i was calling coyotes one night in the mountains and i was scanning my light back and forth when i caught movement off to my side. i looked and here come a large bear as fast as a bear can run, i jumped up and screamed some foul words his way and he stopped at 20 yards, it was a cool dark night and steam was rolling off him as we just stared at each other for what seemed like hours, he never blinked, just stared. well i was starting to feel a little uneasy so i shot in the air and quickly chambered another round, the bear turned and run away. my hunting was over for the night, this happened 15 years ago and to this day on some nights i get spooked real easy and go home, once in awhile my son goes with me and you ought to hear him bitch because dad always places him near the thick stuff