Whoa Bear

During our first night camping John and I hung our cooler in a tree to prevent attracting bears, enjoyed the peaceful night around the fire, let it die down, and then went to sleep.

[Enter noise: rattling bottles, bags swishing together.]

I turn the lantern on. John says, “Did you hear that?” Of course I did! “Bear?” What else could reach that high? “Do we make noise?” I have no clue. We clap and yell.


[Enter noise: rattling bottles, bags swishing together.]

That’s a bear! I’m scared, not because I think there’s a rather large animal about 40ft from my tent, but it’s dark, my Explorer’s parked across the bay, there are no other sites nearby, and the guy I’m with, who’s 6’7", is just as scared as me.

I call my boss. No answer. Then, the typical girl thing, I call mom. This might have been the biggest mistake of the night.

Mistake: Mom
-She laughed
-My dad and brother overheard
-It’s not a bear, it’s a raccoon
-My dad and brother are laughing so hard they can’t make fun anymore
-Laughing… still!

By then I’m joking around. The noises stop, so my mind was focused on funny.

[Enter noise: Same noise, but closer.]

Good feelings gone, no more funny. I call the campsite, no answer. If you have an emergency call 911. I’m not calling 911! I get a call from my boss and he tells it’s probably a raccoon, just get out and check.


So, I walk over with John. No bear, no raccoon, no chippy. We get back in the tent.

[Enter noise: same noises]

I call my mom. Mistake number, I lost count. She says if I’m really scared, call 911, but I don’t want to call 911.

I call 911.

“What is your emergency, do you need police, fire, or ambulance?”

‘I don’t know, I need assistance… there’s a bear outside my tent!’

She laughs and says someone will call. Twenty minutes later I get a call. So, the 911 lady found a janitor and told him to call me.

Janitor Joe: “Hello, this is Sargent Smith with the OPP, did you see a bear?” No, but I hear one. “Start a fire, leave it burning, and go to sleep. If it was a bear it would be gone, it’s probably a raccoon.”

Not only did I not want to call 911, I knew that they’d laugh. Obviously, I didn’t sleep and felt like a terd for calling 911. I should be used to bears. I’ve been going up to that area for 17yrs, and know bears are more scared of me than I am of them. My scent, noise, and presence is enough to drive a bear away. But I was spooked!

Woah Bear!

Whoa Bear

Ever So Kate

Joined December 2007

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Based on a true story, including ‘in the heat of the moment’ emotions! ;o)

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