Canadian_Para
19th Jan 2008, 14:29
When I was on the Over-wintering shift, North of the 50th , in the late winter of 69 we all piled into a Deuce to keep warm as the igloos we had built were made of the wrong snow texture and therefore collapsed and rendering us homeless.
There must have been thirty plus guys piled into that Deuce, all fighting for living space.
In the early hours, there was a shaking of the Deuce so violent that it woke us up. One of the guys peered out of the rear curtain, shot back in and said there were two Male Polar Bears scratching their asses on the side frame.
As all we had were blanks for the rifles some smart ass suggested we scare them off with a volley. So! Lock and load then on the count of 1-2-3 FIRE!
Thirty plus rifles went off in the back of the Deuce deafening everyone; you could not see Jack S for smoke, the guys at the cab end nearly choked to death.
We threw up the tail curtain to make breathing easier and expected the bears to be gone. No way! They were standing up at full stretch sniffing and looking in at us as if we were completely nuts, i am still not sure if that was the edible kinda nuts.
The guys at the tail end just about filled their pants! The Bears gave a couple of grunts drooped down to all fours and just wandered off as if they had not a care in the world, which in all probability they didn’t.
Some of us swore they were shaking their heads in amazement at the stupid humans, nearly chocking to death on acrid fumes of their own making.
:)
Help save the Polar Bears folks, they are smarter than humans.
There must have been thirty plus guys piled into that Deuce, all fighting for living space.
In the early hours, there was a shaking of the Deuce so violent that it woke us up. One of the guys peered out of the rear curtain, shot back in and said there were two Male Polar Bears scratching their asses on the side frame.
As all we had were blanks for the rifles some smart ass suggested we scare them off with a volley. So! Lock and load then on the count of 1-2-3 FIRE!
Thirty plus rifles went off in the back of the Deuce deafening everyone; you could not see Jack S for smoke, the guys at the cab end nearly choked to death.
We threw up the tail curtain to make breathing easier and expected the bears to be gone. No way! They were standing up at full stretch sniffing and looking in at us as if we were completely nuts, i am still not sure if that was the edible kinda nuts.
The guys at the tail end just about filled their pants! The Bears gave a couple of grunts drooped down to all fours and just wandered off as if they had not a care in the world, which in all probability they didn’t.
Some of us swore they were shaking their heads in amazement at the stupid humans, nearly chocking to death on acrid fumes of their own making.
:)
Help save the Polar Bears folks, they are smarter than humans.