OK, set up on some Jakes this morning in case there was a long beard with them. No such luck, headed to another area behind the house for a little cut and run time. Got half way down of the bench and see this large black blob, though great, there is one strutting. No such luck, SOW WITH A VERY SMALL CUB. To make one thing clear, I like to be the top of the food chain where I hunt. LOL Gets better, I hang tight and watch the show for awhile. The bears seem to be moving out, I hear a bird panick gobbleing right behind my field. I look again and the bear is moving my way. I can't go to the bird cause the bear is in between me and him. I'm trying to let the bear know I'm there before it gets close enough to think I'm a threat. Man I really need to get on that bird, he's gobbling hard. Finally the bear see's me, and decides to stare me down for 20 min. Finally the bear heads out with the cub in tow, I get to the birds area, and sure enough he has found the hen he lost. She yelps a few times while taking him out the mountain, and I cut a few times while heading to work. I WILL STATE AGAIN FOR THE RECORD, I HATE BEARS.


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