I have my gun pointed at the bear. “Can you see the bear in the line of sight?” My father asked very quietly. “Yeah,” I told him, too softly to hear. SLAM!!!!! Show me how you shoot. Ouch, I thought, my ear hurts. I could see everything because it had turned gray. I barely heard anything. The bear fled west to our swamp, “the swamp.” Everything then became silent.******************************************** * ***************Earlier this morning we were at the Quinn Motel in Ironwood, Michigan. We were at the motel because we had lost our trailer due to winter caving in our trailer. *** Explain why and how many years of hunting *** Stupid snow… I just woke up thinking I'm going to get them today! The Quinn Motel was nice, not a fancy motel, but it had everything you would need, the beds are good, the bathrooms are quite nice, they really don't have a small kitchen but we stayed in the house they rent. and it was actually a pretty decent discussion about what you stayed in, not the rooms as a whole. Our morning went like this, we got up, brushed our teeth, my dad drank coffee as usual, then we went to Toni's. Toni's Place is about as good as the Quinn Motel, not fancy, but they have very good food. At Toni's it only seats 60 people at a time, it has a little curved line bar at the bottom of its chrome, it looks from the 70s or 80s in my opinion. It's not very modern! Back to reality, so we are at Toni's, too detailed - not an important part of your story I'm eating an omelette right now, it's so good! Bacon, bacon, bacon! When we finished eating we went to our booth. The shows don't say it! The bears struck last night. The largest paw print...... middle of paper ......ns following the dog. "Bark!" » said Blue. I was excited when he did that because that means he has a scent. Another 20 minutes later he barked, searched more, came back to me and started heading west again. Well, false alarm, I guess he went back to the bear bait, took a sniff, wandered into the woods for a bit and returned to the Jeep. Well I guess I must have missed the bear, we didn't see any blood either. The dog didn't go very far into the woods and didn't seem to have much energy either. No hair on the ground that could be seen. So I guess I missed the bear and it's still there somewhere today. Maybe when I go bear hunting, at 17 or 18, maybe he'll be bigger and make a nice mount. take away a lot of that. simplify it so that it falls into action - too detailed for that. more general statements. Hope this helped!!