Long story short (cross your fingers) is that I took my wife' oldest son hunting for Ducks yesterday and we ended spotting a bear,and us with no rifle.
I called the wife to meet us at home as we had 40 miles to get there,met the wife and our youngest boy and turned around and headed back with no hopes really of seeing the bear again.
Anyhow, dang if it was still laying there in the grass when we arrived,so I'm trying to hand the rifle off top the wife and and Im saying "here honey you shoot this one" and about that time the bear turns and looks at us and all she says is "bleep! that you shoot it Im to scared and dont wanna be bear bait".
So we wait a while and it would not move so I just layed the cross hairs at the base of his hump and BOOM! that freaking bear came un glued.... BOOM!
Last time I shot a grizz it was coming at me so I vowed to throw lead as long as the next bear was still moving.....BOOM! BOOM!
Dang that bear was just-a-cussin and a roaring over there, and headed towards us so we turn towards the truck and the wife says hes swimming off.Could not get a shot off and he laid up across the slough in the tall grass pissed.Was pretty awesome to hear him growling and all.
This time we hiked around ontop of the bank and I spied him across from us and I threw another round at him and that time he stood up on all fours and stood broadside, took my time and sent the last one thru his shoulder-rib cut the spine in half thru another rib and out the shoulder,I am totally impressed with that .300WSM. New rifle and 1st animal with it.
ok!ok! here's the pic's. This is my stalking it after its down and pointing to the general area where we found him 20 yards away.
And the bear
My son and I,he wanted a picture with me and the bear
Pad was 5" so I figure he's going to be five and a half to six foot,never could tell how big he was while he was laying down.
More to come soon.Daniel and the entire family enjoying the rainy days of hunting.