Luckily there are only black bears in my neck of the woods. I can get away with .45 ACP. I had one curious black bear come up on me while fishing a few years ago. I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye as a large black bear made his way down a hill. I was unarmed so I grabbed the largest rock I could find, stood on a boulder and started waving my arms and shouting at it. Meanwhile my fishing buddy was conveniently taking a leak. So the term getting caught with your pants takes on a whole new meaning to me now. He couldn't hear what I was shouting about over the roar of the river and by the time he pulled his waders up the bear was already gone. The bear stopped dead in his tracks about 50 yards from me and stood up on his haunches as if he couldn't hear me either and didn't know I was there. The bear turned around and ran right back up the way it just came. Then my friend comes walking over casually and asks if I caught a fish because of all the shouting. He didn't see a thing. Might as well have been a UFO.
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