I can't believe these guys are doing this to you guys. Right up front I'll say I've hunted bears a bunch and I've never seen as many aggressive bears as in this area. Not to scare anyone but the pucker factor was way more than average. I think I had a total of eighteen different bears under 15 yds. And a pile of them came in five and six times each. They'd come in, get run off, grab a bite and run off, circle, work their way in and run off again by a bigger one, etc. I tried to keep track and I think there was eighteen different ones. I also should mention I did not hunt two different evenings because of bad weather and a touch of flu or something. I'll give you a prime example by recapping my last days hunt. It gets light up there at 4:10 AM. although I didn't get on stand until 5:00. I sat until about 8 and frankly couldn't stay awake from only getting four hours of sleep the night before. So I drove back to camp, slept for a couple hours, grabbed a couple sandwiches and got back on stand again at 11 AM. I had two different probably two year olds (one sow and one young boar) jockeying for position in the pecking order off and on for hours. It was mostly sunny all day. Then in the afternoon the clouds rolled in and it started to rain. Four or five times a black cloud would go over and I'd have to take my camcorder down to keep it dry. Finally about 7 PM it literally poured and I was forced to run the camera back to the truck. What a stroke of bad luck this turned out to be. Back in stand without the camera now. What I figured was the sow came in and fed again when she suddenly scalded out of there. In from my left without hesitation came two big bears. The first I think was a big dry sow followed by "the man". Apparently he got upset that she got in front of him and a fight broke out right there under me. He took a chunk out of her butt and chased her straight away. Then when he turns to come back he looks up in the treestand, sees me and goes absolutely berserk that I was there and not running from him. At first he started a low moan that quickly turned into a bellow, then a growl, then a roar. He was popping his jaws, huffing and growling trying his best to intimidate me. Apparently it really bothered him that I was holding my position. So he'd facing me at about fourteen yards and first starts pawing the ground like a bull only throwing stuff behind him with each rake of his claws. Then he walks over to the crib and smashes it with a series of four left and right swings sending logs flying. Then he grabs a dead tree from the crib that is probably eight feet long and four or five inches in diameter in his mouth and with his teeth swings it like a baseball bat three or four times at me. I'm not sure if it just broke or he actually bit it in half. It really doesn't matter as I was pretty impressed... but apparently he didn't think so. He then side-steps, still facing me only giving me a frontal angle and grabs a live sapling by strattling it and wrapping his right front leg around the main trunk of the tree, then reached down with his teeth and snipped it right off, spit out the remains and threw the rest of the tree aside. He did this to two different trees. Now granted, these were only saplings maybe an inch or so in diameter but it was still pretty impressive seeing he was bellering and popping his jaws the whole time. Then, as luck would have it, a truck (a Canadian fisherman) drove down the road right behind me. He ran off fifty yards, stood his ground and started in again. Come to Poppa. Still eyeballing me, moaning with an occasional jaw popping he was still only giving me a frontal shot. Then the final straw, only a couple minutes after the truck passed here came either a four-wheeler or a dirtbike (I couldn't see it). Aparently the sum total of the truck, the four-wheeler and the fat guy in the tree was too much for him and he ran off. I honestly think he probably came right back in but I was almost out of shootng light and figured he was easier to deal with what light remained than in the dark, so I backed on out. We both lived happily ever after. Wish you all were there. BW
Topic: Quebec Bear Hunt--2 Bears Arrowed on Video--added pg 42!! (Read 44381 times)
