When hiking in bear country, you’re supposed to make a lot of noise so as to not surprise a bear. I’ve been yelling out ‘hey bear! Bear bear!’ Which sounds like the best beer guys at shea stadium, who yell out ‘get-cha beer here’.

Needless to say, this got old rather quickly, so we started playing ‘I’m going on a picnic…’ We started yesterday in denali.

our new mantra goes ‘apples, beers, cans of beers…xavier high school boys, youth, zaxxon’ before looping around to double letters ‘aardvark, berry bubbalicious, coca-cola…xenophobic xylophonists, yelling yeti, zippered zebras.’ This also gets incredibly old but it keeps the bears away… Or so we thought.

As we were walking into town tonight (hope, alaska pop: 150), and mia was going on a picnic (and up to g — grizzly bear repellant) we saw a dog who had cornered a black bear not 10′ away from us. We wouldn’t have spotted it otherwise.

I wish we were better about bears. No matter how prepared you think you are, you’re still a little freaked out when you actually get tested.

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