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I was hiking in the Olympic National Forest a few years ago, myself and my two dogs.

We were four days in and around 20 miles at least as a crow flies from even a known mountain road.

I was camping at around 7k feet that night or right where the tree line started thinning out.

So, when we got to the campsite, a big open meadow on top of the secondary mountain, it was about an hour from sunset.

My big dog usually runs around with the proximity of the camp as I put the tent up and make dinner.

But I noticed this time it was a little different.

He kept staring up at this steep tree-filled mountainside.

Tail straight up and barking.

Not the bark when he sees marnets, not the excited, oh you emeppers are lucky because I'd rip you all apart if my master wasn't here, high-pitched barks.

But unsure, concerned barks.

Now, the day before I had found a note left under a rock at the last landmark, saying that there was a problem bear in the area that was harassing a party of campers a few days ago.

And I myself had seen big cat tracks the day before, so I was rightfully concerned that this may be more than just ground squirrels.

I decided to go climb some of the boulders at the foot of the hill while I took my time looking up the hillside for movement before I went to go hang my bear bag up there.

They were really the only trees around to hang the bag.

I didn't see or hear anything, but my dog kept quietly whining like there was something up there.

So while still concerned, I started hiking up this really steep hill to hang the bag.

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