Bears are very impolite golfers. They don't replace their divots.
All along one path at our Brimson place there are many gouges. A bear or bears have come along looking for grubs and other goodies under ground. It couldn't be truffles, could it? Anyhow, the path looks like a mess.
One advantage is that the bear may help me select rocks that I could move off the path. This path is strewn with big rocks that make pulling a cart of firewood a lot more effort than over smooth ground. The bear dug along the edge of some of these rocks. Those rocks may be candidates for lifting out with a pry bar.
Or the rocks could be like in the cartoon: A man is digging a rock out of his yard and says to his wife, "I'll be in for lunch as soon as I get this rock out." However, the rock is so huge that it goes under the house.
