Bear races car

Nanuq907

This teenager was just out for a morning jog. Bears are FAST.

https://www.ktuu.com/content/news/Grizzly-bear-races-car-down-South-Anchorage-road-492545321.html

Grasshopper

Think he would have got me. I bet if some people were around those vehicles, pizz ran down their pants if they saw him coming full speed.

nmyers

Alaska seems to attract stupid tourists.  In Denali, I saw several tourists leave their cars in order to get close enough to bears for a memorable photo.  This, despite numerous warnings.

And, you don't want to leave food in your car when in bear country; an adult bear can easily rip a car door off your car with it's claws.

Neal

SCOUT5

Cool, thanks for posting.

Butchdog2

We got a local bear that can open unlocked doors. He has learned to pull on the door handles.

84 be careful but there was car parked in  Linville with Taco Bell essence inside, bear ripped the door open and destroyed the inside of the car

kimi

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Butchdog2

Live near a bear refuge, hounds jump bears and then bears head to the refuge, hunters will have to drive about 10 miles to retrieve their dogs in adjoining state. Bears are fast and great distance runners.

allen griggs

I knew a guy up in Manson Creek British Columbia, Larry Erickson.  Larry was a big game guide.  He got paid money to help people shoot grizzly.  Of course they always set out on the hunts on horse back.
Larry said a grizzly could outrun a horse in a 100 yard dash.

Nanuq907

bustedknee

Pizza delivery car destroyed by black bear in Juneau

https://www.ktuu.com/2020/08/08/pizza-delivery-car-destroyed-by-black-bear-in-juneau/

I said "black bear".  I apologize to anyone that was offended.

Toolman286

Interesting how high the mail box is.

Nanuq907

“It's well-known that I can reach speeds of up to 35 mph; some scientists think I can even go faster than that. What's less known is that I also have incredible endurance: On multiple occasions, scientists in Yellowstone have clocked grizzlies running 25-28 mph over a distance of two miles, and according to observers, I wasn't even breaking a sweat. I was moving at a "rolling lope."

-Backpacker magazine

Nanuq907

I drive a ‘63 Land Rover and take the top off in summer, the doors come about up to my elbows. One morning I came down the mountain heading for work, got onto the paved road, turned right and started accelerating around the long bend into the rising sun. Motion to the left caught my eye, I glanced over and a huge brown bear leapt up to his feet and in 2 strides was matching my speed. He was on the far side of the road in the grass just off the shoulder. “Oh crap” I thought and I floored it to get away. cough Land Rover, there is no getting away. I had my foot down and she was giving it everything she had, which was nowhere near enough. He glanced over and started coming up onto the pavement, not even breathing hard. I couldn’t stop and turn back, and I sure as heck couldn’t get away from him, and his head was as high as my elbow and he was coming closer. I must have looked like a TV dinner in that alloy Rover. I kept my foot down, the speedometer maintained its leisurely sweep toward 30, and the bear moved closer with each stride. I could hear him breathing, he glanced at me one last time, then abruptly turned toward me, my heart stopped, and he let the Rover go past, then he ran across to the right shoulder and slowed, and went up into the alders.

Good thing I was wearing brown trousers that day.