A word about bear hunting. I usually go fly fishing in Alaska in the fall. My last trip was during the opening of bear season. We spend all day wading the rivers with the bears. Peace, tranquility and big fish. The bears are everywhere. They are fat and lazy, pretty much ready for hibernation when the snows come.
The day before bear season opens we see a few small tents on the banks of the Nonvianuk river. They are hunters getting ready for opening day. Hunting Alaska's big bears like this is an obscenity. It's no more sporting than shooting cows in a pasture. All you have to do is walk 50 yards to the river. Look left...bears. Look right...bears. I took this picture of my buddy Tad fishing. How sporting would it be to shoot these bears?
