Dear 10 Point buck on my trail camera, Today is September 22. In 1 month and 1 day, Dad and I will be dragging you out of the woods. So, please enjoy the last few weeks - frolic in the woods, munch the apples under those 5 apple trees, knock up a few
hoes does and enjoy the Maine weather. I have plans for you beginning Oct 30 that involve a crock pot, football and a bunch of guys (and me) yelling at the TV during a game. So until then...
See you in 37 days
Jesse Phillips had no intention of bear hunting. He was along for the ride with friend and host of Blood Origins , Robbie Kroger, who was on his annaul bear hunt with Grove Hill Outfitters . Being convinced that he should go hunt, Jesse grabbed the 45-10 and headed into a treestand. He wore his cowboy boots, jeans and flannel, "the only thing I didn't do was put on deoterant" Jesse laughed. Climbing up into the stand a little before 2pm, he held no expectations for seeing his first bear in the wild. He was doing this just to apease the guys in camp. At 4:02, a bear appeared. "He was about 40 yards away," explained Jesse, "and he was just walkeding around, sniffing and eating. He wasn't interested in the bait at all." Watching the bear, Jesse knew he needed to remain calm. He was in no position to move his gun and take a shot without the bear spooking. The bear walked in and out of the opening with no intention of heading to the bait. Jesse