I went up the North Fork with 2 friends today to hunt for bear
from the car and it was another dud trip. With pouring rain all the way I didn’t really expect any intelligent animal would just be standing by the side of the road waiting for me to take pictures. My friend V says that bears don’t care about water and don’t care that it’s pouring, but if I was a bear I would find a cave or a big tree to huddle under. I’d be a finicky bear.
She’s obsessed with staying safe from grizzlies, while at the same time she wants to find them. On a rocky stretch of river one day she turned to me (as I carried a huge piece of petrified wood) and asked:
If a bear charged across the river right now at us, would you shit your pants?
I made that thinking hard face that has left a permanent vertical wrinkle between my eyes.
No, because I would have to stop and put in effort to shit myself. I can seeing peeing down my leg as I run toward the car, but shitting takes time and concentration.
I don’t think the bear would care that I had taken the time to smell like shit. Bears like shit.
And I think they don’t really care about rain, but aren’t going to go through any extra effort if they don’t have to.
The bear would probably stop to think about how I consider it to be smarter than it is lazy and would run after V instead.