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|
|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|