Recently made it back home for the hunting season for the first time in 5 years since I joined the navy. I got permission from my neighbor to hunt on his property. Me and a friend were walking around the logging roads that me and my dad built years ago when we were logging the property (I don't like to hunt from a stand, I like to walk around and stalk/track my game) and were scanning for deer. Shortly after turning to go just below a ridge under the stone quarry my friend pointed out a black bear dead ahead of us. I had a bear tag this year and really wanted to fill it with my first bear. It was like magic, he walked within 50yds of us, had no idea we were there, and stepped out from the trees into the logging road broadside for me! I put one straight through his lungs with my 308. He ran for about 20yds before I put another round in him in almost the same spot while he was on the run. He went another 10yds or so and than laid down and die. Turns out he was a 328lb black bear, pretty good size for upstate New York! I've never taken a bear before so I'm really excited, I'm glad my family are all hunters because they knew exactly what to do with the animal and who to call to get it taken care of. Of course I gutted it myself but a friend helped skin it and we are getting it cut up as I write this. I plan to get the hide made into a rug. Again I'm totally stoked about this!
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