The tree was only six inches thick where I was and as I climbed higher it started to bend over ominously. I swear I saw that bear smile. I managed to grab another tree close by and straddled the two. The bear shook the tree and almost addled my brains. I hung on for grim death.
Bears are incredibly strong.
I saw the bear rip open my pack sack and scatter the contents. Over the next 2 hours I hung in there with my head spinning and my legs cramping up. Every 2 minutes the bear would try to climb the tree and send a chill up my spine. The sun was filtering softly through the trees and the afternoon was wearing on. I got drowsy, slid off and broke a branch with my foot.