IdahoBugler
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Well to say this bear baiting is fun would be an under statement. Moosie kept talking to me about getting up to hunt with him and I kept kind off low key about the whole deal. But after gunner and I went up a month after the season. I thought it was time to give it a try. A little late but better late then never.
Gunner and I started another bait because we thought 4 guys on one bait might be a little much. A week after we started it we were getting hits. I couldn't keep enough food on that bait. I was having to re-load it every two or three days. We have some pretty sweet trail cam pics that I will post later.
Here is my 3 year old helping me bait. Notice the strap on the tree that used to have a trail camera attached. The bear ripped it off and then shat on it.
The trail cam pics showed bears hitting the bait through out the day, so I thought I would sit in the stand by 3:00 on Sunday. Let me tell you what, 7 hours on stand is not fun. During that time I rigged up my tripod to my treestand so I could try and tape the shot. So of course I sit all day and the first bear to come in was at 9:00. He was a young almost blond bear. I watched him for 20 minutes when he finally took off like a rocket. 15 minutes later here came a bear I passed up on Thursday. With only a few days left in the season I figured she was good enough. I positioned the camera in a spot I thought I might get the shot and started recording. The bear came out and walked to the upper edge of my camera view. I rushed the shot a little in hopes of getting it caught on tape and I hit about 3 inches to far back and 3 inches high. It was almost dark so I thought I had better look for her the next day.
Here is a still from my video camera just after the arrow hit here. If you look at the light spot on her back you can see where the arrow entered.
I gave Moosie a call and he pulled some strings to come up and help me with the monsterous pack out I was going to have. (Thanks dude, I don't know what I would of done without you there. Actually I know I would of been packing it out in my flip-flops. But that's another story and we don't need to tell anybody about that.) Anyway, we made it back up and tracked her for 70 yards before she rolled the next 70 yards to the bottom. Which was right next to my truck a grand total of about 70 yards away from it. It was a dry sow that had some pretty wore down teeth. She was 62 inches long from nose to tail.
Notice my nice white shoes that are 2 sizes to big.
Gunner and I started another bait because we thought 4 guys on one bait might be a little much. A week after we started it we were getting hits. I couldn't keep enough food on that bait. I was having to re-load it every two or three days. We have some pretty sweet trail cam pics that I will post later.
Here is my 3 year old helping me bait. Notice the strap on the tree that used to have a trail camera attached. The bear ripped it off and then shat on it.
The trail cam pics showed bears hitting the bait through out the day, so I thought I would sit in the stand by 3:00 on Sunday. Let me tell you what, 7 hours on stand is not fun. During that time I rigged up my tripod to my treestand so I could try and tape the shot. So of course I sit all day and the first bear to come in was at 9:00. He was a young almost blond bear. I watched him for 20 minutes when he finally took off like a rocket. 15 minutes later here came a bear I passed up on Thursday. With only a few days left in the season I figured she was good enough. I positioned the camera in a spot I thought I might get the shot and started recording. The bear came out and walked to the upper edge of my camera view. I rushed the shot a little in hopes of getting it caught on tape and I hit about 3 inches to far back and 3 inches high. It was almost dark so I thought I had better look for her the next day.
Here is a still from my video camera just after the arrow hit here. If you look at the light spot on her back you can see where the arrow entered.
I gave Moosie a call and he pulled some strings to come up and help me with the monsterous pack out I was going to have. (Thanks dude, I don't know what I would of done without you there. Actually I know I would of been packing it out in my flip-flops. But that's another story and we don't need to tell anybody about that.) Anyway, we made it back up and tracked her for 70 yards before she rolled the next 70 yards to the bottom. Which was right next to my truck a grand total of about 70 yards away from it. It was a dry sow that had some pretty wore down teeth. She was 62 inches long from nose to tail.
Notice my nice white shoes that are 2 sizes to big.
