This week my good friend Ron Wood and I were able to bag a respectable
Black Bear in the Mogollion Rim country of Arizona. We were at about 7,800 feet
and almost 4 miles from the closest dirt road.
Previous scouting trips told us there were bears doing business in groves of
oak trees near a remote water tank. We staked out the water hole and the
250 pound boar showed up right on schedule.
He was dispatched with a clean shot to the front shoulder and heart with a
150 grain Winchester 270 at about 58 yards.
Elation soon turned to absolute hard work as we prepared the bear for
taxidermy, the dinner table, and the loooooong backpack hike out. I havn't
been this tired since my last packing out of an elk.
For those of you in bear populous states like Alaska, Montana or Idaho, this
may seem like a small bear. Bear in mind that Arizona only has Black Bears,
and in Arizona a 350 pound bear is a giant sized bear.
Here are a trio of photos of our bear. Many thanks go out to my
compadre, amourer, tracker, guide and good friend Ron Wood.