This is the story of the first time Thunder treed a bear and nearly got us both killed.
This would not be the last time. Not even close.
In the summer of 2019, Thunder and I were hired by Sequoia National Park as part of the mule and horse packing team. We were charged with the care of 100 head of horses and mules, whom we would pack full of supplies like food, fuel, shovels, chainsaws, and sometimes even dynamite and take these long pack trains of mules deep into the backcountry over the rugged Sierra terrain to resupply the trail maintenance crews. Bears were all too common, but on the trail, Thunder didn't mind them. He would just casually stroll by, minding his own business, and the bears would mind theirs. Sometimes the horses would huff and puff over the bears, but for the most part, they weren't too big a problem.
However, within the camp site was an entirely different story. Where ever we set up a camp, if a bear came wandering too close, Thunder would turn into Satan's spawn and charge them like hell's fury. This is the story of the first incident we had that summer. There would be many more.
I will let Thunder tell the story in his own words: