Despite running out of sausages, the bear continued to follow Len. Odd as it might seem, I believe both Len and the bear were grateful for each others company. You might even say they were becoming friends. It’s hard not to be Len’s frie...
At length Len slowly approached the bear and gently picked up his axe. I don’t speak bear, but it certainly seemed to take a somewhat warm interest in Len. Len decided to make a gesture of thanks toward the bear for returning his axe, as...
In certain circumstances, you have no choice but to enjoy bad circumstances. Len reasoned there would be no out-running the bear, so might as well try and go out with a good pipe in hand. Perhaps the bear enjoyed tobacco smoke, or maybe ...
Here’s what old Len saw. There would be no talking his way out of this scrape. Hardly moving, Len peered around the stump for a better look. The bear crouched, staring back…waiting. Len’s time as a fire-watch had well prepared him for wa...
What can I say? I appears that the “avoid” strategy wasn’t looking to pan out. The creature approached. Len made no sound as he tried to catch a glimpse of the beast’s reflection with his knife…
Claws: check.
Size: I’d venture large, t...
It could be easy to misinterpret what you see here as “fleeing in terror,” this is merely an old survival bush trick Len picked up along one of his many adventures. If there is one thing any good outdoorsman knows: better to fall back an...
One particularly calm day, Len came across a cave while out gathering wood for his evening campfire. Len raised his trusty lantern and peered cautiously into the opening.
A thing peered back...
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