Hunter's Bear

A good friend of mine's son, Hunter Lindsay, told me about a bear hunting trip to the family's favorite spot, which he would not divulge for obvious reasons. it turns out that there was a canyon in the area, next to the canyon they normally hunted but Hunter wanted to give it a try. Rather than hike the ridges, which they normally do, they had open country in between the two ridges. They chose to go in between and watch for both sides. After hiking a few miles, Hunter found a great spot and parked himself under a big tree just before sundown. Once settled, he pulled out his binoculars and did a little glancing around. They sat for approximately 1/2 hour. Young Mr. Lindsay picks up the story from here: "I was glassing over to my left and there was a meadow with some big trees surrounding it. I can see something black behind a tree. I could just see the very back half of it and couldn't tell what it was. Then I saw it move and I knew it was a bear. It was pretty far away so we decided to get closer. It was too far to shoot. We got close enough to where I could shoot. We sat and waited for it to come out into the open. We waited 25 minutes. It was still a fire shot up my family always practices our shooting so I felt confident in the shot. It was quartering away from us so it was a perfect shot. I shot with a :300 Remington ultra mag and it went right into the chest and out the back side and it dropped it immediately down the hill and into some brush.

Let us congratulate Hunter, first of all for getting close enough to take an ethical shot and second of all for making his shot count.