From Jim W. Miller Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 3:12 AM (GMT)
I never did understand the whole natural high thing. Did you just imagine the singing or did you really hear it?
From Emily Grossman Posted from 66.230.113.51 on April 25, 2007 at 5:30 AM (GMT)
Every time I run, and most of the time when I'm doing anything at all, I hear music in my head. I hear all the parts, just as though it was actually playing. Sometimes it's annoying. Usually when I run or hike, the music sets itself to an appropriate phrase and loops, kind of like a mantra.
Man, that opera is better than techno.
From Emily Grossman Posted from 66.230.113.51 on April 25, 2007 at 5:41 AM (GMT)
What's in your head?
From Jim W. Miller Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 6:08 AM (GMT)
What's in my head when I'm running? God don't let them catch me, I guess. When I'm still, it's mainly hatred of music teachers.
From Emily Grossman Posted from 66.230.113.51 on April 25, 2007 at 8:17 AM (GMT)
Why are the music teachers after you? What did you do, molest some Paganini? Next time, doctor their Wheaties with Ritalin and they won't catch you.
From Jim W. Miller Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 9:21 AM (GMT)
Something I was wondering seriously is when you're out like that, what happens if you run into one of those big bears? I'd have one of those street sweeper shotguns loaded with slugs or something. I'd ride around on a horse all day and night keeping the bears away and become a folk hero. I'd have a sharp stetson hat and chaps with pants underneath.
From Emily Grossman Posted from 209.193.46.62 on April 25, 2007 at 9:56 AM (GMT)
Part of it is, bears mostly don't want to have anything to do with people, and will steer clear of them. I've only encountered one on a run so far, a young black bear, and he scampered up a tree like a large squirrel.
But every year we read about the latest maulings. Everyone knows to carry protection of some sorts. I try to hike in a group to put the odds in my favor. I'm currently shopping for a revolver, since I sold my Glock to buy my violin last year. Maybe a Taurus, titanium, something light and fail-proof. It would be basically like bear spray with a kick. You wouldn't expect to take one down with a revolver, but a well-placed blow might send them running. I hope never to have to take on a bear. My #1 nightmare is fighting bears. In my dreams, though, I can use my flying powers to escape.
From Jim W. Miller Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 10:58 AM (GMT)
There's this phenomenon where if someone chooses a weapon thinking they likely won't need it, then the weapon they choose may be insufficient if they do need it. In other words, if you knew you were going to fight a bear, you definitely wouldn't choose a pistol as your weapon.
From Emily Grossman Posted from 209.193.46.62 on April 25, 2007 at 6:38 PM (GMT)
The thing is, I do know what it takes to bring down a grizzly. Last year, it took twelve blows with high powered rifles on a 2-year-old that was eating our livestock.
A pistol might do the job point blank. I couldn't carry a rifle and run a trail at the same time, though. If you want to do that, you can be my hiking buddy any time.
From Jim W. Miller Posted from 172.190.57.213 on April 25, 2007 at 7:08 PM (GMT)
I read a story about a former Green Beret who emptied a .357 into a bear's head after after it had chased him up a tree and was coming up after him. It had a minor effect. A real story in a published book, not some goofus on the internet. Bears are notoriously hard to kill. If I was planning to bounce a pistol bullet off his head, I'd be wondering which direction he would run :D
From Emily Grossman Posted from 209.193.46.62 on April 25, 2007 at 7:38 PM (GMT)
I met a man once who killed a grizzly with a knife. Stuck his arm down that grizzly's throat and let him chew on it while he sliced away with his free arm. Afterward, he got that bloody knife framed.
Our mayor was mauled by a grizzly and had to hold his eyeball in his head while he walked over a mile to the nearest road to get help. He had two guns, only the first one jammed and the second got pinned under his arm by the bear. He eventually got it free and unloaded it. The bear ran off and they never found it. The reconstructive surgery was pretty good. You can hardly tell where the toothmarks are.
Our governor announced yesterday that she picked the grizzly to go on our state quarter. The people voted for the dog musher. Oh well.
From Tom Holzman Posted from 72.66.69.103 on April 28, 2007 at 1:41 AM (GMT)
Emily - as I have said before,if you get eaten by a bear we will not forgive you! Be careful out there.
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Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 3:12 AM (GMT)
Posted from 66.230.113.51 on April 25, 2007 at 5:30 AM (GMT)
Man, that opera is better than techno.
Posted from 66.230.113.51 on April 25, 2007 at 5:41 AM (GMT)
Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 6:08 AM (GMT)
Posted from 66.230.113.51 on April 25, 2007 at 8:17 AM (GMT)
Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 9:21 AM (GMT)
Posted from 209.193.46.62 on April 25, 2007 at 9:56 AM (GMT)
But every year we read about the latest maulings. Everyone knows to carry protection of some sorts. I try to hike in a group to put the odds in my favor. I'm currently shopping for a revolver, since I sold my Glock to buy my violin last year. Maybe a Taurus, titanium, something light and fail-proof. It would be basically like bear spray with a kick. You wouldn't expect to take one down with a revolver, but a well-placed blow might send them running. I hope never to have to take on a bear. My #1 nightmare is fighting bears. In my dreams, though, I can use my flying powers to escape.
Posted from 172.145.229.181 on April 25, 2007 at 10:58 AM (GMT)
Posted from 209.193.46.62 on April 25, 2007 at 6:38 PM (GMT)
A pistol might do the job point blank. I couldn't carry a rifle and run a trail at the same time, though. If you want to do that, you can be my hiking buddy any time.
Posted from 172.190.57.213 on April 25, 2007 at 7:08 PM (GMT)
Posted from 209.193.46.62 on April 25, 2007 at 7:38 PM (GMT)
Our mayor was mauled by a grizzly and had to hold his eyeball in his head while he walked over a mile to the nearest road to get help. He had two guns, only the first one jammed and the second got pinned under his arm by the bear. He eventually got it free and unloaded it. The bear ran off and they never found it. The reconstructive surgery was pretty good. You can hardly tell where the toothmarks are.
Our governor announced yesterday that she picked the grizzly to go on our state quarter. The people voted for the dog musher. Oh well.
Posted from 72.66.69.103 on April 28, 2007 at 1:41 AM (GMT)