Bear Scares? (Kodiak: vacation, island, roach)

[Raphael]

Any encounters you can relate to us?

[Rainy]

Just yesterday the biggest, meanest bear in the world was on the trail right in front of me and wouldn't move. It must have been twenty feet tall. So I shot it and threw it in the back of my truck after I carried it out of the woods two miles on my back. I used the bear grease to make pie crust.

[Raphael]

For Real? .................................................. ....

[Raphael]

;-) .................................................. .....................

[Las Vegan Cajun]

While on vacation in the Antarctic with my family we were feeding the penguins when we were approached by the biggest polar bear we have ever seen. This thing was mean looking and hungry and was approaching rapidly. I had to do some quick thinking to keep us from becoming a polar bear dinner. I quickly kicked a penquin in the head, rendering it unconscience and chucked the unsuspecting penguin in the direction of this charging polar bear. The polar bear fell for the bait and stopped to feed on the unconscience penquin. We made our way back to camp, but I had to kick a few more penquins into an unconscience state and chuck them in the path of the hungry polar bear to slow him down so we could make it. That was a close one.

[Rainy]

Raphael that old bear was so tough I had to use my chainsaw to skin it, and then I made steak knives out of its teeth.

[Rance]

I was charged by a sow brownie with cubs on my birthday once. Funny thing is I never really got scared. But it did get my attention. She stopped 20 foot away and I thanked her!
Had a black bear charge from behind across the inlet once. I had to climb onto the cab of a 966 loader as the bear was climbing the tire after me. That one had me a little worried.

[BudinAk]

Several years ago at my gold mine we had a visitor show up one weekend. When it got dark we sat and told bear stories around the campfire (why do we always tell scary stories...after dark?) Bear in mind (pun intended), we were already in the remote woods while listening to his story. Anyway, this guy showed us scars from when he was mauled by a brown bear on Kodiak Island some years earlier. He said after the bear beat him up real good he just lay quietly and the bear finally wandered off. He told us his nickname was now "bear-bait". For some reason, none of us slept very well that night...

Bud