I was in my deer blind before daylight this morning. It is a ground blind and only about 1/4 mile from my house. I sit on a metal folding chair facing west, my back against a large sweetgum tree. I have several shooting lanes cleared through the brush in front of me. Behind me is a thick tangle of underbrush. I don't watch that way.
I had been sitting, mostly unmoving, for a couple of hours, my eyes scanning the forest before me. About 8:45am I finally had to stand up and stretch.
I leaned my long rifle against a log, and I stood up. There was a "snap" of a breaking stick behind me. I turned quickly, and there, only about 10 feet away, was a bear. It turned and ran off, quickly disappearing in the underbrush. Other than that one snap of a breaking stick, the bear hadn't made a sound.
It wasn't a large bear, only about 150 pounds in my estimation.
Pretty cool, I think. I hadn't seen a bear around here for a couple of years.
I had been sitting, mostly unmoving, for a couple of hours, my eyes scanning the forest before me. About 8:45am I finally had to stand up and stretch.
I leaned my long rifle against a log, and I stood up. There was a "snap" of a breaking stick behind me. I turned quickly, and there, only about 10 feet away, was a bear. It turned and ran off, quickly disappearing in the underbrush. Other than that one snap of a breaking stick, the bear hadn't made a sound.
It wasn't a large bear, only about 150 pounds in my estimation.
Pretty cool, I think. I hadn't seen a bear around here for a couple of years.