I had the opportunity to get a away for a few days to hunt down in southeast Alaska. We had a great time catching Dungeoness crabs and chasing blackies.
I really enjoyed the opportunity to just sit on tidal flats in the evening, instead of climbing mountains in the fall for blueberry bears.
I shot this bear at 645 p.m. after he wondered out in search of fresh grass. I stalked through the woods for about a 100 yards to get a closer shot. I set up in the woods, steadied my rifle on my pack, and slowly pulled the trigger to hear...click (I forgot to chamber a round). The bear immediately looked straight at me, even though he was still 150 yards away. He started to move back towards cover and I quickly, but quietly jacked a shell into the chamber. I waited until he stopped again to look back ,placed the crosshairs on him and doubled lunged him. He only ran about 10 yards & curled up under a tree.
The bear measures 7' from paw to paw and 6'2" from nose to tail, making him about 6'7". Definitely my best bear & he has a great coat. The skull measured under 20".
I spent the rest of the time cutting him up and on Friday night on made about 30 pounds of the 150 pounds of boned out meat into summer sausage. I took it to a party and people couldn't believe it was black bear. Black Bear gets a bad rap in my opinion. I'd eat a black bear steak any day.