Yes, I am scared shitless (excuse my language) of bears. So why is this a problem, you wonder? Well, it is a problem when you love hiking in forests and mountains, because mountains and forests can have bears in them.
Seattle has a lot of mountains and forests, and bears. Not a good combination for me. So, I do not hike very much these days unfortunately. Of course, it is not only because I am scared of bears that I do not hike so much. I do not want to blame everything on the bear now, would I?
I feel like I am acting like a very emotional person who, for instance, would refuse to fly on the Russian “Aeroflot” airline because they consider it unsafe, but can then get on a 50-year-old bus in Nepal that goes up the mountains on steep, winding roads that are so narrow only one and a half cars can meet.
Because how likely is it to be attacked by a bear in the Seattle area? I do not want to bore you with figures, but let’s just say that there are more people killed by dogs and lightening than bears each year. Well, I am not really scared of dogs or lightening, so time to be rational here. I can, of course, be attacked by a bear without dying. Losing an ear or get some severe scratch marks… No, I do not think I would like that. I think I need to nourish my emotional side. Don’t want to lose an ear just yet.
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