well when i was ur age surfin (man this is beginning to sound like a grampa story) i was walkin home from my friends at dawn and i saw a big black furry thing ahead of me (theres a trail that goes thru the woods that connects our two neighborhoods) and i said "strange, dog but no walker" i then stepped on and cracked this big stick, sounded like a gun. the big furry thing (bear) turned around and ran at me, i was sooo scared, i ran up a tree and it just kinda sat there getting ticked at me, i kinda threw like little rocks at it until it finally backed away, i saw it walk away and two little bear cubs came tumbling out of the brush trailing behind mom