Oh, I forgot the bear story at Perch Lake.
I was setting up camp at Perch Lake when all of a sudden I watch this guy from 2 camp sites over running about 500 MPH to the toilet. At first I figured he just had to go real bad and blew it off. Then about a minute later I hear the woman in the next camp start screaming like crazy! She was in their camper yelling Get, get away. That's when they really got my attention. I stopped setting up my tent and looked over towards their campsite. That was when I noticed she was screaming at a little black bear. So I just sat down on my picnic table and let the bear know that I was there. Well he didn't stay long after I let him know that I was there. He trotted down to the water, got a drink, then meandered along the beach out past my campsite. After the bear left I went and got the guy out of the toilet. It took them all of two seconds to pack their stuff and get out of there.
I'm sure the bear thanked them for leaving the lunch that they just sat down and started making.
Later that night I left out some flour on the picnic table. Boy was that a fun night with the coons. Seems as though they like the taste of flour, but, they also can't swallow it very well. They were sneezing and gagging all night long.