King's Canyon
Just wanted to share some pictures of our camping trip to King's Canyon this past weekend. The weekend came to an abrupt hault at 9:30 on Saturday night, when a black bear walked into our campsite and started raiding our Bear Box. Yes, we left it open. It was our fault.
She was totally habituated to people. So comfortable, in fact, that even after all of our screaming, honking horns, and flashing headlights, she still didn't run away. She crawled, whole body, into the bear box and started eating the food. When she was finished, she ran off with a bag of ice and waited in the bushes a few feet behind our tents. The children (and a couple of adults) were so freaked out there was no use trying to stay. We left that night.
But the rest of the trip was lovely.
King's Canyon River, next to our campsite
Patty Cake at the Campsite
The group.
Sitting by the water at Boyden Cave.
"The water stinks!"
Conquering the Mountain at Boyden Cave.
Dwayne and Christin inside Boyden Cave
A very beautiful but cold river.
Our crazy friend Drew jumping off of Muir Rock into the beautiful but very cold river.
My crazy husband jumping off of Muir Rock into the beautiful but very cold river.
She was totally habituated to people. So comfortable, in fact, that even after all of our screaming, honking horns, and flashing headlights, she still didn't run away. She crawled, whole body, into the bear box and started eating the food. When she was finished, she ran off with a bag of ice and waited in the bushes a few feet behind our tents. The children (and a couple of adults) were so freaked out there was no use trying to stay. We left that night.
But the rest of the trip was lovely.
King's Canyon River, next to our campsite
Patty Cake at the Campsite
The group.
Sitting by the water at Boyden Cave.
"The water stinks!"
Conquering the Mountain at Boyden Cave.
Dwayne and Christin inside Boyden Cave
A very beautiful but cold river.
Our crazy friend Drew jumping off of Muir Rock into the beautiful but very cold river.
My crazy husband jumping off of Muir Rock into the beautiful but very cold river.
posted by Christin at
11:04 AM
2 Comments:
no picture of the bear?!?
I know! It's a bummer, but we were all in such a rush, trying to scare her away that nobody even thought of taking a picture. The whole thing was really quite a fiasco!
We were sitting around the campfire roasting marshmellows, and she just loafed up behind us. Literally, only a few feet away.
I wish now that we would have stayed the night at camp, but I can't deny how unsettling it was to have an animal that big so close and so totally unafraid of humans.
Just made me think about the "what ifs."
"What if" she caught whiff of my toothpaste or deodarant in the tent and decided to sniff around. There was nothing we could have done to make her go away.
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