Just a quick flash of color- gone in an instant- but it told me two things: first, it was a grizzly and not a black bear; and, second, it was coming my way. Soon I could hear it breathing and was seeing continual flashes of color through the brush. I still had no idea if I would be fortunate enough to get a clear shot, but I eased my rifle to my shoulder and put my finger on the trigger. I knew th...