What happened
Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 9:17 pm
I had a crazy situation happen to me and can't figure out where it all went wrong. Maybe someone else can help me out. The day before the situation at hand happened I turned on a track the dogs stuck from the lead. It wasn't a track that I was particularly interested in killing the owner of but, since I had one guy who'd never seen a bear in the wide and one who'd never killed one I figured it would be a good "first" bear for either of them. The bear treed and bailed and then bayed. The bear got away from us and ran about 3-4 miles and treed again. A very nice young man (7 years old) killed it before we could get there. It weighed 170ish I'd say. I was very happy for him. Ok, now the next day I was dropped off alone about 3 miles from where I was to meet some other guys. They were going to hunt towards me and meet in the middle so to speak. About a mile down the trail I found what I thought to be a fairly nice track and the dogs were ready to show me the one that layed it. I turned loose and down the mountain they went screaming. It was a very nice race and I was standing in the saddle of a ridge listening when a cub came running side hill to me. Dang, it was a sow bear and cub. I hurried towards the dogs. On my way I heard two faint shots in the direction of my friends. I turned the radio on and chatter was coming fast and excitedly. The oldest man in the group had had a bear come walking past but, he missed. They asked me to come as fast as I could with my dogs cause theirs were on another track and this was a "goodern". That means close or over 300#er. I found my dogs treed on the sow bear and didn't so much as take a picture. I leashed them and took off in a run. We were only about a mile apart at this point. When I got there most of their dogs had been caught up and they were trying to get them on the track. Some were milling around where the old man had ate his lunch of sardins but, several were treeing on different trees that had been lapped on. I got to them and my dogs were screaming. I turned out my two best and they went straight up the mountain taking his back track. They went alittle bit and turned around and came roaring back down the mountain but, as soon as they hit the road it was as if they hit a wall. They wouldn't move off the trail. I figured it was all the other dogs so I asked them to move theirs around the corner and let me try to get mine lined out. They did and I took my dogs down the mountain where the bear had clearly went. They wouldn't sound off a lick. I took them in a HUGE semi circle but still nothing. I even found where the bear had crossed a creek and the leaves were still wet but, again they acted as if they didn't know what a bear was. Finally I sat down and every dog I own came up and layed beside me. I know that they weren't that tired. I went to the truck dejected and put them up. Everyone had left by this point except for the old man. He told me he was sorry for missing and he didn't know how many hunts he had left and wished he could have ended it on that "big ole boy." I felt kinda sorry for him so I waited about an hour and took them back. The old man following me. Again I turned them loose and again they went screaming up the mountain on the back track but, again turned it around and came back and hit the logging road "brick wall". I we found one bullet had hit a tree and I don't know where the other landed but, I don't believe it touched hide on the bear cause I never saw one speck of blood and I covered ALOT of ground. It was like that bear took flight and left no scent once he went over the edge of that logging road. My dogs have seen many bear. They aren't the greatest but, they aren't the type of dogs to come back and lay beside me cause they are tired either. It was like they were scared to run it. I've never seen them do or act like that. Anyone have a clue what it could have happened?