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sevenkarmas
Student
- Oct 10, 2022
- 170
I tell myself I'm not afraid to die. And I honestly believe that to be true. I traveled to a well-known national park in the US to CTB this week. I ended up cutting the time there short because I have to delay due to some paperwork that I need to complete. However I actually faced death on two occasions and both times I thought "this is going to hurt really bad".
1. I was staying at a dispersed campsite. A dispersed campsite is public lands that people can camp on, but typically have no resources (no water, no electric). The camp sites were pretty spread out. My nearest neighbor was at least half a mile down the road from me. Signs everywhere tell you to watch out for bears. Don't have open food in your tent/car as it attracts bears. These are grizzly and black bears. Black bears will attack humans, but are typically not aggressive unless provoked. Grizzlies on the other hand are pissed off at the world and will rip the doors off of your car just to kill you.
I'm laying on my mattress in my vehicle when I hear it. It keeps rubbing up against the car and sniffing and chuffing. I can hear it trying to smell inside the cracked window. I used the car alarm to try to scare it off, and it would leave momentarily, but then come back after a few minutes. The whole time I'm thinking how awful it is that I'm going to get eaten by a bear. Once I scared it off again, I climbed over the seats into the driver seat with no socks, shoes, shirt or pants on and drove out as fast as I could.
2. I drove 15 hours the following day to get home. I was 30 minutes from my house when a kid in a Dodge Charger came off the on ramp doing 80 miles per hour and crossed three lanes of traffic, forcing me off of the interstate. I was driving 80 miles per hour (it's 75 on this road). Again, all I could think of is that it was going to hurt if he clipped me or I rolled the vehicle. I regained control and was able to get back on the highway.
SI is real. I could have checked out and been already over.
1. I was staying at a dispersed campsite. A dispersed campsite is public lands that people can camp on, but typically have no resources (no water, no electric). The camp sites were pretty spread out. My nearest neighbor was at least half a mile down the road from me. Signs everywhere tell you to watch out for bears. Don't have open food in your tent/car as it attracts bears. These are grizzly and black bears. Black bears will attack humans, but are typically not aggressive unless provoked. Grizzlies on the other hand are pissed off at the world and will rip the doors off of your car just to kill you.
I'm laying on my mattress in my vehicle when I hear it. It keeps rubbing up against the car and sniffing and chuffing. I can hear it trying to smell inside the cracked window. I used the car alarm to try to scare it off, and it would leave momentarily, but then come back after a few minutes. The whole time I'm thinking how awful it is that I'm going to get eaten by a bear. Once I scared it off again, I climbed over the seats into the driver seat with no socks, shoes, shirt or pants on and drove out as fast as I could.
2. I drove 15 hours the following day to get home. I was 30 minutes from my house when a kid in a Dodge Charger came off the on ramp doing 80 miles per hour and crossed three lanes of traffic, forcing me off of the interstate. I was driving 80 miles per hour (it's 75 on this road). Again, all I could think of is that it was going to hurt if he clipped me or I rolled the vehicle. I regained control and was able to get back on the highway.
SI is real. I could have checked out and been already over.