stickhunter
CGN frequent flyer
- Location
- Victoria, B.C.
I went out on Sunday for my first blackbear hunt and brought along a friend who'd never hunted before. Unfortunately, work's been taking up my time, so yesterday was the first and only time we'd be out this spring (season ended June 15). We arrived in the area (South Vancouver Island) about 8am and started up some logging roads. We saw lots of scat, but only one pile that was fresh. After a couple of hours of driving and scouting, we parked the truck and walked down a spur road. We'd been observing a cut block for about 10 minutes when a bear appeared about 30 yds below us. It had been tucked in a gully and we only saw it when it climbed up over a ridge and dropped into another gully --- lesson learned, it pays to observe an area even if it appears to be clear.
The bear was moving down the slope away from us, so I moved further along the road to try and get a view from the side, and we kept an eye out for any cubs or other bears -- nothing. The bear had now moved further down the slope and paused on the edge of another ridge when I decided to take a quartering away shot. To my relief, the bear dropped on the spot and was immediately dead. The bullet entered from above and behind the left shoulder blade and exited from the lower right chest. The shoulder was untouched and only a small portion of the neck meat was lost to damage.
The bear was a sow. I'm not sure of weight, but the two of us were able to move her 5 yds onto a log where we did the field dressing and packed the quarters up the slope. All told, we ended up with 45 lbs of boneless stewing meat plus the ribs and backstraps. Not having grown up in hunting families, my friend and I would have been very happy with just having seen the bear signs and spending the day in the woods, so the bear was icing on the cake. Being my friend's first time hunting, and my first time actually pulling the trigger on big game, made the day even more special for us.



This is me and my friend's mother-in-law doing some butchering. His family was thrilled with the bear meat and have already cooked up the ribs in a Chinese ginger sauce, which they all enjoyed --- I can't say enough how satisfying it is to provide quality, fresh food for my friends and family.

The bear was moving down the slope away from us, so I moved further along the road to try and get a view from the side, and we kept an eye out for any cubs or other bears -- nothing. The bear had now moved further down the slope and paused on the edge of another ridge when I decided to take a quartering away shot. To my relief, the bear dropped on the spot and was immediately dead. The bullet entered from above and behind the left shoulder blade and exited from the lower right chest. The shoulder was untouched and only a small portion of the neck meat was lost to damage.
The bear was a sow. I'm not sure of weight, but the two of us were able to move her 5 yds onto a log where we did the field dressing and packed the quarters up the slope. All told, we ended up with 45 lbs of boneless stewing meat plus the ribs and backstraps. Not having grown up in hunting families, my friend and I would have been very happy with just having seen the bear signs and spending the day in the woods, so the bear was icing on the cake. Being my friend's first time hunting, and my first time actually pulling the trigger on big game, made the day even more special for us.



This is me and my friend's mother-in-law doing some butchering. His family was thrilled with the bear meat and have already cooked up the ribs in a Chinese ginger sauce, which they all enjoyed --- I can't say enough how satisfying it is to provide quality, fresh food for my friends and family.



















































