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Published by archery64 on 18 Feb 2010

Things I think about…in no particular order

As posted at www.allarchery.blogspot.com

Everyone should be required to take marksmanship proficiency tests in firearms and archery before being allowed to enter the woods.

We should be permitted to shoot out the tires of road hunters.

Game Commissions are doing the best with what they have to provide adequate deer populations.

If you shoot it, you eat it.

State firearm safety courses should include how to track a wounded animal.

Crossbows should only be permitted for use by those with physical limitations.

Sunday hunting should not be allowed anywhere for anything!

They should have pull-off areas along highways so we can safely watch deer in the fields.

Kids should start out shooting bows with mechanical releases and then learn how to shoot fingers.

PETA…’nuf said.

Every deer you’re fortunate enough to harvest should be considered a trophy.

Wearing a safety harness while in a tree stand should be required by law.

While in deer camp, discussion topics such as taxes, mortgage rates, and computers should be forbidden.

I’ve never seen a Game Warden walking in the woods when they weren’t on a road or trail….wait….I’ve never seen a Game Warden walking.

Why don’t you ever see deer cross the road near those “Deer Crossing” signs?

I prefer to archery hunt in the evenings but rifle hunt in the mornings.

As I get older, my tree stand gets closer to the ground.

My dad is the best hunter I’ve ever known.

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Published by dittot on 17 Feb 2010

2010 Parker Trailblazer XP for sale

I have a Parker that I want to get
rid of because j found something else that I would rather have. This bow shoots fast and smooth and has no problems. This is a full package deal it comes with case, release, tru glo sights, 4 arrow quiver, drop away rest, 5 arrows(30″), string leaches, D-loop, peep(for sights). The draw weight is 70-60lbs. It is now set at 70. The draw length is 29″-31″. It is now set at 29″. The draw length is changed by removing screws from the cam and moving the module. I am asking 550 for everything. I don’t want any trades and I won’t sell parts off of the bow. If interested please email me at adamdittoe@yahoo.com Thanks

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Published by REDMAN68 on 16 Feb 2010

What age is your Bear recurve

DATING YOUR FRED BEAR BOW

There are several features and changes that were made to the bear bows over the years that will help narrow the age of your bow or your potential investment.

1. The Serial Number: These bows usually have, what appears to be a hand inscription on one of the limbs that gives a serial number along with the length and pull weight of the bow. This serial number works very well for dating Bear Bows from 1965-1969 when the first digit of the serial number is the year of manufacture.

For example, a serial number of 5L212 would be a 1965 Bow.

Prior to 1965, the serial numbers for all Bear bows were started over every month, making these bows almost impossible to date by serial number alone. The “K” series of serial numbers (for example KZ9672) were started in 1970.

2. Patent Mark: Most of the BEAR Bows we have sold have the logo and the US Patents printed on it along with the date of CANADA 1953. This date that is printed on all bows made between 1953 and 1972 is simply the date of the patent for a working recurve limb and has nothing to do with the actual model year.

3. Decals & Silkscreening: In 1948 the small Running Bear decal was first and then was replaced by the large Standing Bear decal in mid-1953. The large Standing Bear decal also has the words “Glass Powered Bow” under the Standing Bear.

The large Standing Bear decal was used until 1955 when it was replaced with silk-screening the identification on the bows. By 1956 the silk-screening appeared on all bows.

4. All Wood vs Laminate: If your bow is ALL wood (no laminations of any kind) then your bow had to be made before the mass productions beginning in 1949.
• If the ALL wood bow has a stamp that reads “Bear Products” in some form it would have been made before the early to mid 40’s.
• If it is stamped “Bear Archery” it would have been made AFTER the early-mid 40’s and BEFORE 1949.
• Also wooden bows with a small “Running Bear” decal can be dated to 1948

5. The Leather Grip: ALL Bear bows had leather grips until 1959. In 1959, the Kodiak Special removed the leather grip and in 1961 the Kodiak did the same, as well as the Grizzly in 1964.

6. The Coin Medallion: Beginning in 1959 all Bear bows had a coin medallion of one type of metal or another. Below are the approx date ranges for the type of coin used.

Copper Coin – 1959
Aluminum – 1960-1961
Pewter – 1962
Brass – 1963 – 1970
Nickel-Silver – 1971-1972

ALL coins were flush with the wood until 1972. In late 1972 the coin was raised above the surface of the bow and came in both gold and chrome covered plastic and are still used in Bear bows today.

7. Manufacturer Location: in 1978 Bear moved all manufacturing and offices to Gainesville, Florida. If your bow shows Gainesville on it then it was made after 1978

8. Model Of The Bow: Check the Model of the bow. Below is a yearly production chart for the most popular Bear Bows.

Wood Handle Take-Down 1969-1972
Wood C-Riser Victor Custom 1973-1975
Magnesium Handle Take-Down A-B-C 1971-1978
Kodiak Static Recurve 1950-1953
Kodiak Recurve 1954-1966
Super Kodiak 1967-1976
Grizzly Static Recurve 1949-1957
Grizzly Recurve 1958-1978
Super Magnum 48 1966-1976
Kodiak Magnum 52″ 1961-1977
Kodiak Hunter 58″ and 60″ 1967-1977
Tamerlane 1962-1968
Tamerlane HC-30 1965-1967
Tamerlane HC-300 1968-1972
Kodiak Special 1955-1967
Temujin 1968-1970
Tarter 1968-1972
Victor Patriot 1973-1977
Victor 1972
Polar (recurve) 1957-1970
Alaskan (leather grip semi-recurve) 1959-1961
Alaskan (recurve) 1966-1970
Tigercat 1964-1978
Bearcat 1964-1971
Black Bear 1972-1978
Little Bear 1965-1978

With this information you should be able to get really close to dating your Bear Bow if not pin-pointing it to the year.

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Published by archerchick on 16 Feb 2010

HI-SPIRIT-My Christmas Eve Buck – By Ted Nugent

HI-SPIRIT By Ted Nugent
My Christmas Eve Buck
April 2006
Enjoying a profound holiday ritual

April 2006

The icicles hanging from my mustache and beard were the real McCoy. No fake decorations allowed in my Christmas tree. And my Christmas tree just happened to be a towering white oak atop a majestic forested ridgeline bordering our stunning Nugent family Michigan swamp. Instead of a handmade angel on top, a frozen guitar player clung for dear life to the crows-nest branches way up high, trusty bow and arrow in hand, waiting for an American whitetail deer to bring our Christmas dinner on by –on the hoof. For, as usual, I was bowhunting on this frigid evening, celebrating the birth of The Creator’s son in the lap of God, doing my own little personal shivering prayer for peace and joy across the land.

The wiser members of the Tribe Nuge were just a shot away, snug around the home fireplace preparing a hot meal for the old hunter’s return, blue-spruce tree aglow in the corner of our home with celebratory decorations aglitter. With the 30-below wind chill numbing my inner bones, I could hardly wait for dark to take over the swamp so I could join them for a Nugent American tradition of grand Christmas spirit. Meanwhile, Old Man Winter was doing all he could to blow me clean out of my tree stand. Motor City MadMan indeed. Motor City NutJob is more like it.

But now he came, and a powerful, inner instinct overwhelmed the frozen wind and any thought of comfort. I could hardly believe my eyes that such a beast was approaching on this horrendous, brutal night. He was a great stag, and he was coming my way. I pushed and pulled on my frozen muscles in preparation to draw my bow as does and young deer crunched the icy snow below me, luring the old monarch into range. The magnificent buck paused every few steps to test the wind and my patience, and on he came.

As he turned his head to follow an old doe, I initiated my hunter’s prayer, my arrow coming back gracefully, like the Zen ballet of life and death that is, and in and instant, the razor sharp broadhead had sliced clean through the old boy’s vitals and it was all over except for the jubilation. He died in but seconds before me, tipping over in the pure white snow of the marsh, just 25 yards away. In astonished disbelief, I looked to the heavens and said another prayer of thanks, thank carefully descended my icy perch and proceeded with the stirring recovery of rituals of such a precious gift. The purity of my act was obvious to all who are honest about nature. Balance, biodiversity and perfect protein for the table were the irrefutable win-win-win of the occasion.

With the help of my family, we jubilantly dragged the amazing animal back to the barn and soon my frozen garments were replaced with a nice, warm, cushy robe, slippers and a scrumptious hot meal. The Santa Claus of fresh meat has landed.

The American Dream is truly amazing any way you choose it, but this hands-on outdoor conservation lifestyle of hunting, fishing and trapping keeps one honest to the cause and effect with the good Mother Earth and all her creatures and resources. The gorgeous spruce Christmas tree we so joyously decorated together was once again harvested from the thousands of various trees we plant each spring. The natural season of planting is as important to us as the natural season of harvest, and it means so much more to us knowing we personally plant thousands of trees for every one we utilize. Just as the thriving deer populations prove, a reasoning predator will always put more back than we take. The Christmas season is surely a time of giving, but the Nugents don’t limit such conscientiousness to a single time of year. We just go a little wilder at Christmas.

The mouth-watering, aromatically stimulating spread on our Christmas dinner table is not only delicious and invigorating, but also happens to be the healthiest food available to mankind. Our wild turkey is pure, organic food; the roasted venison haunch and mallards a testament to the perfection of God’s natural, renewable bounty. We do it every year, and will forever.

Watching my children grow up in such a spiritually connected lifestyle has served them well, and their integrity and quality of life is my proudest accomplishment. They are all giving, loving, caring, independent, resourceful, funny, clever, productive American citizens solidly in the asset column of life. Now with grandchildren at the party, the traditional Nugent family fun factor continues off-the-charts. Though the gift wrapping and unwrapping can be best described as a consumer orgy, steps towards practicality are being upgraded every year. We try to provide as many gifts to U.S. Military families as we possibly can, for but by the blood of warriors can any celebration take place at all.

We keep Christ in Christmas regardless of trends or the PC denial curse. We celebrate the gift of life, we celebrate American freedom, and we celebrate the birthday of Jesus Christ.

Communicate and ask Uncle Ted directly at NugentUSA@cs.com or visit tednugent.com.

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Published by divyajoshna9 on 15 Feb 2010

ArrowTrade’s Magazine Bow Reports Index

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ArrowTrade’s Magazine Bow Reports Index
Quest Drive Bow / Jul-13
Prime Impact Bow / Jul-13
Martin Nemesis 35 Bow / Jul-13
Xpedition X-Ring VI Bow / Jul-13
Parker Viking Bow / Jul-13
TenPoint Vapor Crossbow / Jul-13
Mission MXB-360 Crossbow / May-13
Strother Wrath SHO Bow / May-13
Obsession Knightmare Bow / May-13
New Breed Eclipse Bow / May-13
Mathews Creed Bow / May-13
Hoyt Spyder Bow / May-13
Elite Hunter Bow / May-13
BowTech Experience Bow / May-13
Bear Motive 6 Bow / May-13
BowTech Assassin Bow / Apr-13
Hoyt Charger Bow / Apr-13
Diamond Core Bow / Apr-13
Parker Kodiak Bow / Apr-13
Bear Method Bow / Apr-13
Mission Ballistic Bow / Apr-13
TenPoint Stealth SS Crossbow / Apr-13
Excalibur Matrix 380 Blackout Crossbow / Jan-13
Middleton Siege 330 Crossbow / Nov-12
Strother Hope Bow / Sep-12
Mathews Jewel Bow / Sep-12
BowTech HeartBreaker Bow / Sep-12
Bear Siren Bow / Sep-12
Inferno Hellfire II Crossbow / Jul-12
Strother Wrath Bow / Jul-12
Ross Crave DRT 31.5 Bow / Jul-12
Obsession Lethal Force Bow / Jul-12
Martin Bengal Pro Bow / Jul-12
Maitland Halo34 Bow / Jul-12
C.P. Oneida Eagle Kestrel Bow / Jul-12
BowTech Insanity CPX Bow / Jul-12
Prime Shift Bow / May-12
Parker Python Bow / May-12
Mathews H?lim Bow / May-12
Hoyt Vector 32 Bow / May-12
Elite ANSWER Bow / May-12
Bear Anarchy Bow / May-12
Parker Tornado F4 Crossbow / May-12
Ross XD Bow / Apr-12
Quest Torrent Bow / Apr-12
Parker Velocity Bow / Apr-12
Mission Riot Bow / Apr-12
Hoyt Rampage XT Bow / Apr-12
Diamond Fugitive Bow / Apr-12
Bear Legion Bow / Apr-12
LimbSaver Proton Bow / Nov-11
Strother SX-1 Bow / Sep-11
Darton DS-3800 Bow / Sep-11
Bear Apprentice Bow / Sep-11
Diamond Razor Edge Bow / Sep-11
Hoyt Ruckus Bow / Sep-11
Mission Craze Bow / Sep-11
Parker SideKick Extreme Bow / Sep-11
TenPoint Stealth XLT Crossbow / Sep-11
Diamond Dead Eye Bow / Jul-11
Parker Inferno Bow / Jul-11
Martin Firecat 400 Bow / Jul-11
Winchester Quicksilver 34 Bow / Jul-11
Prime Centroid Bow / Jul-11
BowTech Invasion CPX Bow / Jul-11
Excalibur Axiom SMF Crossbow / Jul-11
Elite Hunter Bow / Jul-11
Parker Inferno Bow / Jul-11
Martin Onza 3 Bow / May-11
Strother SX-1 Bow / May-11
Mission Venture Bow / May-11
Hoyt Carbon Element Bow / May-11
Mathews Z7 Xtreme Bow / May-11
Bear Carnage Bow / May-11
Elite Hunter Bow / May-11
Darton Serpent Bow / May-11
Mathews Z7 Xtreme Bow / Mar-11
Mission Craze Bow / Mar-11
Bear Carnage Bow / Jan-11
Quest Primal Bow / Nov-10
Darton Pro 3800 Bow / Nov-10
Barnett Predator Crossbow / Nov-10
PSE TAC 15i Crossbow / Nov-10
Hoyt Vicxen Bow / Sep-10
Hoyt Carbon Matrix Bow / Sep-10
Excalibur Phoenix Crossbow / Sep-10
Bear Attack Bow / Jul-10
Parker Ambusher 28 Bow / Jul-10
PSE X-Force AXE 6 Bow / Jul-10
Hoyt Maxxis 31 Bow / Jul-10
Elite Z28 Bow / Jul-10
BowTech Destroyer 350 Bow / Jul-10
Bear Attack Bow / Jul-10
Mission Maniac Bow / May-10
Rytera Nemesis Bow / May-10
Quest Primal Bow / May-10
Mathews Z7 Bow / May-10
Diamond IceMan FLX Bow / May-10
APA Innovations Pit Viper Bow / May-10
Elite GT500 Bow / May-10
BowTech Destroyer 340 Bow / May-10
TenPoint Defender CLS Crossbow / May-10
Mathews Passion Bow / Mar-10
Mathews Z7 Bow / Mar-10
Rytera Alien Bow / Jan-10
TenPoint Phantom CLS Crossbow / Jan-10
Horton Vision 175 Crossbow / Nov-09
Quest HPS 33 Bow / Nov-09
BowTech StrykeForce Crossbow / Sep-09
Hoyt TurboHawk Bow / Sep-09
Parker BlackHawk Bow / Jul-09
Diamond IceMan Bow / May-09
Ross Carnivore 34 Bow / May-09
PSE Bow Madness XL Bow / May-09
Anderson Crow XL Bow / May-09
Quest XPB Bow / May-09
Hoyt Alphamax 32 Bow / May-09
BowTech Admiral Bow / May-09
Diamond IceMan Bow / May-09
Bear The Truth 2 Bow / May-09
Diamond Razor Edge Bow / May-09
Darton Pro3500 Bow / Mar-09
Martin Bengal Bow / Mar-09
Mission Menace Bow / Jan-09
Mission Eliminator Bow / Jan-09
Diamond Edge Bow / Nov-08
BowTech General Bow / Nov-08
Pearson Pathfinder Bow / Sep-08
Pearson TX4 Bow / Sep-08
Diamond Marquis Bow / Sep-08
APA Viper Bow / Sep-08
Hoyt Katera Bow / Sep-08
BowTech The General Bow / Sep-08
Martin Firecat Pro-X Bow / Sep-08
Darton Ranger III Bow / Jul-08
Darton Pro 3000 Bow / Jul-08

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Published by JEANO33 on 10 Feb 2010

Bowtech Destroyer 350

I purchased the new Bowtech destroyer to the tune of $899 plus tax but almost as soon as I got it home I had an issue with it. The dealer told me the bow was set up at 70 pounds and when I checked it with my digital draw weight meter it only indicates 65 lbs. I called the dealer and he told me to crank the limb bolts down a few more turns. Problem solved right, wrong. The limbs pocket bolts are bottomed out and the limb bolts cannot be turned down any further. Remember, the dealer set this bow up, I haven’t touched it. The dealer insists the bow is set up right and it must be the meter. I tried a second draw weight meter with the same results. After contacting the dealer again he informed me that he wants to replace the limbs on my BRAND NEW bow. I haven’t even shot 5 arrows though this yet and the limbs on Bowtech’s new flagship bow needs to be replaced!!! Day 2 on a new purchase and I have to deal with this. Bow tech customer has blown me off since so far. I hope that some customer service is heading my way after all I only spent a grand on their flagship bow. I want an exchange. I want what I paid for and not what was provided

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Published by new2archery on 10 Feb 2010

Advice for a new bow hunter

I am 21 years old and i have been hunting upland game and waterfowl since i was 7, for a long time I have been interested in hunting big game and turkeys with a bow. I have no expereince in archery and i was hoping you guys could point me in the right direction in picking my first bow and the accesories I would need on it I can spend around $800 on everything to start shooting if anyone can point me in a good direction i would appreciate it.

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Published by albert on 10 Feb 2010

flechings

i am trying to replace my flechings and was wondering the difference between the new blazer and the old 4 inch vanes. some of the research and it sames its a little out dated. thay talk a lot about 3,4,5, inch vanes but not so much on the new blazer. shoot through a Whisker Biscuit. i am thinking of the 4 inch vanes. i am looking for just a little advice , im a little new and it sames like the hunter i am around only like what they use and thats it. thanks for any help

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Published by tjmeese on 10 Feb 2010

Picking a youth bow

I think that my six year old son is ready to upgrade to a youth compound bow. He is left handed, but throws, swings a bat and golf club, and shoots his current bow right handed. He is left eye dominant. Should I buy a right handed bow, which would be easier for me to deal with since I am right handed, or should I go to a left handed bow since he is left eye dominant? Any thoughts?

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Published by admin on 08 Feb 2010

The Bear That Wouldn’t Stop By Randy Templeton

The Bear That Wouldn’t Stop
A seemingly well hit bruin turns a
recovery mission into a total nightmare.
By Randy Templeton

http://www.bowandarrowhunting.com/

 It was September 1986 and we were along on our second Ontario black bear hunt.  Our hunt in the spring had been a total bust for my hunting pal Craig Owens and me.  It didn’t take long to realize swatting skeeters and no-see-ums wasn’t exactly our idea of hunting.  Even after dousing ourselves with bug dope—and our ankles and shirt cuffs duck-taped shut—the biting, blood-sucking phantoms always seemed to find a clear pathway to bare flesh. Plus we didn’t have a crack at any bears on that trip.

 Bud Dickson, one of Ontario’s leading authorities on problem bears and certainly a top-shelf outfitter based out of Atikokan, invited Craig and me on a return trip, this time during the upcoming fall.  I was very reluctant to the invite at first, considering our previous journey.  Not to mention, the dates conflicted with when Craig and I usually go elk hunting.  But Bud explained during the fall it’s too cold for bugs, and bears would be feeding rigorously before hibernation.  Bud also explained that boars would be roaming the woods for the last receptive sows.  After hearing all this, the temptation was too high, and we moved our elk hunt out a week and headed for Ontario!

 Upon arrival, we were greeted by our guide Garth Stromberg who told us the bears had been quite active and visiting the baits at nearly the precision of a Swiss timepiece.  In fact, just days before our arrival they filmed five large boars over one bait site.  Garth said one would tip the scales at 400 pounds or better and another would be pushing 600 pounds.  We were excited.
 
 Our accommodations were better than most, a log cabin on the bank of a pristine lake.  The first afternoon was spent fishing for walleye and northern pike, both or which we enjoyed for dinner.  That evening, Craig and I experienced a spectacular show of northern lights, neither or which we’d ever seen.  An assortment of bright beams of light shot from between the clouds and danced on the lake.

 The first morning we walked to our stand sites under the cover of darkness, each of us carrying a bait bucket in one hand and a bow in the other.  A layer of frost covered the ground, and the smell of autumn was in the air.  Without warning, a cool breeze hit and I was overcome with an eerie feeling we weren’t alone.  A sudden “woof” coming from the darkness and the sound of rattling brush sent chills up my spine.  A bear hadn’t been more than 25 yards from where we stood.  The remaining distance to our stands seemed like eternity.  An occasional snap of twigs and rustling of leaves had my wits on end.

 Craig and I split up and moments later I was settling in my stand.  That is when I spotted a bulky figure beginning to materialize.  Then, just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished back into the shadows.  I wasn’t sure what it was.

 That afternoon found us carrying bait in plastic grocery bags filled with fruitcake, peanut butter, sweet rolls and bread smothered with pancake syrup.  As I approached my bait I could hear twigs snap nearby.  I thought I’d be lucky to reach the stand before a bear comes charging in for dinner.  Rather than bury the bag under the pile, I simply laid it on top and tiptoed to the stand.

 

 Suddenly, I heard a rustle then saw some small poplar trees whipping back and forth.  Two giant bodies towered on the skyline.  Slowly, two moose moseyed down the slope and passed within 40 yards, but neither paid any attention.

 I was caught off-guard some time later when a large bear ever so quietly stepped out from beneath an umbrella of brilliant colored foliage.  He stopped at less than 10 yards and balanced on two legs.  His jet-black eyes met mine in a blank but cold and chilling stare.  At that point, I wasn’t quite certain the goodies lying on the log pile were his primary objective.

 Remembering what Bud Dickson told me about shot placement I wasn’t about to take the shot until the old boar settled in for the smorgasbord.  Those thoughts had no more than passed when he made a beeline for the bait, grabbed the entire bait bag and ran for cover!  One small piece of bread fell in the opening marking his escape route.  At less than 30 yards the bear ate all the contents, including the bag from behind a cluster of berry bushes.

 Thinking the bear would return for the last scrap, I stood ready with an arrow knocked.  He came close, but much to my surprise the temptation wasn’t great enough.  Instead, out came another bear, but one that didn’t compare to the big bear’s size.  I passed on the shot.

 The following morning we spent baiting various sites getting ready for the afternoon hunt.  Craig elected to hunt elsewhere  and I chose to stay put hoping for a second opportunity at my bait site.

 Upon arrival a dozen clattering gray jays were scavenging the bait station.  To ensure there wasn’t a repeat performance of the afternoon before, I buried the bait deep beneath a pile of logs and then poured raw molasses on the logs to sweeten the deal.

 Only minutes had passed when the woods grew silent, and I sensed something was amiss.  Looking over my shoulder, I spotted two black silhouettes.   After nearly an hour the smallest outline cautiously inched toward the opening licking its chops.  Within a few yards he stopped long enough to take a brief but sneering glance, then woofed before running for cover.

 Overcome by temptation, just minutes later the old bore walked directly beneath the stand spanning two trees and stopped.  Sniffing the ladder, he put one paw on the first step and stared upward as if he were going to join me.  Let me tell you, I was about to jump out of my pants.   Fortunately, he must have decided the aerial perch wouldn’t support both our weight and climbed back down.  Slowly but surely, he slumbered to the pile and began peeling off logs, tossing them aside like toothpicks.

 Giving the skittish critter plenty of time to settle in, I slowly drew my bow and anchored for a quartering away shot.  Milliseconds later the 160-grain Snuffer broadhead sank out of sight and reappeared while exiting the front shoulder on the opposite side, sending the bear charging.

 About an hour later, it was nearly dark.  Figuring the bear had plenty of time to expire, I climbed down with flashlight in hand and soon picked up a good blood trail.  I remember thinking at the time how ludicrous it was trailing a bear in the dark.  These thoughts had no more than passed when a growl and popping jaw sent me hightailing for higher ground.

 Returning to camp, we collectively agreed to wait until morning before taking after the bear, giving it plenty of time to expire.  Craig hunted the following morning, but unfortunately it was another no-show.
 Garth arrived sometime around 10 a.m. with his tracking dog.  The blood trail petered out at the edge of a swamp, at which time he turned his hound loose.  No more than 10 minutes had passed when the dog began baying.  Garth turned toward me and said, “There’s your bear!”  Suddenly the barking stopped and then picked up again some distance away.  Oh, no, the bear is alive!

 We hustled into the swamp and soon located the dog some 80 or more yards away snapping at the bear’s heels.  From behind, Garth and Craig whispered, “Why don’t you just slip up there and finish him off?”

 “Ok, I’ll try,” I said reluctantly.  Really I was thinking, Why don’t one of you go finish him off if it sounds so easy.

 Closing the gap to about 35 yards, I was taunted from behind to shoot.  Not exactly in a calm state, I drew and released the string, sending the Dougherty Natural aluminum arrow skipping into oblivion.  The bear ran a short distance, maybe 30 yards before lying down, giving me only a rump view.

 Once again taking my two buddies’ ill advice from behind, I sent another mini-missile on the way.  With the shaft buried to the fletching the bear spun around in circles like a dog chasing its tail and then took up the charge.  Having made only two steps backward the dog suddenly appeared between us, luckily diverting the bear’s attention.

 To make an even longer story short, I was down to three arrows and there was no sign of the bear weakening.  While in the process of trailing the bear, he eventually offered a broadside shot.  Quickly I shot and my arrow passed clean through his chest.  Craig quickly and graciously volunteered to walk some two miles or more to get a slug gun—just in case.  Garth and I continued following the bear hoping he’d expire—soon.  He’d have to.

 Eventually the bear bedded down in a stand of tightly grouped saplings where we watched from a distance.  After a half-hour or so without any movement, I decided to slip in closer.  At 20 yards a narrow opening offered what appeared to be a clear path.  As bad luck would have it the Snuffer found the only tree between us.  Startled, the bear jumped up and ran from sight.

 Now I was down to one arrow.  Within minutes the dog located the bear again lying on a rise in the swamp.  Although he appeared to be dead, we approached with caution when closing the gap to maybe 25 yards the bear got up and slowly began circling down wind.  I quickly drew and held steady before letting the last arrow slip free.  Upon impact the bear let out a roar and turned to make a charge.  Once again the dog redirected the boar’s attention, giving us time to escape out of harm’s way.

 Scouring the area we found the badly bent and blood-soaked arrow.  Looking at Garth, I said “So now what?”

 “ We wait,” he replied.

 While in the process of trying to straighten the arrow, I was entertained by Garth chopping down a small sapling. “What the heck are you going to do with that,” I said.

 “Well, I’m making a spear just in case.”

  Please, Craig, hurry with that gun.

 After an hour the young guide turned the god loose again.  Having barely lost sight of him, the all-too-familiar baying sound pinpointed his location.  Following our ears, we found the bear bedded down behind a large brush pile growling and snapping its jaws at the circling dog.  First eyeballing a clear path for retreat, I made a mad dash for the brush pile with an arrow knocked.  Leaping aloft, I drew and sank the arrow behind the shoulder.  All hell broke loose upon impact, causing the bear to let out a furious roar, standing on its hind legs and swatting air!

 I’ve never been much for a long distance runner but I’m somewhat quick out of the gate.  Leaping out over the barking dog, I was running for all it was worth.  Hearing a yelp. I glanced over my shoulder only in time to see the dog sailing through the air and hear Garth yelling.  “Oh my dog!” With one swat the enraged bear sent the dog airborne before sprinting another 50 yards and going down.

 Shortly thereafter the dog reappeared and a close examination uncovered four claw marks on the rump, none of which were serious.  Nevertheless, I truly believe things could have taken a serous turn for the worst had the dog not been there.

 While field dressing the bear, I was somewhat curious to know where the first arrow had taken the bear, considering how long he lived.  Interestingly, the first arrow caught the top of the liver and one lung.  I’ve known of whitetails that have survived with one lung but never without both.  The second arrow penetrated the same lung and the third severed the heart.  One can only surmise this was one tough bear with a  will to live.

 If you’re wondering what happened to Craig, well he showed up after all the excitement and field dressing was complete, none of which he claims to have missed.  The Ontario Department of Ministry aged the bear from a tooth submitted and later sent a letter stating the bear was 7 years old, much older than the “average bear.”

 When we returned to Atikokan, I was approached by a man who claims to have harvested more than two-dozen bears (26 to be exact) over the years and consequently has plenty of exciting stories to convey.  His advice was to never, never take up the trail of a wounded bear.  Good advice, I’d say.

 Some years before he and a friend found themselves in a very similar situation that nearly turned tragic.  While moving in for a finishing shot, the bear attacked, taking down hi friend.  Before he could stop the bear, his hunting partner’s arm had been severely mauled.  Although surviving, he nearly bled to death before arriving at a nearby hospital!

 

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