tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622674280505597277.post2247036764172427929..comments2024-03-21T13:04:14.901-05:00Comments on Sons of Savages: One of my Bear StoriesJust Another Savage!http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438143672073116277noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622674280505597277.post-72689618011337971762013-12-05T11:58:16.498-06:002013-12-05T11:58:16.498-06:00One good bar tale deserves another! This reminds m...One good bar tale deserves another! This reminds me of one that I saw on the news when I lived near Aseville, in western N. C.(I now live outside AsheBORO, in mid-state N. C.--it confuses a lot of folks....). Seems a black bear had wandered into a high class urban neighborhood(which happens now and again in Asheville), and a somewhat excited and fearful lady called the wildlife people reporting that this bear was in a tree in her yard! So the wildlife folks dutifully went to try and dart the bear and transport it out of town. By the time they got there, it was very dark and windy and stormy. The tree in question was some sort of tall evergreen--a hemlock or pine of some sort, and the bear was almost invisible up near the top--hard to see through the thick branches even with a spotlight. But they could just barely see it's outline, and saw it moving a bit, so could guesstimate where the rump was, and so shot it with a tranquilizing dart. No reaction. Well, you know, that happens sometimes. They were reluctant to hit it with another, but decided they had better try. So they shot it again. Still no visible reaction. But the bear WAS moving around a little up there, they could just barely see that.....Finally, one of them volunteered to scootch up the tree and try to get a closer look, which he did. To discover they had darted perfectly(twice) a large black plastic TRASH BAG! Which had somehow gotten blown up in the tree, and seen and mistaken for a black bear by the resident lady!.....L.B. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com