only ran about 50-60 yards and started his death cry. I was thinking, maybe he's growling cause he's ticked and he's gonna come out of the brush and head right for us. But that was it for Mr. Bear. Over all, it was a really exciting hunt. We're going to head out there today and try to get my friend Benji a big bear. So maybe I'll be writing again.
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