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She came with her husband. It was her first bear hunt. Two and a half hours on stand, first evening, and she took her bear with a bow. That’s all it took. The bear came in the way they usually…
Somewhere in the boreal forest near Sandbar Lake, in a Wildlife Management Unit that stretches across thousands of hectares of spruce, jack pine, and poplar, a black bear grew to 650 pounds. That doesn’t happen by accident. It takes years…
It starts as a low grunt — almost more vibration than sound. Then the branches start breaking. You can hear the hooves hitting soft ground. And then, through the spruce and birch at the edge of a cutover, a bull…
There’s a moment every bear hunter knows. You’ve been sitting for an hour. The mosquitoes have settled. The birds have gone quiet. The light is starting to change — that amber glow that only happens in late August when the…