It had been a windy morning,came in gust.Leaves moving,I must have stared at what I thought was a 100 deer,,,flick of an ear or tail only for it to be a clump of leaves.My eyes where fried as I headed to the truck hoping my buddy was there,so we could hit the store.I stopped at a small stream,found a little hole and was throwing some cold water on my face,I heard something in the leaves,thinking it was my buddy,I looked up into the face of a black bear at about 10 ft.It was above me on the bank,its head kinda going from side to side.Stare off didn't last long,bear turned and headed up a steep ridge .I stood,grabbed my 50 cal Knight n shot.The bear rolled down the ridge and thrashed some,letting out that strange death moan.The whole thing probably didn't last 45 seconds.I admired my bear,headed to the truck,my buddy was there.He said its windy,not much of a day to hunt,what did you shoot at.I said ,I got a decent bear about 150 yards back in the woods,lets grab some food and some help and told him the story.I wasn't in any danger,but I was taken off guard,lol