August 3, 2009

On a lighter note...

A few years ago, while camping in the Adirondacks (mountainous state park in upstate NY), Jrex chatted up some park rangers. Without much prompting, they all began to swap bear stories. The black bears in the high peaks region have been geniuses at figuring out ways to steal camper's food. (Two bears hanging on steel cables to bring it down and the food bags with it. Sending cubs up the trees to cut the bear bag lines, etc)

The most notorious bear in their stories was Yellow Yellow. Named for her two ear tags, she was bold enough to steal food from the pan — as it was cooking. She never threatened any hikers, just stole their food.

Now she's made it to the New York Times:
...In one corner of the Adirondacks, campers started to notice that the BearVault, a popular canister designed to keep food and other necessities safe, was being compromised. First through circumstantial evidence, then from witness reports, it became clear that in most cases, the conqueror was a relatively tiny, extremely shy middle-aged black bear named Yellow-Yellow.
Read the rest of the story here.

And, for a little more link love, I found a site that features endangered animal noises as free downloadable cell phone ringtones. Check it out. Be nice to me, or I'll assign your number the sound effect of a hyena.

1 comment:

Inkling said...

A neighbor of ours has a huge chain link fence around his backyard. He has apple trees, plum trees, and a variety of berry bushes back there. Every year, a black bear tears down the same spot of the fence to get in and eat the leftovers, and then he exits through another spot that he routinely tears down. It doesn't matter how much the neighbor reinforces the thing, that bear is going to get in. That's why we can't compost in our area, unless you want a standing invitation to the bear population on this side of the river. I also have to admit that I always walk to the back of the house (where our ground level suite entrance is located) and wonder if I'm going to find a bear hanging out on my porch by our bbq. My son has a bear bell on his stroller, not that I think it will do anything. But it's nice to imagine it might.