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Right Time, Wrong Bear

The early morning snow did not provide much in the way of tracking material, but we made an effort anyway, wandering around the perimeter of the large marsh just south of our camp. A decent bear had presented my hunter with a shot opportunity on the second day of the hunt, howbeit a five-second opportunity, but my hunter thought the bear was too far away. I didn’t think the bear was any further than 275 yards, but it was irrelevant after the grizzly swirled into the bush and disappeared. Now it was day five and we had just spent half the day wading a knee-deep marsh to make our way back to camp.