Beatnik
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The topic seems to come up on a fairly regular basis.
I was in Boy Scouts all the way through until my 18th birthday. I went to Philmont twice, which, for those who don't know, is a ranch in New Mexico where boys can go backpacking through the Rockies for 60-150 miles over 10 days. Going twice is almost unheard of, but I got lucky. I went when I was 15 and 17 years old.
A good scout troop will never have adults calling many of the shots. The whole idea of scouts is to have 17 year olds directing and encouraging boys as young as 13 (younger back home, but a 120 mile hike is a bit much for an 11 year old).
So when - not if, when - we encountered brown bears on the trail, it was up to 17-year-old kids to remember what they had been told so they could help get the even younger kids to do what they were told. When - not if, when - we were camping in areas where no single tree in the immediate area had any bark left for the first eight feet from getting clawed so often, it was up to kids to remember what goes in the bear bag, and make sure the even younger kids were putting their smellables in it so they could be suspended in a tree well outside of camp for the night.
And we all lived.
At no point was "pull out your 454 Casull Alaskan with 300 grain hard-cast wadcutters and start blasting" part of what we were told....
....so what gives? Before you start, please realize that I fully recognize your constitutionally protected right to force feed a lead salad to a pissed off bear, right up to the point where he crushes your ribcage with his mouth. But why isn't that stressed as the option of last resort?
We stress knowing how to avoid confrontation with criminals... why don't bears get the same courtesy?
I was in Boy Scouts all the way through until my 18th birthday. I went to Philmont twice, which, for those who don't know, is a ranch in New Mexico where boys can go backpacking through the Rockies for 60-150 miles over 10 days. Going twice is almost unheard of, but I got lucky. I went when I was 15 and 17 years old.
A good scout troop will never have adults calling many of the shots. The whole idea of scouts is to have 17 year olds directing and encouraging boys as young as 13 (younger back home, but a 120 mile hike is a bit much for an 11 year old).
So when - not if, when - we encountered brown bears on the trail, it was up to 17-year-old kids to remember what they had been told so they could help get the even younger kids to do what they were told. When - not if, when - we were camping in areas where no single tree in the immediate area had any bark left for the first eight feet from getting clawed so often, it was up to kids to remember what goes in the bear bag, and make sure the even younger kids were putting their smellables in it so they could be suspended in a tree well outside of camp for the night.
And we all lived.
At no point was "pull out your 454 Casull Alaskan with 300 grain hard-cast wadcutters and start blasting" part of what we were told....
....so what gives? Before you start, please realize that I fully recognize your constitutionally protected right to force feed a lead salad to a pissed off bear, right up to the point where he crushes your ribcage with his mouth. But why isn't that stressed as the option of last resort?
We stress knowing how to avoid confrontation with criminals... why don't bears get the same courtesy?