The Great Bear Hunt
There comes a time, every now and again, when I have to get away. Sometimes it is to the shop to work on a project, but most of the time it is to the woods, to one of my favorite spots. Just me, some food, and my gun. I enjoy these times because it gives me a chance to enjoy God's creation, and do nothing but sit and watch. Today was one of those days. Last week I only got about 6 hours of sleep and had a difficult test on friday which pretty much cooked me. When I found out last night that I had passed my state boards, I decided to go celebrate by looking for a bear. I was rained off my job, so I went to a good bear canyon and began doing what I do best, nothing at all. It was raining cats and dogs (I even fell in a poodle), but I was having fun anyway. I tracked a nice boar until the rain washed his tracks out, and thus headed back through the soggy brush for my pickup. I sat on a hillside in the rain until dark, and tried in vain to spot something other than deer. Once again I realized how lucky I am to be able to do such things, and how greatful I should be to God for his goodness. Even though I didn't even see a bear, it was a good time out in the woods to refresh and rejoice in the goodness of God.
There comes a time, every now and again, when I have to get away. Sometimes it is to the shop to work on a project, but most of the time it is to the woods, to one of my favorite spots. Just me, some food, and my gun. I enjoy these times because it gives me a chance to enjoy God's creation, and do nothing but sit and watch. Today was one of those days. Last week I only got about 6 hours of sleep and had a difficult test on friday which pretty much cooked me. When I found out last night that I had passed my state boards, I decided to go celebrate by looking for a bear. I was rained off my job, so I went to a good bear canyon and began doing what I do best, nothing at all. It was raining cats and dogs (I even fell in a poodle), but I was having fun anyway. I tracked a nice boar until the rain washed his tracks out, and thus headed back through the soggy brush for my pickup. I sat on a hillside in the rain until dark, and tried in vain to spot something other than deer. Once again I realized how lucky I am to be able to do such things, and how greatful I should be to God for his goodness. Even though I didn't even see a bear, it was a good time out in the woods to refresh and rejoice in the goodness of God.
posted by Amos at 8:54 PM
5 Comments:
Hi Amos!! I just finished "yelling" at you on Chris' blog. ;)
WELCOME!
I agree, you are very priviledged to be able to do such things as bear hunting (although, it sounds a mite scary to me).
Congratulations on your state boards!!!!! Wow!
BTW, Josiah want to comment, so can you change your setting to "allow anonymous comments?"
Chris
I got two bear so far in my long, short life. One went 19 and 10/16 (takes 20 to get all time record books) about 6' 8" long. It's dark brown and hangs as a beautiful rug on my wall. I shot a smaller one last year, a buddy and I got a double. It's all black bear around here, though they come in a variety of colors from blonde to black.
Hey Amos, remember me? Have you ever hunted cougers? You could come up here and get the one in my neighbors backyard. Accutally it's a whole family of cougers. I wouldn't want you to kill them though, just get them away from the little kids that live nearby.
Of course I remember you Kimi (for all good reasons too). I am a cougar hunter, but I'd prefer the obvious solution to the problem. Cats dont like to be caught.
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