Well a buddy and I took a few days to go bear hunting and we got pretty lucky. We had been hunting black bears for an evening or two without so much as a sighting so we decided on the 3rd night we'd go for a drive and stop every now and then and be real quiet and see if something would come out. Well about midnight we're pulled over in the middle of nowhere just sitting there when we hear CRASH!
"Did you hear that?"
"Ya I heard it"
CRASH SNAP SNAP CRASH
"Hmm, must be a moose"
So we grab our guns and go over to this pulled up stump and sit there and listen to this crashing and snapping noise. About 170 yards away I see a big black object dart through a clearing, and I see it's a bear, and boy he is just mowing through the brush, I mean it sounded like a D-6 Cat coming through the brush. He pops out at about 70 yards and sits there and starts sniffing the air, just huffing and puffing to beat hell. We're sitting there in total awe, watching this bear get closer and it was almost scary how fast he was moving. He covered that 170 yards in about 10 seconds, and no he wasn't running. So he gets to 50 yards and stops, I tell my buddy
"ok here we go...
Bear whips around real quick, but his body isn't working right because of that first shot, adrenaline kicks in and there he goes! BOOM! I shoot again, my buddy shoots and then on put in my final 3rd shot and thump! Bear down! We go nuts, high 5's, hugs oh man are we jazzed! So we finally pull ourselves together and realize we gotta go in and make sure he's dead so 30 min later we start creeping off in the direction he ran, and 50 yards later there he is, dead as hell. We shot him with two .30-06's and 150 grain Barnes X bullets. So we start skinning and at 6:30 am we pull into the cabin and crash! Hide squared 8'5". Have lots of pics and will post very soon. Totally awesome experience!