Bear

I was walking back toward my truck behind a tall fellow. We spotted a young black bear on its hind legs trying to figure out how to open a Cap-It canopy on a truck similar to mine.

My bear spray of course was at home. The tall fellow said he had hunted bear, and said this was a "teenager" . He spoke loudly to the bear - the kind of stuff you would say to a teenager, and chased him down the bank behind for about 100metres. We didn't see it again.

The truck owners have photos of the paw prints, but no scratches.