For nearly 30 minutes the electronic call blared. A bear came in but winded me and slipped into thick timber. I tried coaxing it within bow range using a variety of open-reed calls, changing sounds trying to find something the bear liked. When I bit down on the call and fluttered my tongue, that did it. The bear couldn’t resist the bird distress sounds. It parted the tall grass and quickened its pace, heading right at me. I reached full-draw just as the bear stood on its hind legs, its wet, black nose pumping the air. The moment it dropped to all fours, the arrow hit the spot. The bear didn’t go far, as is the case when punching an arrow thro