This past summer I gave in to the sincere pleadings of my bride to not climb trees every fall in an attempt (mostly futile) to waylay a wily whitetail buck, by purchasing a ground blind. Basically, a 25 square foot, camouflage tent. I placed this blind on the township land near the east side of Carlin Lake. No longer did I have to worry about falling while climbing into a treestand and I settled in for the first time on October 21st feeling a new sense of security. Ann was right, I was getting too old to climb trees.
About an hour after a beautiful sunrise I heard the crunching of leaves behind the new blind in an area where I can't see. Thoughts of early success and a new trophy on the wall passed through my mind. They were fleeting. Seconds after hearing the leaves crunching I heard the snuffling sound a beagle makes while trailing a rabbit. My first thought was that it might be one of the family of coyotes that had earlier appeared on my trail camera photos. That thought was erased (as were just about all thoughts) when the head of a fully grown black bear appeared in the window of my new blind scarcely three feet from my face! He sniffed a couple times and ran off, stopping once to look back to see what smelled so bad.
I have hunted with archery equipment for more than 50 years, including 14 years in the bear country of the Northwoods and have never even seen a bear while hunting (my preferred occurrence). I learned two valuable lessons from this encounter; 1) never take a shower before hunting, Stinky is better; 2) question the motives when your wife suggests purchasing something that is "safer."