Shovel ready 2.0
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Montana life
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I am very young and I am very fat. You wouldn't believe how young and fat I am
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Type 2 Diabetes isn’t an ideal life partner.
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Listen old man, I sharted in my pants at the 2008 Apple Cup as an ADULT. I ain't no spring chicken. I was at every one of the disasters you speak of.
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I'm still trying to wrap my head around this whole tale. Happened in November but it's news again. Right over the hill. Black bears, old ladies, coroners, the whole bit.
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As a grad student in Bozeman, have a friend still to today whose aunt lived in Bear Canyon and he was living there from Detroit and walked in to a black bear standing on their kitchen island. Walked straight through the screen door and bailed. Was a juvy with no cubs, thankfully. This happens in the woods. I wasn’t there but was at that house numerous times.
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Oh yeah black bears are in houses all over the place around Tahoe, there was a big hubbub about somebody who shot one last week, but Black bears are typically skittish as hell, non aggressive scavengers, big raccoons essentially, I've had multiple come through my campsites in the Sierras, One touched his fucking snout to my tent, I didn't enjoy it, but they scatter quick. They aren't comparable to grizzlies, they're not killers, yet this one killed an old lady in cold blood in her home, it appears.
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Craziest time I had wasn’t my grizzly encounter in Glacier on the Iceberg Lake hike, which happened within 30’ but it was a juvy male and we had bells so it wasn’t alarmed.
It was camping with my wife about 20 miles outside of Big Timber, MT with our malamute in about 1996. Dog got in a fight with a Big Horn Ram ona bike ride and then was so exhausted he slept through a wolf pack running right in our campground where we were the only ones there. No amenities, we do that shit still at times but went hard back then.
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I have strong memories of my hike at Iceberg Lake with pops, I was probably 14. Stared two mountain goats in the face from 5 ft away, that was fun, then we had a marmot follow us that was obsessed with our shoes. I lifted this marmot in the air attached to my foot. We ended up calling him Shoemunch. He was far too humanized.
Yeah, not the scary.
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Now that I'm thinking about it, I think Iceberg Lake was the trail where a grizz crossed the trail bout 100 yards up. Not far from the trailhead. Large group of hikers had assembled because of this bear and her cubs roaming a meadow blocking the path. My dad made a joke about holding hands and singing Kumbaya. People chuckled and groaned. That may have been the same hike. I'll have to ask him tomorrow.
