Die.
<3
Edit:
So seriously though, I was without internet or AT&T phone signal for most of the trip. Visited Yellowstone (stayed in Red Lodge) and Glacier (stayed near Whitefish). Had some great local beer (and surprisingly, coffee) and kinda didn't want to leave.
Story time. While in northern Montana I was taking a walk by myself on a trail near our cabin. I'm about a half mile down the trail and I hear some rustling off to my right hand side. I don't think much of it and continue on, but as I proceed I hear it again. So I decide to look for whatever this animal is, because it's getting closer and that doesn't generally happen. All I can see is this round black/gray shape, about 18" tall lumbering towards me through the underbrush.
At this point, I'm kinda mentally preparing myself for this encounter - making a list of animals it could be. I'm thinking wolverine, racoon, that sort of thing. And all of the sudden, an effing owl leaps out onto the path. Tail feathers spread out behind it like a peacock, wing feathers plumed back to add to the size effect. The eyes were huge, and orange, and it screached as it charged. The head stayed completely still as the body bobbed back and forth while it ran. Jibblies.
This is not the same kind of owl but it's about as close as I could find on Google. Needless to say, I ran like a sissy girl after seeing how fast that thing could move (almost as fast as me on the ground!).