This is a long time coming. First, I give all thanks to God who gave me a passion for the outdoors and I enjoy everything that He has created. I have lived here since 2010 and every hunting season it starts with high hopes of success but it has never panned out. I have seen game and have gotten close several times to moose and a few caribou but have never connected. Or something comes up and can't go. This year I was finally able to set up a bait stand as this will be my last main hunting season for year before moving to Korea for a year. In early April, my hunting partner and I scouted a good area that looked promising and once registered we set out to set up. Well as it turned out our spot that was on Army training land was going to be shut down. Ended up going to Fish and Game that allowed us to un-register those spots and re-register somewhere else. However, this put us in a slightly difficult spot as it was mid April by then and didn't have any spot, we put an SOS in with a group we are part of and they helped us out. We quickly registered and met up with the others that weekend to set up. As the day turned out I ended up getting my truck stuck and had to get a tow truck to pull me out. Now its the first week in May nothing is set up and our friends stands were getting hit; at this point I was thinking that bear baiting wasn't meant to be but I was determined. The Saturday before mothers day we were finally able to set up (mostly) and put bait out which was a big relief that we finally got the first step out of the way. Last weekend my hunting partner and I weren't able to meet up but were able to get out and for me to finish building my ladder stand but couldn't set it in the tree as it was too top heavy for me to walk it up the tree by myself. So it laid by a tree no more than 20yds from my barrel for 4 days hoping that no one would take it (forgot my chain to secure it) or a bear wanting to make a toy out of it. Now this last Thursday came around start of the long weekend and hoping for trail cam pics. As we got to our site at around 530pm, we were greeted with something better, I walked in on a black bear chowing down on my barrel. She spotted me pretty much at the same time I spotted her and there she went walking off at her own pace not really caring. We quickly put little more bait out and finishing putting my stand up while making all kinds of noise. Got it set up, put things away looked at my watch it was 635 by the time we were in our stand. At 705pm the little bear cam walking back in. After so much work and frustration everything came together in a split second. Barnes 165gr hit its mark and she didn't go more than 10yds and in 2 minutes heard her death moan. I let out the biggest Whoooo! to make Rick Flare proud. She isn't very big overall but she is all the "trophy" to me and am very excited to have finally taken my very first Alaska big game animal. After 4 1/2 years countless heartache but more determination it all paid off. Good news is after looking at the trailcam there are 2 more that are bigger and now its time for me to help my buddy connect for his first bear.