They do not need this thread as word of mouth is keeping them busy with 100% opportunity. Last year, four of us that went up together all took bears, 3 on the first sit. All four had opportunity, but one held out for a B&C, his daughter shot a P&Y.
I went back alone this year as Stan is going to them this Fall for a combination bear and waterfowl hunt. Brian and daughter want to go again, possibly next year when I go back.
Baits consisted of meat, grain, cooking oil, marshmellows, popcorn and other treats. Cyril told me I would see multiple bears. I did, at least 8 different ones, possibly 9 but wasn't sure if one was a repeat.
It was a zoo all afternoon. This nice boar came out, twice, knew I was in stand. Started to come up and wolfed at me. Glad he decided otherwise, I did not know if my old wrestling moves would keep me alive, and the thoughts of a fat man rolling around with a bear just didn't seem funny at the time.
The boar above was back for a second time. Cyril showed me the pictures of multiple bear using this bait. He pointed out the largest had a very light colored muzzle., But there were three definite shooters in there. He told me to be patient. I have earned a reputation for shooting small bears, but only because I want a smaller target to give them a chance;-)
This boar was at the bait. He already ran off a smaller bear. All of a sudden he started to move away from the bait, and out of the corner of my right eye I saw a light colored muzzle coming in from behind me. Instantly I decide it was the big one!
Once I decide to shoot I become 100% fixated on nothing but putting the pin where it needs to be, holding steady, releasing and follow through.
At the shot the bear huffed, spun 180 degrees and started running. But, with each bound I saw blood blowing out. She made it 35-40 yards max, and rolled head over feet and came to a stop. I could see her. She did not move but bawled, rather screamed almost like a human, several loud times, shouting volume actually, and it was over.
I don't know if it was from seeing so many bear, having it work out so perfectly, or just because I am getting soft as I age? I realized the seriousness of taking the life of such an awesome animal, yet the full experience rushed over my body like nothing I ever experienced with hunting. It's hard to describe the competing emotions of remorse and intense satisfaction.
I thanked the Lord, and remained seated until Cyril arrived. I think he was ecstatic with the short trail. We took some pictures and headed back to camp.
My reputation remains intact. This was not the big bear in there, but bigger by far than either of my first two bears. I am very pleased, the bear has some character with a couple of facial scars.
I want to encourage any one who has a desire to take a hunting trip to Canada, but may be a little hesitant. Whether you are new to bear hunting, or going for that special trophy, SLO is an outstanding choice. Please PM if you want more information.
Evan, Cyril, Dave and Anita, thank you again, and until next year be well and prosperous!
A little side note, Dave and Cyril are best childhood friends who look very similar. They debate frequently who is better looking and which is the better guide. I have been guided by Cyril both times, and am two for two. And they are both equally ugly;-)
Just kidding men, you are my people;-)
I know Evan is your nephew, and Anita is your sister. Class and talent obviously run in the family sir. I have long wanted to hunt with you because of your awesome threads. But, I am a loyal guy. SLO is everything you said they would be.
Thank you, and I hope to meet you one day. God bless.
