Being Chased and Killed by a Bear

I’m an urban person. There are lots of scary things that happen on city streets, from muggers to overly aggressive panhandlers to crossing streets in the midst of surging traffic to inadvertently interrupting a drug buy, but those dangers are familiar to me and I know how to handle or avoid most of them. The one and only time I went camping, that since moving to Seattle, I was terrified in the night by the sound of something sniffing outside my tent. I thought it was a mountain lion. It was probably a squirrel.

But the idea of being chased and killed by a bear during a mountain race, and having the time and presence of mind to text and say this was happening to you, sounds utterly terrifying to me. The young man was 16, and he didn’t do anything wrong. He was simply in the wrong place, at the wrong time, and encountered the wrong bear.

Give me my city streets any time.

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