We were sitting around the campfire & I was complaining how we didn't see any bears this year. (We saw/heard them every night last year & I chased a cub around for a good half hour taking pics of it last summer.) So we were all talking about it & I was truly saddened. John & I even joked about going around the campsite after everybody had gone to bed saying "Go away Bear!" (That's what the Rangers tell you to do while beating on pots & pans. Seriously!) However, we sobered up & decided that would be mean.
After we'd all gone to bed. We did have a visitor. Actually a mama bear & her two cubs. The mama bear woke up John's sister by trying to OPEN the door to their motorhome! When she couldn't do it (thankfully their door is broken & extremely tricky even for us humans to open) she started pushing & grunting & shaking the whole rig. Debbie woke up, looked out the window & saw a very large bear face to face. She saw two small cubs playing with her kids' toys at the picnic table too! After a few tries at getting in, the mama bear grunted to the babies & off they ran! Craziness! There are claw marks & scratches all over the door to their motorhome. Lasting Yosemite souveniers. John would probably had jumped out & beat the poor bear if she scratched his rig. Hee hee.
Other than that, our trip was very peaceful & beautiful. Except for the looming smoke from the wildfires. I have a ton more campfire stories to share & about 800 photos. Here's a few to wet your whistle:
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