I thought I would share with you my recent effort to harvest a grizz.
I hiked up to the "spot" on May 8th in the AK Range and did not see any bears or tracks. There was fresh snow and it was still kind of winter like. I did see a band of about 8 rams with a nice lead ram. The next day I was glassing at a pull out south of "the spot" and spotted a bear. It took me just over an hour to hike up a river bed and up a hill through some nasty alders to get close to the bear and within about 1 1/2 hrs I was sitting 140 yards away from it. It had been digging for roots and was now napping with his head resting on a big hummock. The wind was in my favor and there was one small bush between myself and the bear which allowed me to approach w/o being seen. I didn't have a 100% clear shot due to the small bush. It would have been risky too move any closer as I would have had to expose myself and with the bear turning it's head every 30 seconds or so I didn't want to risk being seen.
I decided I wanted to harvest the bear. It wasn't real big, a 6 1/2 to 7 foot bear. It was very blonde in color and seemed to have a larger head than my 2 previous grizzly (20"). It was interesting to watch a band of about 8 ewes and lambs walking in the wide open tundra (escape terrain was hundreds of yards away) not 200 yards from the bear. When the bear finally noticed them, it got up on it's front legs and gave them a good stare. That lasted for 20 seconds and then it simply laid back down staring in their direction. I thought, oh boy, I am going to get to observe nature at it's best! No such luck, the bear just kind of forgot about them and went back to it's restless resting. So I had been sitting here at 140 yards away for maybe 40 minutes, always at the ready in case it got up. I figured if it got up and took only a few steps in any direction I would have a clean shot. That was my plan, just sit and wait until it made a move.
Well, it did! Unfortunatley, the wind finally swirled and the bear took a big whiff of yours truly, stood up (still no clear shot), and took off running straight away and up the hill. At this point the safety is off and I am SO ready to knock him down with a shot to the spine but I just couldn't be 100% positive that I could make the shot on a moving a target. I didn't shoot. I could have made that shot (150-200 yards) but my good senses told me not too. The bear continued up the hill, went right, then left, and continued along a small barren ridge until it finally stopped. I ranged it at 320 yards and again contemplated taking the shot. However, it didn't stand still long enough and that distance would have been stretching it for a first shot at a amped up bear. It took off again and stopped once more at over 400 yards for a brief moment and soon it was up the mountain and into the snow covered peaks above. It was apparent that this bear had a injured right front leg as it didn't want to put much weight on it. I made a serious calorie and thigh burning effort up the mountain (in vain) in the hopes that the bear might be just over the ridge. I knew better and never saw it again.
One for the grizz and zero for JP! Good for the grizz, if it was easy it would be called shooting and not hunting! Now I get to try again........
Good luck to the rest of you bear chasers.