My hunting partner and I have fallen love with our spring bear hunts. Sneaking closed logging roads is an exhilarating way to hunt. From 350 pounds to less than a hundred, it matters not us. From fifteen feet to three hundred yards, charged by one that started his charge from a bit over a hundred yards. Ended at twenty feet with a roar. Four rounds from a 405 WCF and 350 grain cast bullets at 2250 and one 220 partition from my featherweight. Wish it was in video but we were busy.
In our wolf and grizzly infested west, I’m pretty sure we’re saving a few elk calves and deer fawns.
Hunting anything is personal, and I can’t wait for September 1 for bear season to start in Wyoming.
