![]() I hel d f or what seemed like an eternity but was probably only a few seconds, and he took the two steps I needed, right into the shooting lane. I had no shot, as a big prickly pear cactus was covering his vitals. I drew as he was coming at me, and he stopped short of my shooting lane. He was heading right for the trail, exactly where I visualized him to go and right for the shooting lane I had hoped for. Suddenly, I caught movement out of the thicker drainage in the bottom of the cut, and I could see the bear’s back. After every throw, I was ready - bow in hand, release on string, arrow nocked, carefully scanning the area. I then started to throw larger baseball – sized rocks and started to mimic a fawn distress call with my mouth. I started with marble – size rocks and saw and heard nothing. The blazing Arizona heat made waiting impossible, so I decided to get aggressive and started tossing rocks in the general area where I thought the bear was hunkered down. I instantly started visualizing my shot scenario. Suddenly, I saw a trail that disappeared into the thickest part of the cut and was 99 percent sure it was the bear’s only way in and out. I hunkered in for over an hour and a half, carefully combing the cut back and forth looking for any type of movement or sign of the bear. Though I was in position, all the rain had the cut growing thick with vibrant junipers and lush green vegetation, so I was unable to spot the bear. ![]() I love spending as much time as possible with my family doing all things outdoors.Īfter 45 minutes of slow and steady stalking, I was right in the chips, above where we last spotted the bear go into this deep cut and right where I wanted to be. Shortly after college, we moved to Paradise Valley, AZ, where I started Fully Loaded Deliveries, a design logistics company, and in 2012 my business partner, Troy, and I started Montana Dropped Ink, a hunting concierge business. My wife, Brooke, and I have been married for 20 years, and we have two amazing children, Stella and Hank. PULL QUOTE : “ From there, we followed the blood trail through this thick area and saw what looked to be a cave in the rock face in front of us.”ĪBOUT THE AUTHOR: I was born and raised in a small town in Minnesota, which is where my passion for the outdoors and hunting began.
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