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www.northmainewoods.org 21 squirming. When you move too much you scare the chip- munk. If hes quiet then you are sitting still enough for the bear to come in. I tried harder. I sat still and he stopped barking and finally started eating berries. I continued starring at that blue barrel. I suddenly felt a nudge from my Dad. Dad point- ed to the left into the dark woods. It was a bear He was beautiful black and big He walked slowly to the barrel. I pointed my gun towards thebearandquietlytookthesafetyoff.Thebear wasperfectlysideways.Itookaimandpulledthe trigger. I missed The bear stood still a moment as I tried to put another shell into the chamber then as quickly as he appeared he ran away even faster. I started to cry. After all of that hard work I had missed. Dad hugged me and put his finger over my mouth asking me to be quiet. He said Its early yet be patient. We have time left today and a few more days left to hunt so dont worry. I sat quietly with an oc- casional tear rolling down my cheek. Whatd he know I missed and the bear ran away. I was disappointed. Everyone at camp would be disappoint- ed. I placed my head on his shoulder and waited quietly patiently until I stopped crying and the chipmunks stopped barking. We spent every weekend practicing. The gun was loud heavy and big. Dad taught me how to load unload. He showed me how to turn on and off the safety. He showed me how to shoot. He talked a lot about safety. The sun was setting. I knew we would be leaving soon once it fell below the tree-line. My eyes were closed re- flecting how I had looked over my barrel not through the scope like dad taught me. I knew better. I felt a nudge. I opened my eyes and saw black legs. They moved The bear was back I watched him as he moved slowly around the bank. He slowly walked to the barrel his nose high in the air. I could hear him sniffing Jeffs secret ingredient. I quietly took the safety off. I could hear my dad say look through the scope watch the bullet hit. I took careful aim and slowly squeezed the trigger and after a loud bang the bear jumped ran off and the woods were quiet once again. I looked at Dad and heard a moan. It was loud really loud. He smiled. He said Thats the death moan. You got yourself a bear Logan I started to cry again this time it was different. Happy excited sada flood of emotions that I cant ex- plain. I almost jumped out of the tree stand to go find my bear. We slowly walked to the barrel and Dad showed me a spot of blood. He pointed to the direction where the bear went. We slowly tracked the blood trail a few feet finding more and more. Dad pointed and I saw my bear He didnt go very far maybe 30 feet. He was big dark and beautiful. I finally had my bear that I waited all year for. 111 Garfield Road Ashland ME 04732 207-435-6890 Like us on Facebook Gateway VarietyRods Reels Fishing Supplies Vintage Mooselook Lures Convenience Store Hunting Supplies OVER 1000 DIFFERENT LURES OutfitterS G U I D E S E RV I C E The Hound Hunting Specialist OrnevilleTwp Maine 207.329.5483 bearridgeguideservice.com Your land trust for Maines North Woods Conserving Maines forestlands for people wildlife and productive forests www.fsmaine.org Offices in Bangor Greenville Your land trust for Maines North Woods Conserving Maines forestlands for people wildlife and productive forests www.fsmaine.org Offices in Bangor Greenville Your land trust for Maines North Woods Conserving Maines forestlands for people wildlife and productive forests www.fsmaine.org Offices in Bangor Greenville Your land trust for Maines North Woods Conserving Maines forestlands for people wildlife and productive forests www.fsmaine.org Offices in Bangor Greenville