Now in all my years hunting, hiking, skiing, fishing I have never come close to a scary bear encounter and I've never bought a bear tag because I like bears so if I'm to burden myself with a can of Frank's uber red hot sauce I'd like one I can trust.
Well, I've had just one. The bear apparently decided my wife looked too tough to mess with and left, so while I was able to strike a heroic pose standing between her and the bear with the spray out, I didn't have to use it - no doubt to everybody's distinct relief. I remember thinking at the time that I would have cheerfully traded a truckload of the stuff for one elderly .30-30.


















































