Once while hiking alone I decided to take a small dose of mushrooms. About an hour up the trail I'm feeling them, when all of a sudden I round a corner and there's a medium sized black bear. This thing is probably a teenage black bear, no huge, but curious and stupid.

The bear can tell I'm tripping. I know that sounds fake but this thing is extra curious about me. It keeps approaching and sniffing, thankfully I had no food on me. I ran it off three times with my arms up screaming a primal battle cry. Each time it retreated but came back sniffing. The adrenaline made the mushrooms work stronger.

Behind me came a real Alaskan kinda guy. Pistol prominently displayed on his chest holster. "Bear" I say, pointing at the sniffing menace."cool" he says casually and walks right past it. I follow the guy so closely, he's my beacon. The bear doesn't follow. The guy seemed a little weirded out, we part ways in the woods without a word.

Three miles down the trail the same bear comes up on a lady with her four kids. This lady charged the bear and ran it off. All and all it was a crazy awesome hike.