I'm lucky enough to be in Italy for a few months in the Alto Adige region. Just doing some local rides and it's pretty awesome if a little full on (how people start mountain biking here I don't know since you're pretty much in to ridiculously steep rocky terrain right from the off).
Anyway, today I was doing a loop that took me up into the higher forests with the highest point being at around 800m. I stopped at the top of the climb to eat my nutella peanut butter jam sandwich (don't judge me) before tackling the descent.
About halfway through my sandwich I looked back the way I had come and saw a wolf strolling across the trail. It saw me at about the same time I saw him/her and it broke into a sprint and disappeared into the woods
I didn't even really have time to be surprised by this encounter before my brain decided to recall this headline:
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2023/apr/07/bear-kills-jogger-on-woodland-path-in-northern-italy
If a wolf is completely unaware I'm here is there any reason a bear would know I'm here?
Suddenly, I was desperately planning what to do if a bear appeared. My first thought was that I would throw it my sandwich since bears liked peanut butter. Then I remembered it was actually honey sandwiches bears liked. Then I realised I was thinking about Winnie the ****ing Pooh.
I was trying desperately to recall what I'd been told about bears while finishing my sandwich as quickly as possible. Luckily I managed to avoid choking to death but only just.
Anyway, I got on my way again and thankfully the trail quickly took care of any thoughts I might be having about bears because I knew three were rocks and roots but I couldn't see them because the trail was still covered in leaves. And catching a stray rock or root would have led to a fairly long uninterrupted tumble down the side of the mountain so at least it was nice to have an old familiar fear replace this new fear.
Anyway, after extensive googling it seems like there are only a few young male bears in Alto Adige as opposed to Trentino where all the females with the cubs are. I really don't fancy having an encounter like this anytime soon:
Still, seeing a wolf less that 15m away was pretty cool.
I think you will find it is marmalade sandwiches that bears like, they keep them safe under their hats.
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It can get quite spooky round here riding or running through the forests at night, I just hope it is wild boars that I occasionally hear crashing through the undergrowth, one night when I was emerging into a clearing I just suddenly had about a dozen pairs of eyes staring at me, I couldn't see what they were just the eyes reflecting my light, they then turned and scarpered, it was just deer but for a second I had a bit of panic.
I was preparing a BBQ for guests in Whistler and word came in that there was a bear in the driveway across the road , luckily it's sense of smell was a bit rubbish because he didn't come and join us . .Might have been the same one that sat watching me hanging washing out previously.
Just remembered I went for a ride with a bunch of guides in Squamish and I was hanging! The leader was talking to another group coming out way , they'd seen Cougar poo just up the trail , what did we do ? Kept riding towards the poo ! I'd read about Cougars stalking prey and taking out the weaker ones , did nothing for my nerves !
About halfway through my sandwich I looked back the way I had come and saw a wolf strolling across the trail. It saw me at about the same time I saw him/her and it broke into a sprint and disappeared into the woods
Yeah the wolves that have survived centuries of persecution have a very deeply ingrained instinctive fear of humans. I don't think they will ever come close to humans.
As far as bears are concerned the risk they pose to MTB cyclists must surely bearly register compared to the other risks MTB cyclists face :
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While specific data on mountain bike deaths per year are scarce, there was a recent study focusing on the Austrian Alps over a 16 year period recorded 97 fatalities among recreational mountain bikers.
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The majority (55%) died of non-traumatic cardiovascular causes mainly while uphill riding. 41% died due to traumatic events while riding downhill.
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Combined with the number of total accidents, the mortality index for MTB is 1.34 (out of 1.000 accidents = 0.13%).
So if you want to minimise the risks cycle downhill rather than uphillÂ
Edit : Blimey I have just realised that's one MTB death every couple of months in the Austrian Alps!
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@Brucewee that's a cool kid 💪
A while back now mtbing in Whistler and riding the huge berms just before the bottom of the Garbanzo (spelling) chairlift sat a black bear at the bottom of the berm just watching one mtber after another railing round the top of the berm.Â
Later that day we got on the chairlift and saw another bear sat at the exit of one of the big table tops, everyone ahead of us was screaming at the mtber entering the tabletop, he cleaned it, how he missed the bear I've no idea to this day.
they'd seen Cougar poo just up the trail
I'd be asking for the eye bleach.
"You are now entering bear country" signs in Canada always scared the crap out of me.
nutella peanut butter jam sandwich (don't judge me)
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I think you will find it is marmalade sandwiches that bears like, they keep them safe under their hats.
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We had our honeymoon in the Rockies many years ago. Walking guides were keen to tell us that a cougar had killed a hiker near Banff a couple of months before we were there. If I needed a wild wee I did no go far from the path.
A rare and privileged encounter! I’d be telling that story for years to come.
Yes, lucky, lucky you. We're heading to a wedding in Naples in May and I've booked us a few days in Abruzzo to hike, but I am under no allusion the likelihood of seeing a marsican bear or appenine wolf is vanishing small.
Just make sure you go riding with someone slower than you.
Didnt help that the Brad Treat incident (the link is worth a read, literally rode into a grizzly round a corner descending singletrack & OTB'd and the bear mauled him) happened just before I went, and that was enough for another regular STW forumer to understandably bail. Bears create an emotional response which is beyond reason.
Luckily bumped into and rode for a week with a PHD Bear specialist zoologist for a week (which was nice) and she taught me loads and said basically make like a one man band, lots of noise etc. As said, years of conditioning means they want to avoid people. Also not to worry about Black bears as non apex unlike Brown/Grizzlys. Saw Wolves, Coyote (an evening watching a familly playing from a campsite in Colorado amongst others), a Cougar (not him, that Cougar!), a few Moose, plenty of Rattlers but sadly and thankfully no bears.Â
I nearly rode into a bear with hot_fiat in Whistler in 1995.
Edge of town just round a corner while we were heading down a back lane. We got a shock. The bear got a shock. Luckily the bear went one way and we ran back up the hill with our bikes.
Bears are big; that’s my only takeaway from the experience!Â
If you are firm, but fair, they will respect you.
If you are firm, but fair, they will respect you
Pretty sure in the longer version the bear gives him a clip just to remind him who's boss
Whatever you do, then, don't listen to this:
https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/storytime-with-seth-rogen/id1583325095
Or this:
https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p0g8cjmj?partner=uk.co.bbc&origin=share-mobile
Or, God forbid, this:
https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p0hvnw7p?partner=uk.co.bbc&origin=share-mobile
Bears, lions and mountain bikes aren't a great mix.
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Seeing a wolf in the wild is so lucky, wow.
I saw a few bears along the Tour Divide route, all at least 75-100yds ahead of me just crossing the trail or road. One with cubs. Had a bear bell on the bike to try to avoid suprising one on a less open section of trail.Â
I didn't take a tent partly because the idea of being enclosed while hearing something in the woods nearby was too scary. I used a tarp instead and was genuinely scared one night when I woke up and heard what turned out to be something smaller like a fox (coyote? dunno). I had to shine a headtorch at it to see how far the eyes were above the ground. It ran off and that was it, I was well awake, packed up and started pedalling to make the most of the adrenaline boost.
Another time there were some eyes on the trail lit up at night and I convinced myself that a raccoon was maybe actually a bear cub, I couldn't go ahead anywhere near it it until it was long gone and I knew there wasn't anything else with it.Â
Plenty of people told me they camped in the woods in BC and Montana all the time as kids so before setting off I thought it would be ok - car traffic was a greater risk. Watched plenty of films about what to do or what not to do as well as knew I'd be terrified should I end up having to try to stand my ground with some little bear banger firework or spray as defence. That first week of bivies alone in bear country was both a racing time advantage and one of the more life-affirming things I've done. Something about knowing you're not the scariest thing in the woods, very different to my usual bivvies in Europe.Â
I agree. Knowing there is a tiny but real risk of a bear attack stops me getting a good night's sleep. I have camped or bivvied around 200 nights all over the US but the few times alone in the woods in Montana were the only times I was a bit worried. I recall that a tent is supposed to be better than a bivvy as it is a barrier. Who knows though? This guy has a nasty one camped in a tent with a dog. A bear stomping around outside his tent for an hour.
"At 1:30 AM I was awoken suddenly. I looked at my clock and wondered why I was wide awake. Squirrel was on alert. We soon heard a loud snort, an animal completely clearing it's lungs of air. I could tell it was at the top of the pit behind the tent, but I did not know what it was. I have heard deer make this sound before, just not this loud. Another loud snort and i could hear rocks falling down the pit and then the animal making its way down. I was still thinking this might be a moose until it was 10 feet from the tent, snorted, and gave two quick "woofs". Now I was scared! I gave my bear spray away to Stan and Sally thinking I would be OK the rest of the trip. The bear then charged the tent , came within a few feet and stopped. It continued to circle the tent and expel the air from its lungs. Eventually it wandered off, but I could still hear it snorting. Then it would run back and "woof". This went on for a good hour before it left. Needless to say Squirrel and I did not sleep the rest of the night"
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Saw plenty of bears when I was in Whistler, almost rode into one on a bit of singletrack. Never felt threatened by them, they usually just look at you then walk away or carry on whatever they're doing. We did see a huge one with a couple of cubs on the trail whilst making our way up the garbo lift though so decided to take a different route for that run!
I was more concerned about the "cougar spotted" warning signs up everywhere.
I recall that a tent is supposed to be better than a bivvy as it is a barrier.
Not heard that before .. "now they tell me.." : )
Just remembered I went for a ride with a bunch of guides in Squamish and I was hanging! The leader was talking to another group coming out way , they'd seen Cougar poo just up the trail , what did we do ? Kept riding towards the poo ! I'd read about Cougars stalking prey and taking out the weaker ones , did nothing for my nerves !
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No fit healthy MTBer should ever underestimate the danger of an encounter with a horny middleaged woman.
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No fit healthy MTBer should ever underestimate the danger of an encounter with a horny middleaged woman.
Especially if she's shitting on the trail!
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I have a friend who lives in a wooded area high above Trento. One of his pals got attacked by a bear whilst out for a run, he received life changing injuries. Another pal was chased by a bear on a mtb ride and only escaped by riding off downhill at full pelt. Both attacks were by male bears, it seems that in the mating season males are spoiling for a fight, it's not just mothers with cubs. There's probably a fair bit of wishful thinking among the folk who pushed through the reintroduction of black bears to northern Italy.
We had our honeymoon in Whistler. It was a late snow melt so loads of bears were in town and on the golf courses as they were hungry.Â
We were with a guide who was giving us some skills coaching at a drop off and had suggested we put our bags to one side.
Turn around to see a black bear ambling up and start taking my bag. It seemed harmless until I remembered that my passport was in the bag as ID as we'd decided to hire some bigger bikes that day.
At that point I had to wrestle with the 'give them plenty of space, do not approach' advice, and the obvious solution of chasing it off. Thankfully I chose the latter and it scarpered!
Waiting to receive a resupply by helicopter in Africa, one of my colleagues said he saw a bush move. We told him he was being a fanny.
We had some humble pie that went nicely with our water and rations that day. This magnificent creature wandered through the HLS after the resupply. Â