I was cycling home last night about 6pm, climbing the hill out of town. I was only going 4 or 5 mpg because of the hill and heat. All of a sudden a Black Bear cub darted out of the woods and ran across the road about 50 ft in front of me! My jaw dropped open and I stopped and waited to see where Mama bear was. I didn't want to get between them. She didn't show, so I nervously started again. The cub was headed toward town!