and not a good first either was up hunting bear on the east side last weekend and i had hiked about six miles back in the morning came back out for lunch and then on my way back in about a mile and a half in i come up behind a very nice boar. he had no idea i was there and i got about 35 yards from him and on his broad side. i drew on him and followed as he walked behind a log, it was like he posed for me to shoot it was perfect and only 35 yards from the trail. i shot him right in the vitals (both lungs near as i can figure since as he went down and started flopping he didnt make a sound) with a .300 winchester mag he went down hard got up and flopped down hard again. then he did some thing i just cant believe he got up and ran 140 or so yards down the hill and off a edge into the thickest gully ive ever been in ,) i tried for eight and a half hours to cut my way into him but i just couldnt get down there. i have no idea how he ran that far you shoulda seen the blood i hit him solid. he was a big bear and that could have something to do with it i guess. but this is the first animal ive ever lost and it just feels terrible, not only because i didnt take him home but i hate to waste a bear i have an incredible amount of respect for the animals i hunt and now a little more for the bears.one good thing is in looking for this bear i think i found me a honey hole for bears, but thats little consolation for how im feeling.