You can say that again. The image of that bear at the top of the slide about 20 minutes before dark and watching him drift off into the timber is one thats stuck in my mind for a long time. In a way I'm glad I didnt know the season would be ending, as I likely would have been more inclined to shoot that bear, knowing it may be my last chance. That being said, knowing that it wasnt quite 'the bear' I was hoping for, it felt good to watch him walk away that evening after having him within range. As this spring greens up and I'm out chasing black bears, I know I'll start wishing I was glassing slides for a big grizz. I guess I can just count myself lucky that in the 6 years I got here I got to experience a couple grizz hunts. One of the coolest experiences BC has to offer....