To get to this spot I had to hike in a direction from camp that I wasn't used to going. Because I wasn't familiar with it, I asked around for a buddy. Lori Putnam happily agreed, and off we set. We found our spot, painted, bonded over similar childhoods, gave directions to lost hikers, and started walking back. Suddenly, about 100 yards from camp, we spotted a funny sort of pile that looked like torn up granola bar wrappers mixed with mud. We casually reported this to the cook back at camp and she said, "Yep, I saw that on the way in. It's bear poop. I've had my eyes peeled for bears." Fortunately this was our last day in camp. Otherwise I think I would have been so scared I wouldn't have slept all week!
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