Let me show you how it's done, fellows: A young grizzly joins the fishing in Alaska's Russian River.
Ma! Would you wear this if we bought it for ya? I think you'd look real Black widowish like! Ya know?
I was in this situation once in Yellowstone Park, WY. It was the mid-1980s. My dad and I were fishing catch-and-release along the Yellowstone River. A black bear crossed the river and passed within about 50 yards of us. I just stood there dumbfounded as the bear trotted past. He didn't care a thing about my dad and I, he was just going somewhere at a medium trot.