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Fernando,
I was thinking of you yesterday while I was out bear hunting. 

I woke at 1.30 AM out of excitement and left at 3:00 AM for the woods which we finally hit at about 8:00 AM. The dogs struck a cold trail at about 8:35 AM and after a few more false starts they got on a bear at about 9:45 AM and treed him.  He went into the top of a hollowed out tree so we never got a shot at him.

The next thrill came at about 1:00 PM when the dogs struck on a hot bear trail and the chase was on.  We wound up with 8 dogs down in this huge canyon on what we believe was three different bears.  We were sure two sets of dogs had separate bears treed so we sent one of the young tuff guys down into the bottom to sort it out at about 2:30 PM.  He found two dogs on the chase of a huge Cinnamon Black Bear, which he saw but had no shot at because it was out of range of the pistol he had.  He tried to stay up with those dogs and that bear since they are more dangerous to the dogs on the ground and he wanted to get him finished off.  He wound up loosing both the bear and the dogs when they crossed a river so at about 3:30 PM he had to start making his way out of the canyon.

This is where it gets crazy. He is so far into the canyon that he can’t go back the way he came so he had to make his way out a different way, that means he does not even get out of the canyon until 5:30 PM and it is starting to get dark.  We had communication with him on a short wave radio but we could not figure out where he was.  It starts poring rain and then snowing and then fog shows up on the mountain and we can hardly see where we are driving. By 7:45 PM we are starting to worry that he might be getting hypothermia and I’m really freaked out. We had been shooting and honking horns trying to get him turned our way and at about 8:PM he finally radios that he hears the horn and we get him in the truck with dry cloths and start pouring hot coffee down him. All is well, almost!

We lost the axel on one truck while we were coming out looking for out lost hunter and it had to be parked with a box full of dogs still needing picked up.  Our other partners went back to see if the dogs would come out of the canyon and they said they could still hear two sets of them on different sides of the canyon with bears treed.  They were doing that while we were looking for our guy so when we all met up we decided to head to town to gas up and come up with a game plan.

Three of us headed back home and two local guys went back up on the mountain to see if they could get the dogs out.  They intended on spending the night in the woods and going in after the ones in the canyon if they were still on the bears this morning.

I crawled into to bed at 1:00 AM after almost 24 hours of adrenalin rushing through my veins.  Bottom line, one lost hunter found, one broke truck, and 8 dogs still in the woods and 5 still in the broke down truck. The truck and dogs should all be out by the end of today and I’m going again as soon as I can. 
 
sounds very exciting!!
was this all in California???
and once you shoot a bear, will you be eating it, or is it for the skin?
 
Wow, I never imagined hunting was like that.  I always pictured hunters just walking around and shooting at things.  Very interesting story Tonar.
 
I have a lot of friends from around SoCal who hunt, but have no clue, and have never gotten much
Back in Louisiana where I hunted most of my early life, we would be scouting the woods for a few months before hunting season, we would note places where we found lots of sign, spore, stream crossings and layup areas, I would get between 5 and 8 tags depending on the year and normally filled them all out, I do not know what the game sitch is now but I had a freezer full of large and small game by the end of hunting season. But it is not a bunch of guys walking around shooting at stuff, it is work, hauling stuff around, finding lost dogs, doing truck side medical to dogs at time, getting up right after you went to sleep. And days of scouting around. It is actually hard work to be a successful hunter. And when I retire and move back south, I will do it again. My favorite hunt I ever did was my first Elk Hunt, We went to Colorado and were packed in by mule team, spent about 3 days till we found an active trail and set up next morning, I had a 375 H&H magnum and dropped a nice bull in one shot, I was stoked till I had to carry all that meat back to camp, about a mile away, took more than a few trips let me tell you. up and over a ridge. I also go 2 mulies that trip, was a nice trip. But I think I was lucky, I have made 3 other pack in trips and that was the best I ever did. One I never even found sign.
No hunting is not a bunch of good ole guys shooting around, it is trained eyes, trained shooting, disciplined patience, and being in the right place at the right time .
Anyone can walk around with a gun, know when and where the game is will dictate who is a hunter and who is a hiker with a expensive hiking stick.
 
WOW! Sounds crazy! And cool! :D

But hey: Tonar is the master finisher, tech AND hunter of the forum... Man, I give up, lets change the name of this forum to "Official Tonar's Forum" :laughing7:

How good is the taste of bear's meat??

If you can hunt that bear, get a pic to me, please :D
Good hunting! :)
 
Max said:
Tonar8353 said:
Fernando,
I was thinking of you yesterday while I was out bear hunting. 
I find this line funny.

Also, He doesn't always drink beer....

No kidding.  The guy IS the most interesting man in the world.  I feel like an underachiever.
 
Here you go Nando, I got one for you this morning at about 10:30 AM. 
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I had my dogs out for a run 2 weeks ago and they jumped a few deer
I do not hunt with them out here in CA, but I still train them, always fun
one is a Boxer, the other is a Boxer/Rhodesian Ridgeback mix, the Boxer seems to jump them but the other is the run till the horn goes off spirited one. She is awesome, my next dog will be a full blooded Rhodesian Ridgeback. those things are like babies around people, but fear nothing, great watch dogs and I can see they would be great hunters
 
I don't have any problem with hunting/killing at all, but somehow I feel sorry for the bear. What must it be like to be the ultimate kick-ass animal, and fall prey to some lightweight meat sack with a bang stick? <grin>

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You're lucky we don't have opposable thumbs!
 
nexrex said:
Yeah, me too. Can you eat bear meat? Kind of a waste if its not.

It's definitely edible, although I don't know how good it is, never having had it. I do know it's one of the few meats you can actually get Trichinosis (tapeworms) from, and even from them it's rare. That's the parasite that's been making people overcook the hell out of pork since forever, even though it only affects about 40 people/year, and it's never from pork. The USDA recommends you cook pork to an internal temperature of 160 degrees F, which basically ruins it (and is a much higher temperature than you need to kill Trichinosis, which is dead at 137 degrees), and most people cook it much higher. If they'd lighten up, they'd find out what a good hunk of meat a piece of pork can be. I never cook a pork roast higher than 135 degrees, which after settling will hit about 145 degrees, and the stuff is perfect.
 
Oh yeah!! That is great, Greg! Specially he showing some humor sense showing us his tong :laughing7:
Did you guys could found others? I believe pretty much when you can hit one of them, the others run away with the gun shot...

Cagey said:
You're lucky we don't have opposable thumbs![/center]

That is exactly what i thought when I first saw their pawn... They would be probably conquering the world with violence :laughing7:
 
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