This is why I always hike with my pet Grizzly Bear, Fluffy.
Oh, those mountain bikers don’t need no trails when Fluffy is behind them. They just go straight down the mountain.
Through the trees. Through the boulders. It don’t matter.
They ask me what kind of dog Fluffy is. I tell them,
“She’s a Hungarian Standard Poodle.”
Oh, those mountain bikers don’t need no trails when Fluffy is behind them. They just go straight down the mountain.
Pics, please!
Now, on a certain level, I kinda get what yer sayin’. I always turn around and go back when I see somebody with a bear.
Just haven’t met a griz yet, they are kinda hard to find down hyar in TX. :)