So I'm a fairly independent sorta gal, happy to hike and travel by myself. I I've been camping a few times alone, usually on the Gulf Islands of BC, and done some hiking alone too. I must have some sort of "alone-in-the-wild" curse, though. A few years back I was hiking outside of Victoria alone and came across a cougar on the trail. Luckily, it was already eating something (someone?) else, so it just stared me down while I backed away slowly. I thought that would have been the scariest thing to happen to me but this weekend the curse struck again. I went camping in Manning Park, spent two nights in the drive-in camping then backpacked into one of the wilderness sites to spend a couple of nights out there. The hike was only about an hour and a half but there wasn't anyone else there.
Anyhow...Tuesday morning I'm sitting in my tent, trying to decide if it's worth using one of my remaining pieces of toilet paper, or if I should wait it out, when I hear this very loud CRACK of a branch. A few minutes later, and there's a SNOUT poking under my tent fly. Frickin' hell I was shaking so bad, thought I was bear food for sure. So yeah, it went away, then I decided, "Hey, I think I'm all wildernessed out for now" and booted it home. To make noise along the trail I wrote this little song
[i84fdce1107]The Go Away Song
by Jen, written (mostly) while hiking back from Strike Lake wilderness camp (Manning Park), Sept 4th
This morning in my tent I heard a noise out in the trees,
A cracking, and a snapping, put a knocking in my knees.
I’d seen your poop on the trail you see
And a moose is much (much!) bigger than me,
So I was hoping you’d just go away
And leave me be…
Oh go away, Moose (you’re not invited here).
So go away, Moose (you’re not welcome here).
Just because this tent is meant for two,
Doesn’t mean it’s meant for me and you.
So go away, Moose, oh go away, Moose.
I sat and I thought and waited and decided it was prudent to put on boots.
I grabbed my car keys and prepared to run away from that big ol’ Moose.
Then a little closer I heard a shuffling,
And next a rather quiet snuffling.
Oh I was hoping you’d just go away
And leave me be…
Oh go away, Moose (you’re not invited here).
So go away, Moose (you’re not welcome here).
Just because this tent is meant for two,
Doesn’t mean it’s meant for me and you.
So go away, Moose, oh go away, Moose.
Yesterday I had some beans for lunch,
So last night I raised my tent fly up a bunch.
First I heard and then I saw
A hairy nose and a hairy paw
Under my tent fly, figuring me out,
A BEAR was checking out what I was all about!
Oh go away, Bear (you’re not invited here).
So go away, Bear (you’re not welcome here).
That tent fly ain’t an invitation,
That’s just proper ventilation.
So go away, Bear, oh go away, Bear.
I’m sitting there in my underwear trying to think what I should do.
When the snuffling stops, the paw disappears, and the nose vanishes too.
I heard you tromp through the woods with a crash,
And into the river with a graceful SPLASH!
Thank goodness that you’re going away
And leaving me be…
You’re going away, Bear (you were not invited here).
You’re going away, Bear (you were not welcome here).
I think I’ll sit in my tent and cower
For, oh, at least another hour
You’ve gone away, Bear, you went away, Bear.
So now I sing this go away song as I hike back to my car.
And as I go I wish that it weren’t quite so very far.
I think it’s best if I get outta there
And make some noise in case I meet ANOTHER bear
I hope you’re happy that I’m going away
And leaving you be…
I’ll go away, Bear (I’m not invited here)
I’ll go away, Bear (‘cause I’m not welcome here)
I know this is where you like to play
So I think I’d better go away
I’ll go away, Bear, I’m going away, Bear.
I’ve gone away, Bear.[/i84fdce1107]
Here's a pic of where the bear was standing outside my tent

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Stoopid wilderness. I love hiking alone but now I'm thinking I'm better off sticking to playing "The Darkness" late at night with the lights out to get my kicks. lisighli