Bears!!!

Last night I had my beagle in the basement as I do every night to feed her and spend some time with her. at around 9:00 I decided to take her back out to her pen so as usual I opened the door and stepped outside and all heck broke loose. I have some bird feeders about 10 yards from my door and there were 4 black bears at the feeders (mother and 3 cubs). When I surprised the bears the cubs went up the trees and the mother charged at me and my dog. She had taken about 3 lunges and my dog ran out into the yard and started barking at her. I think this confused her because she stopped the charge and just stood there (about 10 or 12 feet from me) popping her jaws and making a huffing sound. I ducked back into the basement and went upstairs and out the back door to get my dog back into the house. When I got my beagle into the house I went out onto my deck and tried to frighten the bears off but they made no effort to leave. I watched them destroy my feeders for about an hour before they finally strolled off into the darkness. The mother bear was not very big maybe 200 or so pounds but I would not want to do any hand to hand combat with her. Kind of scared the crap out of me when I stepped outside and she was right there.

Ahh, yes, those lovely black bears. I live way back in the mountains on a farm ( no neighbors) and I have had MAJOR bear issues. I had one particular bear that kept trying to catch my horse. I finally had the gun ready one day and the bear got the business end of my 30.06. I called the DNR to tell them i had to shoot the bear. They FREAKED OUT !!! they tried to prosecute me and questioned me 4 different times hoping I would Change my story. I was a local celeb for a while from being in the newspaper so much.
If you have to " take care of business" be sure and use the three "S" method.
* Shoot
* Shovel
* Shut up

That's what I say- 3 s rule. When it is all said and done do you really want to explain to the officer how or why the thing in your yard has 30+ rounds of 7.62 in his ass? Not everyone is cool with military surplus weapons.

Me and my friends used to go camping all the time out in the middle of no where all the time, yes this was real camping. So much so that GF's would start cracking gay jokes. Here's a pic for the first day of the millenium (depending on your denition it might be the year before...):



I'm on the left, dog is at my feet . We always had her with us, I know she kept the critters away more than once. One trip in particular something circled us out in the woods, the dog was out barking and made an arc around where we were at. Not sure what it was, really could have been anything... Nothing could get near us though without us knowing it, the one guy who arrived later on excursion even tried sneaking up on us and she heard him when he was about 100 feet away.