Bear Pepper Spray Repellent?

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On Thu, 22 Jun 2006 18:32:28 GMT, rw
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You were staying in a lodge, right? You weren't camping out on gravel
bars, pitching your tent and storing and cooking your food virtually
right on top of bear sign, right?


Yep. Sportsmens Lodge on the Kvichak.

Did they wipe your ass for you after you took a ****?

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Thank you for keeping me busy and amused this afternoon. I am fasting
for a medical procedure (we all know what) in the a.m., and getting my
mind off of food by having a ****ing contest with you has helped.
However, talk of fillet of salmon and fried potatoes and beer has not
helped.

I hope the doc tells me I am a "perfect" asshole in the morning.

If the doctor finds your head up there tell him to cut it off. You don't
need it.

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On Thu, 22 Jun 2006 20:09:12 GMT, rw
wrote:

Did they wipe your ass for you after you took a ****?

No, they didn't have any Broke Back Mountain Faux Cowboys on the
payroll.

On Thu, 22 Jun 2006 20:10:47 GMT, rw
wrote:

If the doctor finds your head up there tell him to cut it off. You don't
need it.

Good comeback. Made me laugh and forget the food. Thanks, Putz.

d;o)

wrote:
Thank you for keeping me busy and amused this afternoon. I am fasting
for a medical procedure (we all know what) in the a.m., and getting my
mind off of food by having a ****ing contest with you has helped.
However, talk of fillet of salmon and fried potatoes and beer has not
helped.

I hope the doc tells me I am a "perfect" asshole in the morning.

Good luck with that. I hope the results are perfect and
you don't enjoy it too much. ;-) I was warned at my last
physical, age 49, that I'm due for my first one this year.

--
Ken Fortenberry

rw wrote:

Another thing to be careful about is securing your raft when you beach
it. That may seem obvious, and the raft might seem securely beached, but
if the wind comes up or the water rises overnight you could lose it.
Last year one of Steve's parties called in on the sat phone that they'd
lost both of their rafts. Steve's response was, "You mean that you lost
both of MY rafts."

I think I know those guys. LOL! It rained pretty much the whole trip.
The river rose overnight, and sure enough, BOTH rafts were gone. They
did find both rafts quite a bit downstream. Some had left their rods
rigged in the raft. They were one big, tangled mess.

In the meantime they were stranded in the wilderness. I don't know how
it played out. I'm going to ask Steve in August.

They finished the float, and had some great stories to tell. BTW, I know
for a fact at least one shotgun, and one 44 mag was along on the float.
It's a good possibility more guns were along.

FWIW, I had a bear encounter worth mentioning. We were lined up on
gravel bar fishing for silvers. A bear comes out of the brush behind us,
and the only one that saw it was my buddy next to me. He said nothing,
and continued fishing. A few minutes later I hear somebody say, "bear".
I turn complete around and see it about 150 yards off to my left. It's
just standing there looking around. We all start the "hey bear" chatter.
It looks right at me and starts coming directly towards me(I'm the last
guy in the lineup). I get louder, as do the guides, but the bear keeps
coming at a very casual pace. I look over at the guides, and fully
expect them to get between me and the bear............yeah right! The
guides are now nervous, and they are asking each other if they have the
shotgun. Neither took it with them that morning. If I wasn't nervous
before that tid bit of info, I AM NOW! Anyway, the bear keeps coming,
and the commotion gets louder, and the guides are doing their best to
shoo the bear away. It finally veers off to it's left, and disappears
into the bush....but not after it grabbed a salmon carcass and carried
it into the bush. You could hear the bones cracking as it ate the fish.
I could only think how loud my bones would've been.

Was I in any danger. I thought so. The bear was about 75 yards before it
veered off. The guides were shook up, and one said, "I didn't like that
bear. It was acting squirrely". I got the distinct impression that if
they had a gun, they would've used it. Maybe not to kill the bear, but
to chase it off. Not all the guides carried a gun. I think a little over
1/2 did, and the ones that did, were the guides who were there for the
whole season. We stayed at a riverside camp(tents, electricity, hot
showers ect...). No lodge for this cheapskate.

b

"Ken Fortenberry" wrote in message
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wrote:
Thank you for keeping me busy and amused this afternoon. I am fasting
for a medical procedure (we all know what) in the a.m., and getting my
mind off of food by having a ****ing contest with you has helped.
However, talk of fillet of salmon and fried potatoes and beer has not
helped. I hope the doc tells me I am a "perfect" asshole in the morning.

Good luck with that. I hope the results are perfect and
you don't enjoy it too much. ;-) I was warned at my last
physical, age 49, that I'm due for my first one this year.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Good luck with that also Dave, I had one two years ago at age 50.
The worst part is not being able to eat before the exam, the best part is
stuffing your face after the exam,
that's after hearing everything is A-OK.
-tom

On Thu, 22 Jun 2006 21:12:29 GMT, briansfly
wrote:

It finally veers off to it's left, and disappears
into the bush....but not after it grabbed a salmon carcass and carried
it into the bush. You could hear the bones cracking as it ate the fish.
I could only think how loud my bones would've been.

What time of the year were you there, Brian? During the spawn, the
bears generally eat only the brains and skin - high protein areas -
and leave the flesh alone. It isn't until later in the season, late
September, early November, that they start eating the entire fish.

Still, 75 yards is quite a distance. I'll post some more pix of a
bear that swam across the river because we were catching lots of
silvers. He walked towards us while we backed away,shouting and
waving our arms. I made sure the pilot of the aircraft was between me
and the bear. The guide was up-river with a man and woman from
England. Mr. Bruin continued to advance, only to completely ignore us
about 30 feet distance when he changed course and went up a trail.

The same bear approached a small sow with two or three cubs. She
gathered the cubs and stood in front of them, but the big male ignored
her and started his swim across the Big River (upstream about a 1/4
mile from Cooks Inlet.) Salmon don't offer as much fight as a sow
with cubs. d;o)

Dave

On Thu, 22 Jun 2006 21:07:13 GMT, Ken Fortenberry
wrote:

Good luck with that. I hope the results are perfect and
you don't enjoy it too much. ;-) I was warned at my last
physical, age 49, that I'm due for my first one this year.

This is my second. Everything was fine five years ago, so I'm hoping
all will be well this time. My brother died at age 76 from colon
cancer, however he failed to follow-up on the operation. He was dead
a year and one day later.

The solution that they give you to drink (four liters) to clear you
out tastes just like single malt Scotch. Really. I mean, it is just
yummy. I can't place the year, but it reminds me of a Macallon
Highland Scotch. Really!

d;o)

On Thu, 22 Jun 2006 14:14:01 -0700, "Tom Nakashima"
wrote:

Good luck with that also Dave, I had one two years ago at age 50.
The worst part is not being able to eat before the exam, the best part is
stuffing your face after the exam,
that's after hearing everything is A-OK.
-tom

There's a new hotdog joint in town. And their dogs are wonderful. I
plan on eating at least three after the procedure, regardless the
news. Joanne won't approve, but, what the helll.........