Is this lack of concern due to the distinct dis-similarity between swampfoxes and black bears, or are bear hunters a more refined, higher class variety of the gun-bristling, pick-em-up-truck-driving slice of humanity in the greater Laramie area that tend to be sober enough to immediately recognize the difference between these two woodland creatures?
Or were you wearing your "I'm not a black bear" vest, so you felt perfectly safe?
Or are there just no bears to be found in those parts?
I don't know how much I should rely on it, but while folks have accused me of many things, so far nobody has ever accused me of looking like a bear. Plus, I don't grunt or eat grubs.
All of that is perhaps partially--or even wholly--offset by the fact that I am partial to honey.
Don't wear your cow suit or you could get mistaken for a bear.