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My neighbour Peter never learnt to read and write until his mid-40s. Then he went back to school after leaving his deeply-loved bush. I would like to share some of his adventures in the bush with you. Hope you will like them too.
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Bears in the sugar bush
I used to cut trails to make a new sugar bush in the reserve at Maniwaki. We worked in the summer time to set up the bush for the maple sugar for next spring.
The next fall I was there again to do some brush cutting. It was about a twenty minute walk through the sugar bush to my patch. The leaves were just turning red and gold and the beech nuts and oak nuts were falling off the trees. The squirrels were busy running back and forth gathering nuts for the winter.
After a few minutes on the trail I heard branches cracking and a loud grunt sound. I stopped in my tracks. There was a big black bear coming down the skidding road towards my trail. That bear was only about 25 feet away. That's close enough when you are alone!
Thin(Then?) I started to backup. I noticed two bear cubs in the valley not far from the mother bear. I knew that meant trouble. They were just grazing and heading towards the sugar bush to nibble on the hoses. They had dried up maple sugar in them. My heart started beating faster and I could feel goose bumps on my arms and hair going up at the back of my neck. I was all alone and that made it even more scary. I backed up real slowly and turning around and walked away looking over my shoulder until I knew it was safe. Then I ran to the truck. The next day when I went back I carried a gun but I never saw my bear again.
My neighbour Peter never learnt to read and write until his mid-40s. Then he went back to school after leaving his deeply-loved bush. I would like to share some of his adventures in the bush with you. Hope you will like them too.
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Bears in the sugar bush
I used to cut trails to make a new sugar bush in the reserve at Maniwaki. We worked in the summer time to set up the bush for the maple sugar for next spring.
The next fall I was there again to do some brush cutting. It was about a twenty minute walk through the sugar bush to my patch. The leaves were just turning red and gold and the beech nuts and oak nuts were falling off the trees. The squirrels were busy running back and forth gathering nuts for the winter.
After a few minutes on the trail I heard branches cracking and a loud grunt sound. I stopped in my tracks. There was a big black bear coming down the skidding road towards my trail. That bear was only about 25 feet away. That's close enough when you are alone!
Thin(Then?) I started to backup. I noticed two bear cubs in the valley not far from the mother bear. I knew that meant trouble. They were just grazing and heading towards the sugar bush to nibble on the hoses. They had dried up maple sugar in them. My heart started beating faster and I could feel goose bumps on my arms and hair going up at the back of my neck. I was all alone and that made it even more scary. I backed up real slowly and turning around and walked away looking over my shoulder until I knew it was safe. Then I ran to the truck. The next day when I went back I carried a gun but I never saw my bear again.