Gremcat, I enjoyed read about the bear you were feuding with. I could picture you in hot pursuit. Several years ago, I spent a dreary afternoon chasing a wounded bear through the thick shït. It was eerie as hell plunging into the dark spots. Your terrain sounds quite a bit like ours up in Warren Co.
On the rifle opener this year, the kid up the road saw one behind camp and over the top that he said you could hide a four wheeler behind. He didn’t have a tag.
