Mountain Lines
by Nelson Haas
THE TREE-WALKER BEAR
Last year I cut his track about three-quarters of a mile from the house along a thick laurel patch. I was just out for a little exercise but I had my license and was packing a large bore handgun and it was the second day of bear season.
I got on the track, which led into the laurel, of course. A bear track, if anything, is plenty of exercise and within a hundred yards I was soaked.