" if its brown get down, if its black attack, if its white goodnight"
Polar bears love when you fight back too! They don't mind playing with their meal LMAO
"You're stuffed" seems like a very polite way of saying "you're fu***d".
“Jamie pull up that clip of me fighting a bear”
“You just gotta pray it doesn’t happen really”, is the best thing he said in the video. You are not winning a fight with a bear even if your muscles have muscles. It’s either you’ll survive because of a miracle, or it’s lights out!
Grandpa used to work radio on Jan Mayen and many of the islands north of Norway. Islands towards the north pole where polar bears operate. (We're Norwegian). He has pictures only 20 meters or less with polar bears. They carried rifles, but never used them as just charging would often be enough! In many cases running at them with timer or wood would work wonders, though your rifle was ALWAYS on your back no matter what. They were like 4 - 5 guys max, and during winter wouldnt see people for 4+ months. He gave me nightmares when he said that the polar bears at night would peel hundreds of kilos of timber and wood (houses or huts walls) right off the foundation like they were toothpicks! He has so many good photographs from 60 - 80 maybe, of polar bears! It's fun to think about, nobody else in the world has those pictures, and those bears are long gone by now! They are not digital. I'll ask him if I can inherit them!
Ooof I’m working on getting over some bear related trauma from 20 years ago. This video popped up. I was in Alaska, late summer, and I used to say I was attacked by a grizzly bear, but in truth, had I been attacked I’d be dead. I was merely…injured by a grizzly bear during an encounter that was due to a lack of situational awareness. We were camping, had been very very careful until the morning of the tenth day when I sleepily wandered to go potty and brush my teeth early in the morning without any precautions. I basically slammed into a momma bear and her cubs as my eyes weren’t really adjusted. She was NOT happy, I had nothing, so I had no time to think and used instincts. I went face down into a sort of fetal position or like a pillbug, covered my neck and head and let her do her thing. She shifted me around a bit, lots of sniffing and snorting, I can still smell and feel her breath. Her face fur snelled like death, I reckon there was clotted blood and fish stuck in it? Her breath was hot and her mass was significantly more than I would’ve thought having observed them at a distance before. It’s like seeing pictures of a draft horse then standing next to one, very different feelings as far as gravitational pull. She was massive and I just waited it out. I made no movements, no sound, nothing, in my head I was a goner, she pawed at me a bit, and I kept thinking any moment she’s gonna flip me and kill me. But she didn’t. She left. I was frozen in terror. It felt like hours but I think it was all over and done in 90-120 seconds? I was hurt, I do have some scars, and I had to go to the hospital and receive antibiotics for the lacerations. Doctors all agreed, had she wanted to hurt me I’d be dead. So now, I really just try to avoid bears. I made the mistake of watching grizzly man and had a very long and drawn out panic attack at the theater. It was packed and I just had my eyes and ears closed for most of it. I couldn’t even get up, there were people packed around me and I didn’t want to disturb them and choking that scream back was hell. There are black bears in my area, and I really do everything I can to avoid confrontation but I know they’re much easier to deter and less likely to want to get involved with us. The polar bear at the zoo had babies and I had to leave. I kept thinking I’d be fine because it’s a white bear, but the exhibit had them OVER us, so she was looking down with her cubs and I was hightailing it. Thank you for this video and reminding me to stay away!!
I grew up in polar bear country. A bear attack survivor came to our school and showed us pictures of the aftermath, as well as the surgery that stabled him back together. I still have nightmares about it.
Received loud and clear here in Yorkshire 🇬🇧
The basic rule of thumb about bears is that you never want to see a bear when there's snow on the ground. If there's snow on the ground, they're hungry enough to eat you.
It's scary how more frequently starving Pola Bears are drifting here on a chunk of ice from Greenland. I'm Icelandic and researchers say it's because of global warming. Since pola bears have to cross large stretches of water frequently for food, floating on a chunk of iceberg is often the only way for them to travel. I will never forget the stories my great grandfather told me about these huge and starving pola bears showing up in his home farm on the north-east coast. He was only 12 years old in 1918 and that year is famously known for being the coldest winter in people's memory. It's also famous because 27 pola bears drifted and entered his farm's coastline that year. The panic and fear that gripped the farm and near villages was unimaginable. Usually it was the fishermen who spotted them and ran home to warn people. Sometimes it was the children playing near the sea's coastline who ran petrified home to warn people. Couple of times it was my grandfather's turn to spot them. To him the scariest part was how hard it was to spot them soon enough on the floating ice since they blended with the snowy covered ice and it wasn't until the pola bear started to swim to land that he spotted them first. When he told me about his times I always saw him change in composure. How serious he became, at that point it was like he was re- witnessing it. How hard it became to run in the snowy hills to the farm, like you needed a double effort just to run because the snow and the mossy grass would sink your feet. He said the best change he had lived to see in life was to be able to keep your feet dry every day. That was the reason his father died young from a pneumonia. It had become a frightening ritual for everyone to rush to the safety of their homes, sometimes hiding at a neighbours farm. The farm homes were not in best condition in 1918 and people had no guns like today when a pola bear is spotted. In most cases the farm homes did thankfully stay almost intact. The hardest part, he told me, was for everyone to be super quiet and calm while the bear strolled through, clearly on a hunt for something he smelled. He said that this winter the people understood how much stronger the place the sheep were based in had to be since the pola bear would always end up eating one or two. But not too strong because you wouldn't want the bear to go for the humans. They also learned to keep every food indoors because it was attracting their amazing sense of smell. I've always been fascinated with these animals ever since. Beautiful but deadly animal that you definitatly don't wan't to encounter. 🐻❄️🐻❄️🐻❄️
The best way is to always travel with someone who is slower than you.
Basically depending on the encounter you need one of 3 sticks. Black bear, big stick. Brown bear, be a stick. Polar bear, boom stick.
I love his slang. I could listen to that for hours.
Basically carry a big ass gun if your going near bears 😂
I remember a news piece when I was a kid that talked about 2 hunters tracking a bear. The brown or grizzly bear "back tracked" on them and surprised them from behind. One man ran, the other "played dead." The bear used the "dead" guy as a toy crushing almost every bone in his body. He survived.
I’ve never been attacked by any of those three types of bear! 🐻 keeping out of their habitats helps!
So he’s basically saying it doesn’t matter what you do you’re screwed either way? Weirdly comforting
It is very, very rare for a black bear to ever want to harm a human. I run into them all the time and I mostly see their butts as they run away when they hear me approach. Best advice is to look bigger and make noise (not screaming, just talk really loud).
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