Some days you visit the bear; some days the bear visits you.

The next morning we were awakened by strange noises outside our door. I opened the door in my jammies to see some black fur scrabbling around the garbage can by our deck. A cowboy in a white pickup truck was slowly driving by the scene. He casually looked at me and said, "There's a bear eatin' yer garbage," and drove away unimpressed.

This is when Dan said to me, Quick get your camera and get up real close.

So I did.