Well, just got back from a little night coyote hunting. Usually my buddy and I take turns, one with the rifle, the other with the call and spot light. We were set up on the edge of a field in central PA, Pat with the rifle, me sitting about 10 yards to the right, at the edge of the tree line. Called a couple times with the dying rabbit call, no response. I was getting ready to get up and move to a different spot. Called one more time, then had a feeling something was behind me, thought I smelled something. Shined my spotlight behind me, and there stood a black bear, about 15 yards away, in the woods. Didn't see him at first, and never heard him come. I started reaching for my .45 while I yelled "bear" to Pat. He was gone in an instant. That's the second time I have had that happen to me. Years ago had the same thing happen in Maine. Kind of weird to know he was hunting me, and I never knew it. Makes you wonder how often that happens, especially at night, and you never know it... Really didn't expect bears to be out of hibernation yet, but it's been warm.
Larry