Bear facts.

[Cranfield]

I accidently met Dead-Eye-**** today (thats the only way to meet him, "accidently").

 

I was telling him about the wild black bear I saw swimming a river whilst we were fishing, in Apalachicola.

Here is the picture I took, we kept about 50+ yards away from him, so as not to panic him.

 

[neil]

You'd have needed more than 10lb line to land that one Cranfield :( ,and a good keep net :(

[Cranfield]

neil, when they are that big its not even "catch and release", its more a case of "keep outta the way".  :(

 

My friend who lives there and fishes that river complex 2-3 times a week, has never seen one before.

He believed it was a juvenile male seeking new territory.

Apparently, cubs stay with their mother for their first two years and then its off into the wide world. :(

[dead-eye-dick]

:(  If I didn't know better I'd say that was Meandassy...!!!!

 

:evil: It's about time someone else took some stick...!!! :evil:

[highdowns hunter]

Hey Cranfield what do you mean by "we kept about 50+ yards away from him, so as not to panic him."

Dont you really mean "we didnt get too close in case he came after us "

 

:0  :0

[Cranfield]

HH, have we ever met ?

 

You seem to know a lot about me. :(  :(  :(

[meandassey]

You are mistaken Dead Eye, thats my better looking brother!

 

Ya cheeky young scamp! Are you jealous cos I outfished you on Deal Pier the other week?

[lazza]

Cranfield...........you'd be surprised at what we know about you...........The "Cranfield Meets The Sheep"video, was an eye opener!....................It's no wonder the Black Bear was  frightened!........ :0  :(  :(

[Cranfield]

Lazza, Not Guilty on that one !!! No Welsh blood in my family :(

[BigDave15]

A Little Bear Story I Found :(

 

In August 1997, Arie van der Velden was taking part in a geological survey at Liard River Hotsprings Provincial Park when he was viciously attacked by a black bear. The following is his account:

 

"We heard some thrashing through the bushes. Somebody yelled, 'Run for your life, the bear's coming your way.' Everybody scattered. I saw the bear coming towards me. I slipped and fell. The next thing I knew, the bear was on top of me. At this point, I was able to sort of ward off the first couple of bites by kicking it in the nose, but it did managed to get around me and latched on to my leg, at which it started tearing. It bit me in the leg for a little while and then checked over the rest of my body. It sort of clawed and bit… it went back to my leg and continued tearing up my leg. I was pulled across the boardwalk. The bear dragged me along like I was just a little rag doll that weighted nothing at all. While I had my face pressed down on the ground, I could hear its breathing. While it was mauling my leg, I could hear it tearing away at it. I could hear it lick and paw away at it. I was screaming in pain, I was screaming for help. I could hear my friends in the distance screaming as well. You know, screaming at the bear and screaming for help. But they were too powerless to do anything… I was just hoping I would go into shock or pass out so I wouldn't have to endure this much longer. The realization set in that I was going to die. The next thing I knew, a gun shot rang out and it was all over."

:(