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Originally Posted by Mohawksin
One of these days I’ll learn to quit posting fyi’s for the public.
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Hey Razor Back, All you need to do is learn to be patient with many of the posters here. They spent most of their lives east of the Appalachians, deep in the concrete jungles.[/QUOTE]
Really? I spent 34 years east of the Appalachians, more than half my life, in the forests, far from any concrete jungles, and I’ve had black bears walk around my house peering into windows in the early afternoon when I had a dozen people over for lunch. One climbed a lovely dogwood try to rip down a bird feeder and killed the tree. Another climbed a young peach tree, eight feet high, to pick the ripe peaches and broke off the major limbs. My girlfriend in the woods of New Jersey (yes, there are a LOT of forests there) has a bear go through her yard every couple months, turning over the trash can, breaking the fence, ripping down the bird feeder. My 12 pound papillon chased one this summer and made it run. Her brother has hunted bear in Pennsylvania several times, with a bow. (Never got one.) Eastern Pennsylvania is such good country for bears that they are bigger and nearly always have twins, which is unusual.