Leaving Montana

By Henri Bauhaus

The author takes a cross-country bus trip from Montana to New York City. Along the way he experiences some very strange events.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Henri Bauhaus
• Release date: Jan 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310876721

Henri Bauhaus

My short stories and novellas tend to have one foot based in a real life situation and the other one set in an imaginary or parallel world. Much of my literary background comes from a nomadic lifestyle that began when I left the safe haven of my college town (Syracuse, NY) and headed for the Caribbean Coast of Mexico, where I planned to be a beach bum for a winter. Upon my return to the USA, I settled in the colorful city of New Orleans, but since those carefree days I have lived in many parts of the U.S. and traveled extensively in Canada and Europe. I blog at http://yeyeright.wordpress.com.

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Leaving Montana

A Short Story by Henri Bauhaus

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Leaving Montana

by Henri Bauhaus

I didn’t see the bear, at first. It was the mountain biker’s yell that alerted me to the nearby presence of a very large animal. Quickly, I turned around and there the two were..... so close that they could have tossed a beach ball back and forth. But this wasn’t the beach. It was the heart of the Montana wilderness and from my precarious viewpoint it was hard to tell, who was more surprised, the bear or the biker. Immediately, each one turned around, and headed back in the direction from which they had come.

The biker went back up the trail peddling as fast as he could, while the bear lit out across the meadow and disappeared into the forest. When the biker finally turned around, the bear was gone.....and so a great wave of relief enveloped the lone rider.

All of this occurred in an open meadow, where two trails converged. The biker, who was cruising down one trail, had crossed paths with a big brown bear that was cutting across the meadow. My group was hiking through the meadow about fifty feet away on a different section of trail. After the biker yelled, we dispersed to the edge of the woods.