Kenia Wilderness. My buddy's bear, but I'm claiming an assist as the spotter, assistant packer, and the one with the meat in the freezer (except for the ham I have curing in my fridge...). About 20 miles in the Zodiac followed by a 7 mile pack up to treeline for camp.
I took this black bear over Memorial Day weekend hiking in on the Kenai Peninsula. I was about 8 miles back from the truck to where I killed him. I had stopped at a small creek surrounded by alders to fill up my nalgene. As soon as I was done and walked 20 ft back up to my pack and rifle, he walked down that creek that I was just standing at a minute later. I don’t think he noticed me, I let out a whistle to get him to turn broadside for a shot. Once he turned enough, I fired one shot from my .300 win mag. He took off crashing through the alders away from me and made it about 50 ft.
I spent the next 2 days shuttling him back to the truck, it took 3 loads to get everything out. He had a lot of fat on him for a spring bear! Measured 6’2” and skull was 18 7/16” I believe. Some cool battle scars on his face.