One of the funny things that happened on our Appalachian Trail trip was when a bear came near camp and played pinata with our food bags that were hanging(apparently wrong) in a tree. That night around 1:00 a.m. I heard the bear break a limb and fall to the ground. The pictures are the remains of a couple of foodbags and a water bottle he chewed on as well. For a full description you can go to my friend Larry's Lowe's blog (under links, blogs and burritos).
Before I left on my trip my inlaws said to watch out for bears. I laughed it off of course.
2 comments:
a bear?
this is why I don't camp.
Before you left I was going to jokingly say, "be sure you can outrun at least one person." But I told Mom I had better not do that, sure as I do they will see a bear. For once my intuition was right.
Dad
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