GreeneGriz
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We left a week ago Sunday morning heading to New Brunswick to hunt with an outfitter there for bear. We had no issues driving up and other than a slight misunderstanding with the American border agents (who were complete A-holes and used very "unprofessional" language) everything went well. The Canadian border agents were extremely friendly and helpful and we were very impressed with how they handled their job.
We dodged several moose crossing the roads as we crossed into Canada and made our way 40 or so miles to bear camp. We did stop by a gun store and a lone food/gas store and grabbed a few last minute things.
Camp was a small cabin with the basics. Bunk beds, a single bath, and limited cell service. Nothing fancy, but comfortable. Our guides wife provided 2 cooked meals a day. Breakfast was continental style.
The bear bait sites were well maintained and not trashy and cluttered looking. They weren't overbaited, but kept full enough and freshened daily.
The first evening, all 3 hunters in camp seen multiple bear and had shot opportunities. My friend had a hairy situation with a cub actually climbing the tree he was in right at dark and perching itself 6' above his head. It's distress cries alerted its huge mama, and she was very upset and climbed the tree stand being very aggressive towards my friend. Armed only with a bow, and not wanting to shoot her, he fended her off until the guide come in and ran her off and helped my friend out of the stand. My friend decided to use a rifle after that experience for the remainder of his hunt.
The 2nd night I had a very long legged well furred bear ease in cautiously to the bait and decided it was the one for me and took the shot. The 450 bushmaster found its mark and it ran maybe 30 yards and piled up and let out the tell-tale death moan. My bear was down at 8:45pm Atlantic time on day 2. It weighed 170# I was using a thermcell and was wearing the Sitka equinox guard hoodie and gloves that is infused with bug repellent. The mosquitoes were a non-issue.
The same evening my friend took a bigger bear weighing 197#. The 3rd hunter took a smaller bear weighing around 135#, but had amazing fur.
We could have taken a 2nd bear if we bought a 2nd tag, and extra guide fees, but elected to just relax, see some sights, and rest before heading back home. The guide and his family skinned and quartered our bear and prepped them for the trip back to Tennessee. We spent day 3 resting and seeing some local spots and then headed back Thursday, only stopping to grab some fresh lobster and seafood on the cost of Maine to bring back home.
We've already told the outfitter to save us a week and a couple spots extra to bring a couple more friends.
We dodged several moose crossing the roads as we crossed into Canada and made our way 40 or so miles to bear camp. We did stop by a gun store and a lone food/gas store and grabbed a few last minute things.
Camp was a small cabin with the basics. Bunk beds, a single bath, and limited cell service. Nothing fancy, but comfortable. Our guides wife provided 2 cooked meals a day. Breakfast was continental style.
The bear bait sites were well maintained and not trashy and cluttered looking. They weren't overbaited, but kept full enough and freshened daily.
The first evening, all 3 hunters in camp seen multiple bear and had shot opportunities. My friend had a hairy situation with a cub actually climbing the tree he was in right at dark and perching itself 6' above his head. It's distress cries alerted its huge mama, and she was very upset and climbed the tree stand being very aggressive towards my friend. Armed only with a bow, and not wanting to shoot her, he fended her off until the guide come in and ran her off and helped my friend out of the stand. My friend decided to use a rifle after that experience for the remainder of his hunt.
The 2nd night I had a very long legged well furred bear ease in cautiously to the bait and decided it was the one for me and took the shot. The 450 bushmaster found its mark and it ran maybe 30 yards and piled up and let out the tell-tale death moan. My bear was down at 8:45pm Atlantic time on day 2. It weighed 170# I was using a thermcell and was wearing the Sitka equinox guard hoodie and gloves that is infused with bug repellent. The mosquitoes were a non-issue.
The same evening my friend took a bigger bear weighing 197#. The 3rd hunter took a smaller bear weighing around 135#, but had amazing fur.
We could have taken a 2nd bear if we bought a 2nd tag, and extra guide fees, but elected to just relax, see some sights, and rest before heading back home. The guide and his family skinned and quartered our bear and prepped them for the trip back to Tennessee. We spent day 3 resting and seeing some local spots and then headed back Thursday, only stopping to grab some fresh lobster and seafood on the cost of Maine to bring back home.
We've already told the outfitter to save us a week and a couple spots extra to bring a couple more friends.
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