Not so fast, Rob ole buddy.
Sitting there in the stand on that first night, I can tell you one thing. Having never hunted bear, I was a little uneasy. The trail cam showed a sow and cubs was frequenting the area, and also a few nice boars. When I freshened the bait that night before climbing into the stand, I found myself checking over my shoulder at times. As I sat there, I began to recall how this hunt came about.
It was almost a year ago, and some buddies and I were about 4 miles into the back country of Colorado. Some of you may remember... They were experiencing their monsoon season at the time, with roads washing out and mudslides every where! We were camped at 10,300 and I never knew how loud thunder could be. We'd hunt all day, and come back to camp, try to dry our boots and limited gear(packing in, your supplies are limited), eat and go to bed. It rained on us for 12 straight days. If anyone has ever been on a hunt like that, you know it is about 90% mental.
We had a good hunt and one guy in our group got a cow. We had several other close encounters, but we just couldn't close the deal. It was on the hike out, after that hunt, that next year, we were going to try something a little less demanding.( don't get me wrong, I love elk hunting and will be back next year)