When I lived in Kodiak, I liked the humbling feeling of dwelling in the dominion of Ursus.
Yeah, when I moved up to Juneau for a bit I told my wife I guess I'd have to stop taking naps up against a tree around lunch time while out huntin/fishing/hiking.
Things get real sporty when you're deer calling and a brown bear shows up in your lap instead.
A somewhat frequent occurrence is the drag-the-deer-to-the-beach trick. Bear just follows the scent trail, jumps the unsuspecting hunter, and takes the deer.
