I was calling yotes one day and had a dark cinnamon bear come in like a freight train! I was watching a fresh cut field in front of me and 400 yards out over the field came this bear on a dead run along a logging rd, like he was on a string straight to me. Seeing bear wasn't open and I was shooting a .223 bolt rifle and had a Glock .40 as a side arm. I stopped calling and when I did, he stopped. So I called again and he started running towards me, I stopped and he stopped. I did this several times until I got him to the edge of the field I was across. The distance between us was a 150 yards or so, I then would squeal real short here and there, he wouldn't get any closer. He would just pace back and forth and stand on his hind feet and look.