
Matt and I went camping last weekend. We were discussing packing up camp when he said, "We need to go to the truck now!" I didn't ask any questions. "Oh dear God! It must be a man with a gun!" a logical conclusion, giving the red-neck target shooting we'd heard the previous evening and again this morning. "No....I bet it's a mountain lion!" I noticed Matt wasn't running like I would have expected him to, if, we had indeed been a mountain lion target. I decided to turn-around and see what I was supposed to be protecting myself from... A BEAR! He wasn't super close, but close enough that he could have been close, if he wanted to be. He looked around a bit and then headed the other direction...that became the sensible time to grab the camera and document this close encounter with the beast.
