My buddy finally connected on his long overdue first bear. My old hunting buddy Jake came back up on his mid-tour (currently stationed in Honduras). We glassed our way down the seward with out seeing much yesterday. On the last pull off we hunt, we finally saw a bear way up high and on the move. We decided to take a gamble and headed back up the highway to an established trail to climb and hopefully head it off. After a long steep climb we finally get close to tree line and start glassing, shortly after that we spot a nice looking solo bear feeding in a grass patch real low on the mountain. We looked at each other and said let's go! We made the best time we could make while dealing with alders and a swirling wind and before long we felt that we were within 300 yards of where we thought the bear should be....but there was no bear in sight. After some deliberation we decided to climb up a birch tree to get above the alders to get a good look....still no bear. I look down at my buddy and asked him to grab the predator call in my pack(last ditch effort, and the only time I have ever remembered to throw it in my pack). Not thinking that it would actually work, we both left our rifles 20 feet under us leaning up against the tree. I blew on that call till I ran out of breath....with in seconds we heard the alders around us breaking and I caught some glimpses of black fur coming towards us. That bear came in hard! There was no time to grab the rifles! My buddy couldn't see what was happening yet as he was lower in the tree then I was. I whispered "Jake 10mm...BEAR!" And drew my 44. It was as if that bear was on a leash getting pulled to the tree we were in. At about 7 yards away, Jake let the bear have it with his Glock 20. The bear tucked his foreleg up and rolled. The woods came alive with gunshots, growls, and us yelling. I hit him again with my 44, and Jake hit him once more with the 10mm after the bear got his feet under him. After a 30 yard run we watched the bear collapse dead under an alder bush. What an unbelievable way for him to finally score after 3 years of coming home empty handed. This was by far the coolest thing I have ever seen in the woods. I could go the rest of my life without seeing something like that and still be grateful I got to see it once. I never, ever would have expected a bear to come charging to a call like that. Some people will probably say that a glock 20 is not meant for bear hunting, but we do not take irresponsible shots. We would not have shot if the conditions weren't perfect.