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eraly escorted out of the forest. When it happened I was about a mile from my vehicle and after the initial chest slapping res The first time the response was frightening but pretty benighn The chest slapping tantrum in the woodline out of my sight. The second time started like that, but right after it happened it started raining and I wanted to get back to my truck which was about a mile away. It did not follow me on the trail, but cut through the woods and showed up nearly when I did at my truck. I was putting my gear away in the truck and decided to set the recorder on the dashboard for a while where it was out of the rain. I heard a thudding commotion and heard a huffing bluff charge towards the truck. Again I did not see it but managed to record it. Of course the skeptics here, ascribed that to a ruffled grouse flying right at me. I have experienced grouse encounters several times and could really tell the difference in frequency variation of the beats. A grouse thumping starts very slowly and gradually increases. This was fast at onset. Why a grouse would fly directly at me standing next to my truck is also strange. Nothing I was doing would have spooked it and caused it to fly and if it did fly, it would not have flown directly at me. Anyway I was there and it was different than a grouse. It scared me enough that I would not go back there alone.

I can't believe some people actually prefer Pepsi over Coke! I bet it's the same people who prefer pan pizza... Frieks!

While I'm not so sure just how close I'd want to get to one or more, as a life long musician, born to make noise, i d love to interact with them sonically, through progressive mimicry, with increasingly complex sequences of sounds. I'm not sure about a percussive side, as I don't know to what degree meaning is transmitted through their various patterns of wood knocks, and like call blasting, "if you dont know what you're saying....don't yell it!". But I've always dreamed of an " odd noises in chains" sorta interaction. As was said earlier, running into a big male in relatively close quarters would freak me the F@#k out. I had a scary incident as zookeeper with a very quiet and very sneaky big ass polar bear, where I turned around with my face about 1' from its white bear belly, with a chain link fence inbetween, but at that proximity, my brain wasn't seeing the fence, my primal self saw fur. I looked STRAIGHT up to see the front half of the bear with its paws in a "hands up" position on the top of the fence, as it looked down at me with a "if it weren't for this fence, little monkey..." ( Ok, in hindsight it might have just been "Gotcha! You should see yer face, pinky!" )I just about fell over dead right there! but if it were a graduated approach that didn't seem rife with hostility, I could see getting fairly close to a smaller to mid sized sasquatch, if my legs still worked......and they made neat noises!