my dad brought my mom and i to mushroom hunt with
one of his best friends. we drove 2 hours to mount tom to mushroom hunt. my
uncle and i branched off while mom and dad went their way. we were able to find
a decent amount of mushrooms at the foot of some oak trees, which was hella
exciting. at one point, a couple with their dog approached us and said they saw
a giant black bear ahead to the right. the guy showed us a video and said the
bear was as ‘national geographic’ big. he wasn’t wrong lmao. i’m only laughing
now because i’m typing this. i was scared shitless. i told my uncle and he said
not to be scared because black bears don’t harm humans. he said you can throw a
rock at them and they’ll run away. we only need to worry if cubs are by, then
they will be aggressive. we made it to the top of the mountain, and he shared a
black granola snack with me. 30 minutes later, we met up with mom and dad, then
left. it was a hella good experience, and a story i can tell to the homies back
home.
i’m glad i went mushroom hunting, but even more so, i’m glad i’m safe!
-ratha, 10:42pm, 10.2.21