When a group of curious bears circled my treehouse on the second night, I realized survival in the wild required calm thinking and smart preparation. Their heavy footsteps and low grunts echoed through the dark forest, shaking the wooden platform beneath me. I stayed silent, relying on elevated height and a safely stored food supply to avoid drawing them closer. For seven days, I reinforced the structure, kept a clean camp, and stayed alert. The encounter reminded me that respect for wildlife is essential. In the end, the treehouse held strong, and I learned valuable lessons about coexistence.
