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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by moosie, Sep 13, 2018.
I think there was a black bear wandering around the NIH campus in Bethesda a year or two ago.
Maybe he thought you were harboring a groupie named Goldilocks.....
I mean I’ve seen some grizzly sights when looking up from my guitar, but never an actual bear!
Ya know what would have been really cool? If I could have got him to pose with my Tele!
Here, hold my beer. Watch this...
It’s pretty cool that you got photos. How long did the bear linger?
Too cool Moosie!
Just remember that bear will remember easy pickings...
That's an awesome sighting Moosie! I had a mom cinnamon black bear and her two cubs come wandering through my yard a couple of years ago and camp out in my back yard for 9 hours. When they first showed up, I went out on my back porch and banged a couple of pans together to try and scare them off. The mom stood up on her hind legs and growled at me; I went back inside. It was a trip...totally ruined my plan to do yard work that day.
Is this what you were singing when he dropped by?
(For some reason I like this version better than Steven Fromholz's original.)
Back in 2007 my wife and I did the Rocky Mountaineer Train ride from Vancouver to Banf and then by coach to Toronto and we
never saw one bear. Except the stuffed ones outside of gift shops and restaurants. I reckon they'd all gone for a Teddy Bears Picnic.. S
Yup. But the feeder happened to be dead empty. I was gonna fill it this evening, but I think I'll hold off a couple days.
I sit at a computer desk, with the window about two feet to my right. I saw movement in my peripheral vision, and there he was. It took my mind a few tries to understand what I was seeing. Then I snatched up the phone, frantically swiping for the camera. I don't think he was there for more than 30 seconds or so. Then he just ambled off across the property, and into the woods that separate us from the next yard. I was concerned because they have dogs, but I couldn't find their phone numbers. Did call another neighbor in his path, and left a voice mail warning them.
I hope he does OK, and that he never comes back. But I'm very glad I got to see him so close up. He really did look quite huggable. Except for the massive strength, and those claws.
It's either a sign from God, or the frequency you were playing that attracted it
You guys think Oz has dangerous critters lurking about....
apart from crocodiles in the tropics, there aren't many big land carnivores other than feral dogs/pigs to worry about in the bush.... and they'd be gone long before you saw them, if you are just walking around.......
Too bad you didn’t see any bears on your trip. That’s bear country up in the Banff area. I was up that way in a place called Jasper (a little northwest of Banff) about 6 weeks ago on a motorbike trip and saw some young Black bears on the side of the road. Apparently we’ve got grissleys up there as well. They’re unstoppable so I’m glad I didn’t see any of those.
EDIT: I did the train ride from Vancouver to Jasper with my mum when I was 13. Summer of 1977. Hat was a great trip.
Next time his little buddy Boo Boo may come with him.
Black bears aren't very dangerous, unless it's a mom with cubs, or a bear previously habituated to humans. Generally, they prefer to be left alone. They're all over where I used to hike, and as I said, I never once encountered one. Never spent a moment worrying about it, either.
Twice I came within spitting distance, though.
One time I was hiking alone, quietly cruising along a nice trail, stopping periodically to pick a few berries. They were everywhere. I came to a junction, and took the 50 yd side trail to a lake shore. Gawked at the view for a moment, and returned to the main trail. Smack in the center of the intersection, is a steaming pile of bear poop, which was mostly berries and berry seeds. It wasn't there a moment ago. I froze, looked around, then went on. Never did see the bear. But instead of running away, or attacking, I think this was his version of giving me the finger. Classy.
Another time, when I was around 20, I was hiking with a buddy, heading up the small mountain across the road from his cabin. It was early winter, with about 6 inches of fresh snow, and we were having fun, joking around, being pretty loud. As we neared the peak, we saw a perfect-looking bear cave, and sure enough, very fresh bear tracks heading down, moving fast. We woke him up! So, idiots that we were, we turned around and tracked him, hoping to ... what? Catch up? Say sorry? In short order, the tracks came on to the main trail, and were over our own tracks that we'd made just a minute earlier, heading up the mountain. A bit unsettling. So, we keep following, and then near the bottom, where the woods come to a quiet back road, the tracks take a sharp right, and disappear around a huge boulder. We stood there, I'm not sure why, talking for a minute, then went on, still following the tracks. Well, just on the other side, about five feet from where we'd been talking, was a huge butt print in the snow, next to the boulder. And tracks running back up the mountain, again, over the tops of the footprints we had just now made coming back down.
He had been hiding behind the rock, listening to us take our break! As soon as he heard us move, he took off. We were so close to him, and we never once saw him, or heard a thing. If it weren't for the tracks, we'd have had no idea.
what caliber is your guitar?
Criticizing the bear’s tone is not advised.
and yes, black bears can be dangerous. they have killed and eaten people here in Alaska. we worry mostly about the brownies but the blackies can be real trouble makers too. worse yet, they seem to be more comfortable around people than they used to be. when I was a kid we never saw a bear anywhere near town (Anchorage AK, now at 300,000 people). the town is 10x bigger, but now the buggers wander the streets. this summer I saw a mother and 3 cubs, in town, within a mile of the busiest heart of the city. couple years ago a friend had one enter the house. again, a mile from the center of town. people on the edges of town lose their chickens & can't put out the trash. anyway... when I was a kid.... never see 'em.... even out on the widest trails. might see their tracks still filling with water, but they knew better than to show themselves. now I see 'em inside city limits a couple times a year, and yes, I had a friend killed by a bear.
Wow; he's a big boy.