You might be surprised....in the 2006 Ben vs TheBear encounter I was drawn on the bear, not by design, but out of shear deer hunter instincts.

Second week of the season, me and the boys were up just a little too late the night before playing cards and sucking on Keystones. Anyhow, the point is that it was just about ten minutes past daylight and I am like 30 yards from a ridge treestand. My buddy Mike was headed to another stand below the ridge off to the left. He was in the group that scrambled/ stumbled out of the cabin ahead of me, so he was down over the side about five minutes before me. I hear what I think is some deer being busted up over by Mr. Smooth. My plan was to be drawn when the deer hit the ridge. I guess I figured they would stop and I would pick one and shoot. Well the "deer" stopped, stood up on his hind legs, at about 10 yards and just looked at me. I didn't know if I should aim at the ten ring and let fly, pee all over freshly washed camo, or drop the bow and run for the stand. Luckily, like in most cases, the bear decided for me. He dropped down and whirled around and ran back down the hill muttering somthing about stupid humans.