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Nine fun filled days. Ferry ride up / moto back. Visit with Bumblebee. How big can Canada be?
BB is north alright but waaay farther east.
Nine fun filled days. Ferry ride up / moto back. Visit with Bumblebee. How big can Canada be?
June. I’ll be camping by the grizzly bear preserve.
Ahem. If memory serves the Gen 1 was the quickest accelerating production vehicle in the world (1/4 mile times) from 2000 to 2008. Then Gadson cheated with a strapped down but stock ZX14, and I don't think the Gen 2 ever took the title back.Well it is probably no surprise that the heyday for this community was when the Gen 2 reigned over all.
I remember reading historical documents and diaries where people traveling on horse back would hang bells on their saddles to ward off bears.
I remember reading historical documents and diaries where people traveling on horse back would hang bells on their saddles to ward off bears.
Remember everyone in those days were well armed and knew how to use their guns.....What items are most commonly found in bear scat? Bells and hot pepper.
Remember everyone in those days were well armed and knew how to use their guns.....
People wore lots of bear-skin coats in those days.....
Yes, they are certainly a different animal than a black bear even though they are in the same family.....those grizzlies can get huge....I would think shooting a grizzly would require the nerve for it to get close, close enough for head or chest shots, and with multiple rounds of a big caliber.
I've seen alot of black bears were I live, a few in excess of 600lbs(super fattys, dumpster divers, lol) and most just ignore you or run away.
But just seeing grizzlys on tv, I cannot imagine encountering something that huge, fast, and powerful in real life.
I wouldn't go in the woods without a Desert Eagle .50 with a spare magazine of some high grain nasty rounds...and hope that the first 7 would be enough.
I'm glad they don't live anywhere near me, lol
I remember reading historical documents and diaries where people traveling on horse back would hang bells on their saddles to ward off bears.
I also remember being in BC conducting mountain ops training and seeing lots of bears....and big bears too....
I recall one evening it was getting to be dusk, when standing in a location we saw nothing until when we switched on our NVGs, not too far away was a big bear....when it moved, it was completely silent......they are ambush predators and good at it...
Yes, they are certainly a different animal than a black bear even though they are in the same family.....those grizzlies can get huge....
When we were in grizzly country we carried shotguns with slugs as well as our primary weapons. Even then they said to shoot the shotgun and then get the hell out of there.
A Newfie told me a similar joke....The old joke about how two guys were in bear country. One carrying a .22.
"What are you going to do with that?" says the first man.
"Shoot you in the leg and run like hell." says the second.
Top tip;A Newfie told me a similar joke....
"Two guys were walking in the woods when all of a sudden a bear appeared......one guy stopped and started putting on some running shoes that were in his backpack......the other guy "said you aren't going to try and outrun that bear are you?" The other guy said "no, I'm going to outrun you..."
I saw a few in Winter, WI where I used to live. One ran across the road in front of my truck. The first one I saw on the hiking trail was huge. It was a couple hundred yards away and all I saw was the rump sticking out in the trail. I watched it for close to minute thinking it must be someone dressed in black hunched over at the edge of the trail. I kept walking towards it thinking it might be someone in need of help. When the whole shape just disappeared into the brush, it dawned on me that that probably was a bear. I kept walking toward where I saw it go in the woods which was kind of foolish in retrospect. I guess I wasn't sure what it was. Glad it was gone when I got there. There was one huge paw print in the center of the trail where the ground was soft. The second bear I saw on that trail was a lot smaller. As I came up over a rise in the trail, I could see it looking at me. It was standing up, apparently to get a better view of me. Remembering the last incident, I stopped. The bear dropped down on all fours and went in the woods. I turned around and walked home. A bear about the size of a large dog could still be very dangerous. Vague memory of my youth in Michigan, I was in a thickly wooded area with lots of tall ferns. I saw something moving away from me through the brush. I could barely catch a glimpse of it. Dark in color is all I remeber. I just stopped. I think my dog may have been with me. The really scary thing is that from the movement of the brush, it looked like there were a number of smaller unseen creatures fleeing along with it. Probably was Mama and babies. I've had a good amount of bad luck in my life but it's held out when I needed it most.One of the texts I was reading said that you may not see bears, but that they are there and they will see you.
