With a deafening roar, she rose up on her hind legs. The ground seemed to tremble.

Terrified, I threw the cub back into the water and bolted along the shore. But the mother bear was faster. In just a few seconds, she caught up to me and swiped her paw across my back.

A sharp pain pierced through my body — her claws left deep scratches. I barely managed to stay on my feet, blood soaking through my shirt.
But fear gave me strength. I dashed into the forest, weaving between trees, until I heard her growl slowly fade into the distance.

When I finally reached the road, I collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

It was in that moment I realized: you must never interfere with wild nature. Out there, different laws rule. And man will always remain a stranger.