Black Bear Hunting Photos & Stories

Every hunter likes to share stories about their experiences afield and many hunters like to hear these stories. The Photos & Stories section of (BGH) allows hunters to share their hunting adventures in the form of stories and photos. Please feel free to browse, read, and contribute to this section of BGH.
Learning Patience
Mike Skelly

This story is for anyone who closed the season empty handed. You are not alone, but it is said that good things come to those who wait.

Learning to Hunt Bear
Mike Skelly

Anticipation alone was nearly worth the price of the hunt. It was my first guided hunt, my first try at game larger than white tail deer, and the first time I had traveled more than a few hours from home in the hope of bringing home a trophy. I was a relatively new hunter, having taken to the woods for the first time only ten years before. The past five years had been a pleasant experience of filling four out of five possible tags, so I felt I was ready to step up to bear hunting.

What Makes a Successful Hunt?
Ed T.

What makes a hunt a successful one? Do you have to harvest to make it a memorable one? Do you have to travel far from home to make any hunt a special one? Or does seeing someone within your party experience something special mean enough to call a hunt a resounding success!!? Well, I will have to say that I want to be successful (harvest an animal) as much as the next fella, but I've come to realize that success in hunting is not only judged by adding another head on the wall.

Cadillac Black Bear Hunt

I met Tom in the early 90’s when I lived in Maryland.  He was a transplant from the state of West Virginia and a bow hunter.  My bow hunting experience up until that point was just flinging arrows with my Bear recurve bow and not knowing what I was doing.  I never hunted with the bow, just a little target shooting.

Bear Mountain and a Menu of Weather

We left Topeka, Kansas at 3am and arrived in Cokeville, Wyoming around 5:18 pm.  There we met Neil a gregarious game warden full of experience and a willingness to share them. 

We were following Neil on the dirt road through the forest to the bait sites. The sun was low and it was affecting visibility so between the sun and Neil's break-neck pace it was hard to see him. We were moving right along when suddenly it felt as if the bottom dropped out from us and we stopped.

I got out and my friend Chris's truck was deep in a mud hole - high-centered.

To Hunt a Predator
I had completed my first year of college without killing myself and had grown up quite a bit. My sophomore year up at CSU was about to begin. I knew that I had to stay focused on my studies if I wanted to make it out of CSU with a degree in wildlife biology in only 4 years. I couldn't (and still can't) afford to extend my stay any past that. But there was one big hurdle in my way (two I guess if you include all the ladies that reside in Fort Collins); I had drawn a tag for the September bear season in Colorado.
Bear Baiting Self Taught 101

After seven years of applying for a black bear tag in the state of Wisconsin I finally was chosen for a kill tag.  I have no idea what I'm getting into other than I am going to attempt to get myself a black bear.  I found a friend that had a two foot chunk of a tree stump that was hollowed out all the way thru the center. I proceeded to find a spot on this Private 40 acre parcel of swamp land that I earlier received permission to hunt.

Saskatchewan Black Bear Bowhunt
Andy J. Dubourt
Back in 1996, my Uncle Ron Schira, noticed that I was very interested in hunting. I was 14 soon to be 15 years old. I had hunted with rifles and shotguns since I was 12 with my dad. But never with a bow. I found it amazing that most of the trophies hanging in my uncles houses were taken at under 25 yards with a bow. I convinced my mother to buy me a bow with some money my grandmother had given us for Christmas.
Arizona Bear and Elk Hunt
Keith E. Idso
I harvested my first ever elk two weeks ago in Arizona just south of the Grand Canyon. I was in a camp of four hunters who planned to drive around the dirt roads in the mornings and evenings hoping to spot elk moving into or away from bedding areas and watering holes.
My First 25th Hour Black Bear
Granville E. Moad Jr. "Mac"
I left my house already tired but excited at 4:00 am Saturday the 20th of September, headed for my buddy Brad's house in Booneville, Arkansas. I couldn't sleep the night before so I spent most of the night watching Buckmaster deer hunting videos. The 4-wheeler, the climbing stand, the bow, and backpack was loaded in the truck and as my drive ahead was about 1 1/2 hours, I kept thinking "today feels good."