I "bumped" into a younger, smallish (maybe 400 pounds) cinnamon bear on a cutline while dirtbiking in the Oldman headwaters area last year.
It seen me come over the crest of the trail and stopped to look at me.
I came over the top and stopped to look at him.
Well he took off running, strait up the freakin mountain, busting saplings off at the base while he fled. While hes doing this, he lost all control of both his bladder and bowels, crap and piss was flying everywhere while he bawled for momma.
Now if we go and kill all the bears, Ill have nothing to laugh at.
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