A bear decided to paw my tent one night, even though I'd put all the food away from the tent. The next day a bear walked casually past me, perhaps 30 feet away. The day after a guy passed me, who had 5 deep scratches across his face and neck. He'd been roughed up by a bear the night before.

I call that my "bearpacking" trip.


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