So this story starts rather casual.
I had decided not to shoot any more bears unless they where in a 1km radius of my house.
So my wife calls me one day and says there is a cow bear 3 km from the house.
Local neighbour has seen it for years and says he's Willy you will never get a shot at him my buddy has been trying four years.
With quitting my job going Ltd last thing I cared about was a bear.i have a elk A moose and a caribou plus a mixed bag of deer.
So driving to work one am I see the cow bear on private land I say to myself that is a bigggg bear.
I can't hunt that parcel but can the surroundings.
Wednesday night rolls around and I am 30 yards from this hog in thick brush carrying my 458 I can't I'd it as him for sure so he gets a free pass.
Friday I pickup up my new tundra proud boy paid cash I get home sitting on my deck I turn on the bbq and crack a beer.home 6mins
I look over and 600yds from the porch is the cow bear eating alfalfa.
I grab my 338 and the stock is on.
As I close the gap I say to myself that's a very big boy.
At 220 yards I lay down in the mud mosquitoes in my ear all I can see is his butt.
As I lay with a bead on him I say eat that chunk of clover that will make you turn broadside.
Well he goes for the clover but turns his butt to me as I lay there prone waiting he turns broadside.
Crosshairs are on heart breath and squeeze.
He drops as if dead on impact.
I sigh relief but don't trust a giant.
He stands back up.
Bang he drops again.
I stand up recharged and start closing in.
The bear cow stands up again wam I let fly he is now done.
I leave the now empty gun there and approach with the 45-70 he's done I just killed the legend of the valley.
His skull after 3 hours of boiling is over 21 and at the butcher all dressed up came in at 240lbs.
As per normal yota can post pic please bluer my face.
Moved him around with tractor got to love it.