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The Bear Scare: A Hunting Story Part 1

Joe Riekers

Sometimes things can go wrong on what should be the simplest hunting trip. That’s what makes a good hunting story.

I opened my eyes and saw the clear Maine sky and felt the cold ground beneath me. My face burned. At the same time I heard a rustling in the leaves about 20 yards in front of me. I got up and ran as fast as I could.

My guide dropped me off at the treestand less than an hour ago. But even with a fresh memory, all of the logging roads looked the same. How could I be lost? “This must be the one,” I thought.

I had only arrived in mid-coastal Maine three hours ago. I was already hurt, lost and nervous.

Joe Riekers
Joe Riekers

 

Finally I came to a paved road. I had no idea which way to go but some internal instinct pulled me to the right. My knee-high rubber boots were starting to wear blisters on my feet and I had leg cramps and tongue-tying thirst. Finally I came upon a house with the lights on.

I yelled out “Hello!”

A young man and his wife came to the opened front door of their house.

“I was bear hunting and got lost, can you help me get back to camp?” I asked.

Hesitant, the fellow replied, “Maybe.”

“Do you know Mr. Robinson?” I asked.

Thankfully, he said, “Yes, get in my truck and I’ll take you there.”

Less than five minutes later we pulled into the Robinson’s driveway, that I had only seen once before just a few hours ago.

Bill came out of his house and at first had a curious look on his face. His expression turned to concern and then to disbelief.

“What happened to you?” he asked.

“I got a bear!” I replied. Bill said, “Okay but what happened to you?”

I turned to get a look at myself in the reflection of the tinted truck windows. No wonder Bill looked like he saw a ghost! My face was bleeding, I had dirt and leaves in my hair and my shirt was ripped open.

I profusely thanked the gentleman for the ride and apologized for any inconvenience. He waived and wished me well. Bill and I hopped in his truck and headed toward the treestand I had just walked back from. Bill told me it was nearly two miles away. On the ride back I told Bill what has happened in the woods.

Stay tuned for Part 2 to see what happened.

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The Bear Scare: A Hunting Story Part 1