My 2016 bear hunting season was one for the books. Hunted down to the wire, and on the last evening, Russ and I were surrounded by giant bears, and I was able to arrow my biggest black bear to date.
Date: June, 2016
I was lucky enough to make a stalk and take this ancient old brute of a black bear whose teeth are worn down to the gums. ….but after I shot him, the MONSTER that we had been after all season showed up and he’s even bigger than what we thought! He has an appointment with Russ Meyers Hoyt next season.
This old monster who lived a full life, and I’m grateful to have been able to share just a few minutes of it with him.
Long front legs with huge feet.
A big pumpkin head.
A battered, scarred up face and split ears.
Teeth worn to the gums.
He was a rack of bones with a big frame but no muscle tone and not much fat.
Seeing this bear in his prime would have been a treat.
Thanks Russ for all of your help, knowledge and support… and especially for getting it all on video!
The “Lucky Eight Ball” came through! Thanks Jess.
Both Russ and I thought I hit him too far back. He made it a little less than 100 yards and I snuck back in and put another one in him, but it wasn’t needed. My first shot was money.
Roses are Red.
Backstrap is also Red.
Poems are Hard.
Russ and I worked hard this bear season, but it paid off big!
Russ and my bears could be twins, other than his is super duper old, and mine is older, which technically means that they were born on different years and couldn’t be twins. Anyhow… they have all the same measurements pretty much and look alike, so you get the point.