So Diamond pestered me to post this down here. He seems to think its hysterical, and that it will get a giggle out of you all. ![]()
Those of you who know me know that I am truly, truly, a Shit Magnet. I attract weird and crazy situations like freaking flies to honey. My coworkers have decided to implant me with a tracking chip so that they can stay far, far away from me. They actually calculated the mathematical odds of some of the crazy crap thats happened to me in the space of ONE YEAR relative to another persons lifetime. Thats when they decided to chip me. ![]()
So I was going camping yesterday and last night - went out to the forest, drove and climbed up a mountain, was camping near to the summit. Total backwoods area. Everything is going great. A couple miles away are some serious amateur astronomers, with some big fuck-off telescopes. I spend several hours up there with them, looking at the stars and the planets. Head back to camp, restart the fire for a bit, then off to bed just after midnight.
I wake up at 2 am to a long, low growl… right next to my head.
Followed by some snarls.
Then another growl.
I’m doing a pretty good impression of “The Silent Scream,” at the moment. There a pack of wolves at one edge of my campsite, growling at the big fuck-off Bear that has just arrived.
Now, I know that I am in the wild, and technically, it’s “theirs.” Dont come near my tent, I wont bother you. Dont fight over my campsite, either please.
Well, they break that rule. The wolves stalk off, MAD, and the Bear comes down to sniff my tent! With me inside! He’s pacing around my tent, sniffing at the corners, scratching at the posts. (I should probably tell you, my tent is not a heavy duty tent. I have a 4.5’ square bright red Ladybug tent. It has little black feet and some antennae. The door is a big smiley ladybug face. You can find them in your kids section of your local sporting goods store. Some fireproof spray and a tarp, and it’s a very colorful, I-will-never-lose-my-campsite pseudo-Eddie Bauer tent. But, not so good protection from Bears…) I have NO food in my tent. None. All my food is in my car…
Which The Bear goes to next. He snuffs, growls, and circles my car, very frusterated. I guess he can smell the apples and peanut butter that I have hidden in my front seat. I figure I will let him be frustrated. He can’t get in, dumb Bear can’t open the door… Until he starts to take it out on my car!!
The Bear is attacking my car. He swiping at the passenger door and banging his body into the side.
Fuck. This.
God Bless remote car starters. I whipped out my keys and honked my horn, which startled him back, then fired up the engine from inside my tent - that really annoyed him. He went careening down my campsite to the edge of my headlights beam, then started growling at the car.
I am so not staying here.
The adrenaline surge from such an incident WILL propel you to exit your tent, see the bear still there, collapse your tent and haul it, with everything still inside, mind, to your car and shove it unceremoniously inside, in the space of 30 seconds. It will also propel you all the way home to Los Angeles.
I saw the bear follow me down the dirt road as I sped out of the campsite.
I made the mistake in a day hike once of wearing cops in the woods - I had all the furry creatures of the forest following me. I had my own personal pack of squirrels. I think I now know what the Disney Princesses were wearing in those movies…
However, I was NOT wearing ANY pheros at the time.
Do we have Instant Bear Repellant?? How about Instant Weird Repellant??