Lions, Tigers & Bears! Oh My!

Camping, Hunting & Memory Lane

Brandon'd Grandpa use to work at this old gold mine we went to go visit. Also this cabin Brandon use to come there as a kid with his family. It was fun to go exploring!

Brandon and I went camping which I thought I heard noises all night. Brandon has this Elmer fudd hat ( ya know the guy who shoot bugs bunny) Well anyways I sleep like a rock (9am) until I got hot in the tent & took the hat off and started hearing noises outside. I thought there were badgers or something getting into our trash from dinner. I made Brandon wake up and take his 22 gun and shoot it outside. I told him to NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE OPEN THE DOOR!! That I would be okay if he shot through the tent...I didn't want to get eaten! I heard howling. Okay we were out where people go hunting...aka where "animals" ARE! Brandon amuses me and opens the bottom of the tent and shoots it a few times and I think I hear all the noises stop. Then a few hours later after I fall back asleep with the hat back on at 1 am after its all over. It was ONLY 1 am I could hardly believe it!! I knew it would be a LONG freaking night! (I'm sure Brandon thought it would be an even LONGER night seeing how things were going!) So then 5 am rolls around and I get hot and take off the hat again....yes I start hearing noises again! The hat was so big and made of real thick fur I couldn't hear anything with it on. Well then I see a BIG shadow. We had a propane heater on the far side of the tent and it was making shadows & a bit of noise plus there was a bit of wind. ( I think?) I thought I saw a BEAR shadow and I thought that it brushed up against the tent. I'm not kidding I was paralyzed I couldn't move. I could hardly BREATH! I tried to wake up Brandon but I couldn't move! It felt like a dream where you can't scream or run away even though as much as you try you cant! Then I managed to whisper a few words.

Brandon kept asking, what? WHAT?  WHAT??? 

 Oh my GOSH Brandon the bear is going to hear us!!! Then he said he had to go pee and started to leave the tent. I was begging him, pleading him not to leave because he would get EATEN! I was near TEARS! Anyways while he was out there he looked around with the flash light and said everything was fine. So I had to go the the bathroom too! BAD! Relieved that everything was okay but partially thinking I was mental because nothing got into our trash or anything it all looked fine! (okay we ate steak for dinner my mind went wild!) In the morning Brandon said....So I'm guessing you're more of a motel 8 camping kind of girl, huh? haha it was pretty crazy! Poor Brandon he didn't get much sleep that weekend!