We hunted grizzly bears in British Columbia Canada. Our guide was a Indian who’s wife had been mauled by a grizzly. The bear covered her up with sticks, dirt and rocks and left her, probably to come back and eat her later.
The woman wasn’t dead, she waited for the bear to leave and she managed to get back to town. Her wounds were severe and it took several years before they were completely healed, according to our guide, her husband.
I am glad I don’t live in bear country.
OK, that stirred up a dormant memory of an old joke...
that went something like this...
If I am out in the woods and I see a bear,
how do I know if it is a black bear, a brown bear, or a grizzly bear?
If you are in the woods and see a bear, run for the nearest tree.
If it is a black bear it will chase you to the tree.
If it is a brown bear, it will climb up the tree to get you.
If it is a grizzly bear, you won’t make it to the tree.