I used to hunt when I lived in the kootenays but sold my guns to a gun
shop when I moved back here. we always said if you kill it you have to eat it, so leave the squirrels alone. I mostly hunted grouse with a 22. bears scare me, I have to admit. I was walking home one night all loaded. I had about a 4 mile hike home in castlegar. I saw what I thought was a cat and went to pet it, skunk woah. so I bypassed
through someone's yard to go around and interrupted a bear raiding a garbage can. it reared and came my way. I looked back as I jogged and the sucker started chasing me down the street. wow panic. I cut
through yards and hurdled fences to get some space, considered just diving into someone's house through a window lol. fear doesn't give rational decisions, neither does mind altering things.
man we used to drive into the dump late at night with the lights off and then flip them on when down close. they could have peeled my cortina open like a candy wrapper if they wanted but seemed fun at the time freaking them out. we feel so powerful when in a car sometimes.