San Mateo Mountains
I’m singing along to some god awful song when I see a bear cub run across the trail. I rip out my headphones and pause. I know what’s about to happen… I yell “Hey Bear!”
Sure enough, Mama Bear bluff charges me, but sort of politely just to say “Get out of here!”
I turn and walk the other direction listening for her…phew she’s not following…wait a couple minutes…f$&@ what if there’s a carcass?
When I proceed I make lots of noise, Ca Caws and Warrior Princess calls.
White Creek Admin Cabin
Every little noise wakes me up. Tonight some deer or elk? make silly breathing noises around my shelter and I’ve had enough! I’m exhausted! I stick my head out, shine my headlamp on them and yell “shoo!” very politely. They just stare at me and blink.
And then this very deep manly “she-hiker” WWF voice yells “Get outta hereeeee!”
I surprise myself sometimes.
They never came back.