I leaped from my rig, yelling and scared the grizzly into a gallop. The bear turned and dashed straight towards the fishermen who were portaging a red canoe over their heads and didn’t have a clue of the situation. Running and leaping over bushes, I screamed at the top of my lungs.
“Bear, bear! Get out your bear spray!”
“Bear, bear! Get out your bear spray!”
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