Hi all,

Since we're hearing all of these bear stories I thought I would tell mine.  I was camped in a
reasonably remote area near Cimarron, NM for two
months during the summer of 2000.  I knew there
were plenty of bears around, but I had not seen
any in my particular locality.  Late in July,
one evening near nightfall, I though I heard a
grunting sound down in the woods, but I attributed
the sound to an elk (lots of them around).
I sleep up top in my Westy.  Around midnight
I awoke to a significant blowing-snorting sound
right beside my head.  Jeez oh man, did I move
quickly!  A bear was standing on the side of
my bus, sniffing around the canvas.  I yelled
(I really probably screamed like a girl) and
scared the bear away.  Next morning I got lots
of photos of bear tracks all around.  Needless
to say, I slept with my top down for the next
week that I was there.

Have fun and be safe out there!

Warren
88 Westy "Billy Bones" (in dry dock)
87 GL
84 Volvo GLTurbo

"By thunder you'll call me Captain or
 I'll pin you to the wall with this cutlass,
 hang you to the yardarms by your thumbs
 and use you for musket practice!"