Images from the Wildgame Innovations game camera out at Eric's blind in the bear swamp, 11 miles north, almost to the big lake and to the West. The images are in a carousel such that clicking on an image will move to the next. This is a big sow in the 350lb range with her two year old cub being the smaller of the two. Not the gal you want to piss off or meet up with unexpectedly without a weapon. I was going to put Eric's blind up tomorrow after I take Benny for a haircut, but I think I will wait for my brother to bag this gal when he starts bear hunting in the swamp on next Tuesday (as I don't want the blind shredded like this same bear did to my brothers blind last year). I will just keep feeding until four or five days before bow season for Whitetail, as this fat fucker will devour a pail of corn in one sitting. Like they are known for, she sat on her fat ass and layed on her belly and shoved the whole of the corn and carrots in. Then she gets up and walks up to the game camera (you can see the top of her head only) and proceeds to take that huge paw and swipe it right off the pine tree. The last shot was a picture of the sky and trees :-) Also a nicely built spikehorn that would be nice in the freezer. One four point and one six point here and the spike out there, Eric should have a good year.
“Some days you go bear hunting and you get eaten. Some days you come home with a nice rug to roll around on, and bear steaks. What they don't tell you as a kid is that sometimes you get the rug and steaks, but you also get some nice scars to go with them. As a child you don't understand that you can win, but that's it's not always worth the price. Once you understand and accept that possibility you become a real grown up, and the world becomes a much more serious place. Not less fun, but once you realize what can go wrong, it's a lot scarier to go hunting "bears".”
― Laurell K. Hamilton