Raylander
I’m Billy’s Useles Uncle.
The last week of June about 3 or 4 summers ago I decided it’d be a good day to go catch some specks on one of my favorite streams. The hike in follows an old logging cut up and around a ridge and then drops back into the stream above some falls. As I started the hike I noticed quite a few fawn tracks in the trail. Right about the time I got to the knuckle of the ridge I heard brush popping. It sounded like a drunk stumbling through the woods. The area is very steep and there was a boulder the size of a school bus 25 ft uphill. I couldn’t really tell where it was; only that it was above me. I stopped with the hope of catching a glimpse of the critter. It got closer and a pumpkin headed bear emerged from around the boulder. This bear was huge. Probably the largest bear I’ve seen in GA. I hollered at him and started waving my hat in the air. Bear usually take off like a bottle rocket once they spot you. This one refused budge. In fact, he sat down like a dog waiting on a treat. I hollered louder and tried to run him off. What seemed like 3 hours was probably 3 minutes or so. He just sat there on his haunches watching me flail around in waist high brush. I eventually just backed out the way I came in. I don’t know if he was rut crazed, hunting that old cut, or what. That’s the one and only time I’ve had a bear make me feel uneasy in GA. After retreating I realized I’d dropped my hat and I sure as heck wasn’t going back for it. If anybody ever sees a big fat bear wearing a green Glacier NP hat please PM me. I’d like my hat back..