Since I have been blogging about bears, I decided to relate a couple of scary bear stories.
Bears like me, or at least they haven’t eaten me. They’ve had numerous opportunities over the years. It goes with the territory of backpacking throughout North America for over four decades. My scariest encounters, as it turns out, were also my first. I had created a fundraiser for the American Lung Association in Sacramento called the Sierra Trek. Participants would obtain sponsors and then backpack for a hundred miles over nine days.
By the fifth year of the event, I had worked my way southward from Lake Tahoe into Yosemite National Park. Since we were utilizing a new route from Yosemite to Kennedy Meadows, I had to preview it. My friends Ken Lake and Tom Lovering joined me on the first three days from the Yosemite Valley floor to Tuolumne Meadows. Day one…
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