Bear in the road
We were riding the Blue Ridge Parkway yesterday and came across a bear in the road. No big surprise considering our location.
The issue we had was the people on the motorcycle in front of us. We had talked to them at an overlook a few miles back. Nice people. A husband and wife riding two up. They left the overlook before us and we caught up to them. They were running about about half our normal speed. They didn't seem to interested in letting us by but as it turned out, that was a good thing.
All off a sudden we come around a curve and there the bear is. They come to a crawl and were going to stop. Blind curve behind us. Bear in front. The women is digging for her cell to take a pic of the bear.
I'm 10 feet behind them with my wife the same distance behind me. The bear can't seem to decide what to do. It could run, hold it's ground or charge. The couple in front of me acted like it was in a zoo behind glass. We could have all rode around it but that wasn't their plan. They must have wanted to see if it was a "friendly" bear.
I quickly decided that the bear needed to go. It needed to understand that motorcycles, people and the road wasn't a fun place to hang out so I laid on the horn and revved the engine. That made up the bears mind that it was time to head for the hills. It ran down the road 20 feet or so and up a 75 degree incline into the woods.
I think I may have pissed the couple off by frightening the cute bear away but I felt that was the best thing for everyone involved, including the bear.
I bring this up so when this happens to you, you have a predetermined plan. I always chase wildlife off the road. I think the best thing to do is convince the animal that the road sucks. LOL
If you want a picture of a bear, download one from Google. Don't hang around and wait to see how sharp its' claws are.
We do the same with dogs. When one comes running down the yard at us, we've found that if we stop and yell at the dog "get in your own yard", the dog figures out that what was going to be fun, sucks and heads for the porch. Outrunning them just becomes a game to them and someday somebody gets hurt.
I had one dog once that always chased me. He wouldn't give up. A hand full of gravel cured that beast! Gravel at 60 MPH hurts! Game over!
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