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Duane called me Sunday morning. He said they killed a bear in camp on Friday night.

On Thursday night, Duane was woken at 2 am by a crashing noise. A bear had taken the back door of the dining hall off its hinges and was in the storage area helping himself to goodies inside. Duane said he entered the front door and grabbed the shotgun on the rack. Unfortunately, the shells were, yes, in the storage room.

He bluffed the bear back out the door and went for the shells. The bear decided to leave so no shots were fired.

Friday night is Eddies night - everyone at camp heads to town for dinner. Not long after they ordered their food, Jim's cell phone rang. Rob, their neighbor, had gone down to camp to check his cabins when he saw a bear at the back door of the dining hall, door on the ground. Jim, Duane, John and Mona headed back to camp. Rob also called another neighbor, Allen, who is a federal park ranger. With both Allen and Rob armed, they put one bullet in the bear, only wounding it. It ran to the west behind the dining all into a low, bushy area. When Jim and company arrived, they spread out, with firearms and surrounded the bear. Finally it made a break for it and was shot, killed.

Duane said it took them till 2 am to skin the bear. It was over 800 pounds. They took the head, skin and feet to Fish & Game and filled out a report. He found out that their bear was the 8th nuisance bear killed this summer in the area.

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Born on a mountain top in Missouri

Greenest state in the Land of the Free

Raised in the woods so's he knew every tree

Kilt him a b'ar when he was only three.

Ducky, Ducky Doty, King of the wild frontier!

(As if his head wasn't already big enough... :lol: )

Glad all are OK - Well, except for the bear...

I guess the bear was DOWN wind of Duane when he sprayed him with pepper spray this time... :lol::lol::lol::lol:

TIGHT LINES, YA'LL

 

"There he stands, draped in more equipment than a telephone lineman, trying to outwit an organism with a brain no bigger than a breadcrumb, and getting licked in the process." - Paul O’Neil

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