I thought that people might enjoy this story, posted by Dingus Milktoast on another forum:
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ANOTHER KIND OF BEAR ENCOUNTER
Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 7:06 pm GMT
While I've never seen a wild mountain lion in my whole life I have regularly encountered black bears,. This is my favorite:
I broke my ankle a while back. During the first summer of my long recovery I was just getting to where I could walk a few hundred yards with a cane, albeit very slowly.
So of course I schedule a hike to Mono Pass with my kids in celebration. A lot of cool things happened that day, maybe I'll type some of them up.
While hiking up to the pass, I of course couldn't keep up with my kids, at the time 8 and 13 years old. And neither of them could even think about out running a bear, haha.
So we stopped for lunch on this boulder in a shady copse of trees. Spread out our food and well, had lunch! We were mostly done when we saw her, a small sow easing into our personal space looking for food. It was immediately clear this bear had associated food with humans. She knew what she wanted and she knew we humans had it.
Hmmmm. I can't even so much as take a quick step, let alone run. Not that I would run from a black bear, I wouldn't. But if things started moving fast, the bear, my kids, the world... I wouldn't be able to keep up.
She got to within 10 feet of us and then started circling, nose twitching. She was looking for something to dart in for, like 'fire-bears' do at wilderness bear-restaurants, I mean designated camp sites.
My reaction was swift but calm -
"Check out the bear girls." They're all, 'oh my!'
I eased myself betwixt the bear and my kids.
"Let's pack everything up kids." Lickity split we had all our stuff secured. The bear was still circling.
"Now let's ease away and head on out." As my kids eased off the back of the boulder the bear lost interest in us and ambled away.
That was that. Calm, reasoned, steady - we even discussed it at length right then and there. I am proud that my childrens' first wild bear encounter was thus.
All right, a bit more. Off we go, on up the trail. I let my kids go on ahead a ways (but still in sight) so I could perform a simple herbal remedy ritual I know. I saw my girls stop to talk to a woman standing on the trail about 100 yards from me. They moved on.
So I come caning up the trail and this woman, she's FREAKED OUT. The very first thing she said to me was,
"I saw a bear!" She sounded spooked. In a couple of sentences she described 'our bear.' She'd seen it on the trail up ahead (headed toward us as it turned out) and froze on the spot. She declared her intention to stay right there till some other party came along, so she could tag with them.
I reassured her, told her the bear had moved on, but also told her that more parties would be along shortly, and off I hobbled.
Later my kids related their discussion, Kaity, my 8 year old told her,
"Its all right lady. That bear came right up to us. She's not a bad bear, she won't hurt you."
So on up the trail we go. I found myself GAINING on this one hiker, a dude dressed in old timey Sierra Club get up, one you might have seen in the 30s or 40s, wool pants, ranger green everywhere, wide brim hat, worn leather hikers.
Only it was a woman, in her 60s at least. She and I chatted. She was back to climb a peak she'd retreated from the previoous year. She beamed at me when I told her what we were up to. She related a story about a convalescing friend of hers who was still bed ridden months after breaking her leg. She seemed to think my proscription for cure was the right one and she told me so in no uncertain terms. I liked her.
In due time we reached the pass and explored the old miners cabins there. As we hiked away I heard my name shouted on the distant wind - "Ding GUS!!!!"
I looked up and the old Sierra Club woman was up there on her summit ridge, success assured, giving me the old hollaback!
It was a LONG walk back to the car. I over did it.
But it was worth it, on many many fronts. A great day to be in the mountains with my children, teaching them how to get along with our closest kin in the wild's of North America.
Cause bears are people too you know.
DMT