
PhantomTweak wrote:Or always hike with two things, a partner and small pistol. In case of bear attack, shoot the other hiker in the knee and run like mad! Works like a dream...not that I, personally would ever do that...![]()
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Webb wrote:I don't see a lot of bears but if I am ever attacked by an alligator I would jump in the golf cart and floor it. (I have actually been close to an alligator attack)
PhantomTweak wrote:Or always hike with two things, a partner and small pistol. In case of bear attack, shoot the other hiker in the knee and run like mad! Works like a dream...not that I, personally would ever do that...![]()
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expat wrote:PhantomTweak wrote:Or always hike with two things, a partner and small pistol. In case of bear attack, shoot the other hiker in the knee and run like mad! Works like a dream...not that I, personally would ever do that...![]()
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To cut a long story short...........I was many years ago in Alaska for a Cope Thunder exercise. During the "wildlife briefing" (Alaska is like Australia, everything wants to kill you..) One of our pilot stood up and asked the best place to shoot a bear if they had to. It could be quite a while before an ejected pilot is picked up in the Alaskan wilds. Well explained the RAF Regiment sergeant, unlike the American pilots who had .45 with them, British pilots had 7mm Walther PPKs. Best thing to do is take the magazine out as this makes the pistol lighter (pilots all taking notes at this point.....
) and pack a jar of honey in your flying suits......(more notes and head nodding.....
) If in the unlikely event you eject and are confronted my a bear, take out your pistol.......(still notes being taken
)......dip it in the honey......(slight pause in note taking)........and throw it at the bear. At this point said Rodney accused the briefing Sergeant of not taking the briefing seriously. "One the country sir" said Bernie (a good mate from Birmingham so the accent really added to the following), "if you shoot a fooking bear with a fooking a 7mm PPK you all you are going to do is piss it off and then it will rip your fooking head off"..........Rodney sat back down, briefing over.....
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if I am ever attacked by an alligator I would jump in the golf cart and floor it. (I have actually been close to an alligator attack)
logjam wrote:Hikers visiting Lillooet, BC are briefed to carry with them a whistle and a bracelet of bells to scare away the bears. One group of hikers asked me how to tell the difference between a Grizzly bear and a brown bear. I explained to them you can tell the difference by their poop. The difference being, a brown or black bear has poop loaded with berries. A grizzly bear has poop loaded with whistles and bells.
I walked the five miles to my previous nightshift job (five years ago). To make this short, one evening I became aware that something in the adjacent woods was following my progress as I descended the road down the hill. The next evening, while still on the top of the hill, a pickup truck passed me and stopped a ways ahead where the road started downhill. In its headlights was a waiting black bear which, reluctantly, reversed its stance, then slipped back across the road; I walked on by without incidence although sure it was watching.Steve M wrote:Rumour has it, a hungry black bear will kill you and eat you on the spot..
H wrote:I walked the five miles to my previous nightshift job (five years ago). To make this short, one evening I became aware that something in the adjacent woods was following my progress as I descended the road down the hill. The next evening, while still on the top of the hill, a pickup truck passed me and stopped a ways ahead where the road started downhill. In its headlights was a waiting black bear which, reluctantly, reversed its stance, then slipped back across the road; I walked on by without incidence although sure it was watching.Steve M wrote:Rumour has it, a hungry black bear will kill you and eat you on the spot..
For my next adventure over the hill, nearing the spot where the bear had been chased back across the road by the truck, I heard a rustling as if I'd scared something of smaller size -- then there was a brief squeeling. I continued walking but faced the direction of the squeel and I growled. The bear growled back. I'm not sure if it was saying, "Thanks, I've got it," or "I've got it -- it's mine!" Either way, it seems I'd provided sacrificial favor.8)
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