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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Bear crack climbing
Got this from a friend. How would you like to see that either as the belayer or the climber? Hoo boy. And apparently the bear was all paws in the crack, as you should when crack climbing. I'd crap in my pants.
Well, assuming I could climb faster than the bear, probably the climber. Besides, if the bear fell, the belayer would have one pissed off bear to deal with.
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5 comments:
Well, assuming I could climb faster than the bear, probably the climber. Besides, if the bear fell, the belayer would have one pissed off bear to deal with.
Whoa, what a sight! I mean, you know I love the bears...but from a real, real respectful distance.
UH oh.
No way....
Beautiful bear, but....yikes! I respect their space.
I don't think I'd want to run into that. Bears in the wild are pretty scary.
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