I’ve been out the last three days with sons and a buddy. We’ve seen 15 bears glassing and have passed on sows and small bears. A couple blown stalks.
Highlight was yesterday my son was sitting on the front bumper of his truck glassing a ridge.
He felt the truck shift hard so he glanced back threw his truck window. A very large cinnamon boar was climbing into the bed of his truck. He instinctively thought small ears and big head is a good bear.
They saw each other at the same moment. They stared at each other for a few seconds and each trying to decide what to do next. Son’s rifle was in the truck empty. He was trying to decide how to defend himself, run or fight, when the bear folded his cards and bolted.
He said he’s glassing with a rifle handy going forward.