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3 Scary Bear Attacks on Elk Hunters

View pictures and Support us at Patreon https://www.patreon.com/user?u=73787379 Check out our Merch Store https://scarybearattacks.myshopify.com/ Video #1 Excerpt- In the fall of 1972, a taxidermist from New York by the name of Nelson Stimaker hired a guide by the name of Ray Caposella to lead him on a moose and goat hunt. The hunt was successful and one day when they flew over the moose kill the hunters noticed a large brown bear claiming the gut pile. A brown bear will claim a carcass by defecating and urinating on or near the carcass as well as covering it with soil, stick and other debris and laying on or near it to guard it. The bear was a very large male bear and the taxidermist knew it would make an incredible mount. The men assembled a plan and set it in motion. They hiked to within about 75 yards of where they knew the gutpile and the bear would be and set up a spot to observe the bear. The bush was so thick from the summer's growth that only the bear's back and head could be seen easily as it dozed waiting for its food coma to end. Every once in a while the men would see the bear swap ends or roll over but it never did reveal its shoulders well enough to get a good shot in. Toward the second half of the day, the clouds began rolling in and threatened to worsen. The guide decided this was the point where he would try to make something happen. Ray told Nelson that he would go upwind of the bear to try to get the bruin to smell his scent and maybe that will draw him to his feet, offering a good shot. A head shot was out of the question as it would ruin any chance at the record books of the bear would qualify, so Ray sneaked his way upwind and began making noise. Ray began barking and screaming, doing his best to rouse the drowsy bear, but the animal didn’t budge. Ray returned to his client and commented that the bear was either deaf or had sneaked out. Video #2 Excerpt- In September of 1995 the Schaffer family were on their last day of muzzleloader hunting for elk on Horseshoe Mountain in Montana. None of the hunters have successfully harvested anything yet, but the group is optimistic today is their day. Horseshoe Mountain is a 10,000 foot peak that lies just north of Yellowstone National Park and is surrounded by remote and rugged wilderness. As the hunters climb to the peak of the mountain they can see the distant clouds of a storm blowing in. They spread out a bit to push through the timber and agree to meet back at camp at the bottom of the mountain for dinner. Bram is at the far end of the line of hunters and is an energetic high school football star who just graduated from high school the prior spring. He heads over a nearby ridge and separates himself from the group trying to go into a different area than they had previously covered. Bram is cocky and strong in his youth and quickly gets into some promising elk habitat. He starts to see some older elk sign but nothing promising. As he looks around for more recent tracks he notices that the birds are not singing and usual forest sounds are all quiet. He begins to feel a sense of impending disaster and he suddenly sees a huge grizzly bear speeding toward him, growling, drooling and popping her jaws as she surges toward him. Bram had inadvertently walked right between a sow grizzly bear and her cub as they were guarding a nearby elk carcass they were feeding on. Video #3 Excerpt- On the morning of September 12th, 2008 as the duo prepared to head up the trail to hunt, Ron said a quiet prayer for success. He was feeling like he may be too old to play a young man's game and wondered if his best days hunting were behind him. He asked God to guide his arrow and recognized the futility of such a selfish prayer. Given what was about to unfold, his request was timely and answered perfectly. They had discussed the tactics they were planning on using at this place and Ronnie took his position about 40 yards or so higher up on the hill than his father. He then began calling for elk. He called for about a half an hour when the men noticed that a bull had broken from cover below them and was now moving toward the ambush point near Ron. It approached to just over 80 yards and just out of range for Ron to shoot it with his bow. It began to work over a small sapling with its antlers. Ronnie continued to call and try to entice the bull closer with more challenges using his elk bugle. As he called he heard a rustle in the bushes just behind and downwind of him. It was a smaller bull called a raghorn. Ronnie was perplexed as to what could have sent the bull into such a panicked exit. It couldn’t have smelled the men and they didn't make any sudden movements that would give them away. It was at that moment that Ronnie stood up and turned around. Where the small bull was previously, now a large male grizzly bear emerged from the brush.