I spent a crap ton of time afield when I was stationed there. I saw very few in the wilds and never had any show any kind of aggression. I was driving down the main highway after dark one evening and saw a sow with two cubs cross. I stopped in the road beside them, rolled my window down and growled at them. Mom wheeled around lightning fast, huffed and popped her teeth at me. That gave me the cold willies.
