Spray all the way for bears, now wolves on the other hand...
Few years ago I was traveling along the northern Montana/Idaho border. Got to about midday and found a nice camp site next to a creek to setup the tent and whatnot. Thought to myself 'oh yeah, bears' and clipped the spray onto my belt.
At a little before dusk I was playing ball with Skete, my dog, in the creek when he suddenly dropped the ball and ran back to the truck. He is ball obsessive and only quits when you take it away. I stood there a minute and then saw a shadow streak across the ridge above the creek. I knew what it was right away and it really didn't phase me right then.
Walked back the the truck where Skete was sitting ears back, scanning the woods line. I told him to chill out and made us some dinner. Skete took some time to eat, looking up after every bite, which again was unusual.
Wasn't going to have a fire that night cause of burn restrictions and it got dark fast. As soon as the sun jump behind the mountains Skete was not happy with the situation at all. He made me rethink the spray on my belt and I swapped it for the Smith and Wesson along with pulling the Mossberg from its scabbard under the seat.
Skete never left camp that evening, just sat quietly next to the truck.
Then came bed time. I looked long and hard at my extra comfortable mattress spread out in the tent and decided to sleep in the cramped truck instead. Middle of the night Skete bellows out the window and is immediately met with yips and snarls from all sides.
I freaked as he was pretty much ready to jump out the window and get it on. Reach forward and threw on the lights to see FIVE big *** grays pacing back and forth in front of me. Started yelling, so did Skete, and it did not good. They just wee circling us. I grabbed my pistol and fired a couple rounds in the air and those rough looking killers just jumped around alittle. What the hell I thought! So I climbed into te front seat, started the truck, and drove off. It was like 30 miles or so and I pulled over to try and get some more sleep. Rolled around abit till sun up then had to drive back to get my tent.
When we got back there Skete inspected the area, then was his normal self so I figured they had moved on.
I just could not believe how bold those wolves were when I fired shots. The cats, bears and coyotes have all ran, but not these guys. Scary but glad Skete didn't try and go after them. He has taken on lone yotes be for but these would have torn him up.
Oh and I don't now if the spray would have worked or not, maybe, but I would Ave had to spray myself into a circle.
Just a scary situation anyway you look at it.