Wow! how did this all happen?? I send in an old pic to change my avatar ( because i'm now out of the witness protection program).LOL And I'm honored at the page top.
I'm not really good at story telling 'er lets see....once upon a time there was this northern ontario indian guide ( really he was a dark italian mistaken for a Indian ) known as Serigo Carpino ( or so he was named by Jim Emerson). He was known to put some of his luckier friends and clients onto some Bears occasionally. And on occasion after his buds had all tagged out he would take some time to hunt himself. On this occasion he was working a bait on the dalton Rd near the grassy river ( An area familiar to all who have shared his home and hunting area) one late afternoon as I was quietly approaching the bait i saw some movement at the bait about 15yds ahead, the wind was with me, so i went into Indian stealth mode. at 10 yds, i'm watching a 160# bear nervously working the bait, i tapped my bow limb against a small poplar tree and the bear ripped out of there like his tail was on fire . I didn't care to shoot this particular bear because i knew by the bear sign that there was a Booner at this site. I reset everything got into my stand that was down wind of the bait and bear trail ( i always wait until a trail develops before i pick my stand location. I wasn't in my stand long when a 120# bear shows up nervous and moving like a spider too scared to get too close to the bait, it's a cat and mouse game between the120'er and the160'er. I almost arrowed the larger bear , but i knew he wasn't leaving the 5 1/2 inch tracks. Around 6:30 pm they both left and everything went absolutely quiet. At 6:40 I had this eerie feeling, i kept looking through the heavy brush and trees around me hoping to see a spot of black, when i happened to look down between my feet and through the platform of my screaming eagle treestand, there looking up at me was this Booner with an enormous head! I figured the gig was up and he would bolt out of there! I tried not to look him in the eye and he just slowly got up and started towards the bait , he stopped suddenly and his hackles went up! I thought ok this is it , he's either gonna bolt or come pay me a visit Right!!?? Nope out of the brush to the side of the booner out rushes another monster bear, by now i have a snuffer tipped arrow nocked on my Silvertip and am beginning to draw! the first Bear has his but to me, the 2nd Bear is coming at the first bear and is broadside to me,. I kept drawing my bow as the 2nd bear slid to a stop ,I turned my focus onto the broadside bear and released as he was sliding to a stop and zipped the arrow right through his heart! The first bear took of to my left and the hit bear just lumbered off straight 28 yds into some tag alders gave some death moans and expired. i sat back down and tried to replay what had just happened. Wow! thought it just doesn't get much better than this!! Might sound like a lot of action, but just ask anyone who has hunted with me and they'll tell you that this is just a normal day in the Northern bush with Serigo Carpino.
Hope you all enjoyed this as much as i enjoyed reliving it and I wish I could share a camp with most of the people on the Tradgang, you are all a great bunch!
Sergio