Ready for bear. Literally. My daughter and DIL were coming home from my oldest daughter's birthday celebration at Medieval Times Saturday night, and they almost ran into a bear that wouldn't move off the road. It wasn't huge, but it wasn't small either, and it was less than half a kilometer from our driveway. Been working in the woods, cleaning up some downed branches in the section I've cleared and groomed, and heard a cracking noise fairly close. Went (walked very quickly) back to the house I got my airhorn. Don't need a big critter with big claws sneaking up on me.