Curling up in a ball and playing dead — while the bear jumped on, chewed, and bit him — however, probably saved his life.
Todd Orr, 50, survived the attacks — bleeding profusely and bitten repeatedly on his head, back and arms. He actually walked 3 miles out to his vehicle and drove 17 miles to the Ennis hospital to get medical help.
On Sunday, he posted his harrowing tale on Facebook.
He was released from the Ennis hospital after "eight hours of stitching to put me back together," he wrote.
Orr had been out scouting for hunting locations Saturday on the North Fork of Bear Creek in the Madison Range, east of Ennis, when he encountered the sow and her two cubs about 7:15 or 7:30 a.m.
Jesus H! Todd Orr is a man that I would avoid fucking with at all costs. He basically told a grizzly bear to fuck off twice! If that grizzly attacks me once, I'm dead, regardless of whether I have "bear spray" or not (what the hell is bear spray?). If I somehow have the presence of mind to spray the bear and survive the first one, I'm dying the second time because I'm softer than puppy shit, so I would completely surrender to the bear and just accept death.
Todd Orr, however, is not weak like I am. Todd gets bitten all over his upper body, fights the bear off, and calmly takes a bloody-faced selfie video explaining the attack while he's walking THREE MILES to get to his vehicle so that he can drive to the hospital. Todd Orr is a man's man. I would have fainted before I could even think "oh shit, my insides are hanging out of my outsides!" Todd, on the other hand, records his tissue hanging out of his arm for the world to see.
So good for you, Todd. I aspire to one day be a fraction as manly as you are.