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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 Nunavut hunters Leo Ijjangiaq, 38 years of age, Laurent Jr. Uttak and Darryl Kaunak, 33 years of age, decided to go caribou and narwhal hunting at their usual hunting site, and left Naujaat, with its population of 1080 souls, on Tuesday, August 21st, 2018, full of excitement and optimism. The trio motored along the beautiful Hudson Bay coast for 70 kilometers and were approaching Lyon Bay, their hunting destination of choice. They were born and raised here and knew the country better than the back of their own hands, so they didn’t bring a GPS. Their boat motor had been running poorly and they thought they would hunt while it cooled. The hunters piloted their way into the bay and beached their boat to start looking for caribou. The men glassed the area and hiked a short distance in search of a caribou herd, but after a few hours returned to their boat. While the men were hunting a huge patch of sea ice had floated over the mouth of Lion Bay making their exit dangerous if not impossible. They knew there was nothing they could do until the sea ice passed by so they pitched their tent and made camp. As the men tinkered on the boat motor for a couple of days, they unknowingly began to gather an ominous crowd. By the morning of Thursday, August 23rd, the men had been there two days and were hoping for rescue as repair had failed. They couldn’t raise anyone on the CB radio in the boat, so they would just have to wait. They were making morning tea in front of their tent, when they noticed some uninvited guests. The men noticed a polar bear walking toward them, so Leo grabbed his hunting rifle from inside the tent. He fired it into the air to frighten the bears off. The bears were very close before they were noticed and the scene quickly fell into chaos. Video #2 Excerpt On July 3rd, 2018 Aaron loaded up his 4 children and his .22 LR firearm into his boat. The group planned to go to Sentry Island to harvest bird eggs and have a fun family day. They departed Arviat, their 2500 person community, and motored the 10 miles to the island. Aaron’s children, who are all elementary school age, piled off the boat and immediately started playing and running around. They were carefree with no stress in their lives, as the warmth of the summer energized them as it does to young people. Their dad secured the boat on the rocky shore and began making his way toward the kids. Aaron instructed the kids on what to look for when gathering the eggs and how to avoid any problems with defensive bird parents and turned the vivacious kids loose! They ran around finding and seeking their seasonal delicacy as if Mother Nature sponsored an Easter Egg hunt a few months too late. As the children amassed a growing collection of bird eggs, Aaron’s mind slipped into a bit of a mental recess, and reflection for a moment. He is hastily snapped out of it when he sees a huge white mass stealthily moving in the direction of his kids. Video #3 Excerpt Hunting seals in this manor required a tremendous amount of patience. The seals could choose a breathing hole at random and waiting motionless for hours hoping they would choose this particular breathing hole was a calculated risk. In the old days, the indiginous people would use atlatls or spears to harvest the animal, but today the men were using small caliber rifles. As Tok gazed into the frigid sea water filling the breathing hole his mind wandered to various other things he could be doing. He thought of his chores and repairs on his house he needs to complete while waiting for the seawater in the breathing hole to stir, signalling an approaching seal. Hours passed and the patient ice hunter barely moved from his initial position to avoid giving himself away. Toks eyes stared blankly at the breathing hole as he held his rifle aimed at the hole ready for a seal to appear any minute. Suddenly, he heard a noise to his right and behind him. Slowly turning his head, he saw the immense shape of a giant male polar bear only four feet from him. The stealthy arctic assassin had padded up on the hunter without being noticed and now was dangerously close. Toks' mind started to race as adrenaline flooded his body. He knew he would not want to make any sudden movements or run away as that would trigger the polar bears predatory instincts and he would be done in no time. Toks' knees began to shake uncontrollably and he fought the instinct to run. As the polar bear looked him up and down, calculating exactly what he should do, Tok began to feel overwhelmed and started to accept his apparent fate. He realized the bear was too close for him to spin around and shoot at, and he crumpled to the ground in acceptance of his fate. He lay still and held his breath in terror devoid of any reasonable alternative.