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This grizzly was hit by a Harley on Lolo Pass. This is the pass between Lolo , MT and Kooskia , ID . Look at the claws on that sucker!

 

The biker made it thru after three days in the hospital! The hog's a wreck!

 

Lessons learned :

Don't go Bear Hunting with a Harley, they don't last but one hunt!!!!!!!!!!

Why did the rider go to the expense of getting a license (driving) when you can hunt them with a gun?

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Lucky for that guy the bike did the job, imagine laying in the ditch sorting out your own injuries and along comes the pissed bear that knocked you off the road. I put a couple of those high pitched noise contraptions just ahead of the mirrors on the lemans fairing and I did notice a marked change in animal behavoir beside the road. Browns, blacks and other 4 legged things with horns and 1 moose, about 25 animals large enough to dismount me if for some reason I couldnt avoid them, raised their heads then booked into the sidebrush, not one crossed the road in front of me. after a few months I didnt see this happening anymore, I think the things wear out pretty quickly 15-20000K. Just put on another set 10$ at Canadian Tire. these things work in pairs one for the right and one for the left. You cant hear the frequencies they transmit, but as I spend a lot of time on 2 laners in BC, Wash, Ore, Cali and Idaho, I consider them a necessary addition to touring.

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This grizzly was hit by a Harley on Lolo Pass. This is the pass between Lolo , MT and Kooskia , ID . Look at the claws on that sucker!

 

The biker made it thru after three days in the hospital! The hog's a wreck!

 

Lessons learned :

Don't go Bear Hunting with a Harley, they don't last but one hunt!!!!!!!!!!

Why did the rider go to the expense of getting a license (driving) when you can hunt them with a gun?

 

That bear was just dying for a pedicure! :lol:

 

[sorry, couldn't resist... I just spent my lunch hour reading an old Far Side compendium. ;)]

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Hey st. augustine, Not sure where you saw the story, but I got it from my Aunt about two monthes or more ago. The attached copy said a pack of wolves chased that bear out in front of a semi truck. I'd much rather go huntin' that way. Even more expensive, but much more reliable! Damn shame either way. What a damn fine, scary, frikken' example of a genuine beast, uh?

P.S. LOVE the RS

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Hey st. augustine, Not sure where you saw the story, but I got it from my Aunt about two monthes or more ago. The attached copy said a pack of wolves chased that bear out in front of a semi truck. I'd much rather go huntin' that way. Even more expensive, but much more reliable! Damn shame either way. What a damn fine, scary, frikken' example of a genuine beast, uh?

P.S. LOVE the RS

 

I am so darn happy the bear made it ...... :D

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  • 2 weeks later...

Ouch.

 

I just rode the Ballabio over Lolo pass a little over a month ago. That is one amazing road. Highly recommended :bike: , except for the bear part.

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I rode Lolo Pass last Saturday May16th. Warm sunny weather, lots of dear garzing on the side of the road in the morning.

I did an Iron Butt Run 5 yrs ago, and part of the tour was Lolo Pass, at about 9:30pm, frickin' scarey, the amount of animals. Many close calls!

Steve

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It was a bright sunny afternoon with a fresh breeze blowing from the northeast. The small sloop was making a series of very short tacking maneuvers as it made its way gingerly up the narrow channel.

 

The forest marched down the steep rocky hillsides to abruptly meet the sea below on both shores. The tiny but sturdy craft was tossed precariously by the rip tides created in the close waterway. The sole occupant reset her grip on the tiller and brought the sloop around in yet another tack headed toward a little niche in the eastern shoreline. She was kneeling in the boat's compact

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When she was about eighty yards from the shoreline she abruptly swung the boat head to the wind bringing it to an almost dead stop in the water. After loosing the sheets on both her jib and mainsails, she quickly scrambled to the bow and let her anchor line out till she felt the anchor touch bottom. She then expertly continued to pay out enough of the line to properly set the anchor, allowing for both safe swinging room as the wind might shift and the expected change of depth as the tides came and went.

 

She had been so occupied with the Business of sailing her small sloop, that she had not noticed that she had an audience.

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When the sloop was secured to her satisfaction, Katherine went below and put a tiny kettle on the single burner in the diminutive galley. As she waited for the water to boil, she pulled a thick dog-eared ring binder out of a wow gold shelf to the left of the companionway and opened it to the last entry. This book served a dual purpose as a ship's log and personal journal. She noted her time of arrival and location of the tiny sheltered anchorage, the weather which was close to perfection for a sailor and a personal note that this seemed a great spot in which to write and create.

 

Frickin' wacko!!

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It was a bright sunny afternoon ..snip...this seemed a great spot in which to write and create.

 

Haven't seen this type of spam before. Tis spam though.

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Strange but no ones been insulted yet. . . :rolleyes:

The usual suspects havent slouched their way in yet. Give 'em another coupla hours. ^_^

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