My son and I depart for Maine in the morning. We're going on a bear hunt and he's the shooter. At 11 y/o I expect there will be some fear, some nervousness, and some anxiety. I just hope there's some joy and happiness too.
He will be hunting with his custom H&R 357 Maximum loaded with 180gr Barnes TSX FN bullets. He's a great shot with that rifle and ammo combo so his confidence is high.
Wish us luck, we're going on a bear hunt!
In a recent discussion with renegade60, he told me he sings this rhyme everytime he hunts bears. 🤣🤣
Get head nets, light weight gloves, and Ben's 100% deet... Duct tape you sleeves and gloves junction. Cut off the end 1.5 inch of the finger on the glove per his right or left shooting finger. Same feel as at home on the trigger.
You guys are gonna need it protection against..... Black flies, moose flies, deer flies, horse flies gonna be out and hungry. Especially black flies.
Good luck to you guys!!!!
And of course.. " pics or it never happened" 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻🐻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻
The Thermacells work amazingly well here. We turn it on for 15-20 minutes inside the box blind then shut it off and it keeps the bugs out for almost 2 hours.
We had a ~200lb bear come to the bait at 8:45pm. It's almost completely dark at 9pm. He tipped the barrel to the right and his body was behind a bush. We'd see his head pop up from time to time. Tomorrow will be better. The guide plans to move the barrel over a little bit so bears can tip it either way and it won't be blocked.
Yesterday's weather here in Jackman, Maine was about 10 degrees cooler than the days before. We got on stand just before 5pm to find the limbs missing from inside the bait barrel but the barrel remained standing up. It was cleaned out of all bait.
It rained off and on until 6:30pm and we both dozed off a few times. At 7:30 my son was leaning forward in his chair resting his eyes. A bear walked in from the left side and I alerted my son to it's unexpected, silent presence. He quietly and slowly raised up to see the bear walking around the barrel.
The bear spooked and walked back in the same direction it came from. It didn't go far and turned around and came back. It walked around the bait (26yds away) then walked towards us about 20ft closer before it turned around and walked around to the backside of the barrel.
It tugged on the barrel one time and it almost came over. The bear then proceeded to pull the limbs out with it's mouth.
It shifted around to the left side of the barrel where it was standing up leaning on the barrel while it was pulling limbs out.
My son was perched in the window opening of the box blind with his 357 Max H&R rifle trained on the bear. He took the shot while the bear was stretched out pulling on a limb.
At the shot, the bear flinched and bolted. I watched the direction of travel then we sat back and waited for 30 minutes. We didn't find any sign blood so we walked to the road and waited for our guide to pick us up.
We explained everything to the guide and he drove us back to camp where we met up with another hunter and we grabbed the ATV. We got back to our hunt site at about 10pm and started to search for the bear.
We found blood about 60yds away from the bait and marked each spot we found with orange tape. The other hunter used a hunting app on his phone to mark points on the map.
We backed out at 11:30pm when the rain set in again and decided to come back early the next morning. My son and I got back to camp at 12:40am and slept terribly for 5 hours.
We got back out there at 7:30am and couldn't find any blood as it rained pretty hard overnight. We decided after an hour to start doing grid searches. After an hour the guide walked upon the dead bear. I stayed with it while he walked back to grab the Jet Sled, my son, and my father. I field dressed the bear and found the bullet entered behind the shoulder and exited lower on the far side. The bullet missed the heart but hit both lungs. The chest cavity was full of blood. It appears the lower exit hole sealed and didn't drain much blood.
We drug the bear through 260yds of one of the thickest, nastiest swamps I've ever seen.
Once back at camp again, we got it tagged and took it into town and dropped it off at the butcher shop.
All in all, it was an exhausting recovery but tears of joy were flowing when my son first saw his downed bear and gave me a huge hug.
An adventure well told and memories made, hunting bear with dad! Very Cool!
"Camping places fix themselves in your mind as if you had spent long periods of your life in them. You will remember a curve of your wagon track in the grass of the plain like the features of a friend." Isak Dinesen
Thanks for all the kind comments! We're home now and my son is coming down off of Cloud 9. He was a bit perplexed when he couldn't find the spent brass he fired to kill the bear. Mom saved the day. When she moved his clothes from the washer to the dryer she found it. He and I will make a necklace and incorporate the spent brass casing into it somehow.
Dinny, Sorry I am a bit late to the party, but congrats to the both of you! I think my middle son who was always with me shot his first bear at the age of 9. I was nervous as a whore in church (really that means I was battling with my own control issues ). I was running the (VHS) video camera and playing back-up guide. He wasn't nervous and just hammered the bear with a cut down .270 I had for the boys. Curious how your experience was.
Regardless, I couldn't be happier for the two of you and hope you relive the experience often. Great, great job - thanks for sharing it with us!
Bob Enjoy life now -- it has an expiration date. ~Molɔ̀ːn Labé Skýla~