I want to tell you a funny story that really happened to me.
It all started when I arrived with my family at Yosemite. We had reserved a cabin ahead of time, and I was so excited. It was dark and I could barely see the cliffs that surrounded us. I went to be because I was very tired after the long drive to this destination.
I took out my sleeping bag and put it on the bed. I couldn't fall asleep for a while because it was very cold.
I woke up very late. My family had already woken up. We planned to soon go to the lodge, and eat the complimentary breakfast that came with our stay. Others were cooking their own breakfasts on camping stoves out side their cabins. I woke up and went outside. Their was a black bear eating our neighbor's french toast!! It was halarious for me, but not so halarious for our neighbors or their french toast. To bad for our neighbors, the bear took the whole loaf of french toast, so our neighbors had nothing for breakfast.
....end of story... ;)
That's amazing! A similar thing happened to me when I was a kid and went camping near Duluth, MN. My Dad and Sister were asleep when I heard a rustling outside our tent. I woke up my Dad and he looked outside with a flashlight. It was a black bear, breaking into our cooler and eating our Snickers! My Dad chased it away, and saw 2 bear cubs in the woods. I guess the mama bear was trying get some treats for her family .
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