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Best of 2014: My bear

As I was looking through photos of 2014 and printing some out, I couldnt help  but get nostalgic.  I had no intention of bear hunting a year ago.  I had actually told my Dad (a few times) that I had no desire to shoot a bear, didn't think I could like the meat and that it was just not in my wheel house.  Skip ahead a few months and with the invitation of Steve and Lorri, I learned how to prepare and set bait and went hunting.  Then, given the opportunity to hunt with hounds, I took a chance to learn more about it and came home with an incredible story and some delicious meat.

I may look calm but I was freaking out
Grateful
Look at those scars! I told the taxidermist that I want each one of them to be seen when I get the hide back
Such a great hunt
So big that it took 6 men or a tractor to move him




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  1. My husband and I are planning a bear hunt next year and I am soo excited! Yours is beautiful. I am excited to try the meat. What did you do with the hide?

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    1. Thank you! The meat is fantastic. I am having the hide tanned. I don't really have the space for a rug but can make the tanned hide into a rug later down the road. I can't wait to get it back and see it. He had some great scars on his face.
      Where are you going to be bear hunting?

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  2. We aren't sure yet. There is a sport show in Rapid City in the spring and we will scout potential guides there. I want to do a little fishing also. Can't wait to see your hide.

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  3. What an amazing bear! Congratulations! I love the meat as well!

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