MY FIRST BRUSH WITH WILDLIFE ok , maybe not my first. But it sounds better than my twenty third brush. People lose you after the second or third brush. You look like a drama queen. I was thrown 8 feet in the air by a brahma but I blame that one on the stupid cow. And anyway thats a different story. James turned me on to csmping again after camping had all but died with in me. We set up camp . James set up the tent, gathered fire wood. And cooked dinner. I sat in a lawn chair and nourished my self with cool ranch Doritos. Little did I know cool ranch Doritos are the official sponsor of raccoons in the wild. That night after the camp chores were done ( Janes washed and put up the dishes) and the fire was winding down, I hid my supply of Doritos where no suspecting raccoon would look. THE ICE CHEST. Somewhere around 3 AM I heard a loud crash. In thinking a pack of wolves or a heard of bear were storming the campsite. I did what every seasoned mountain man would do. I zipped up mp sleeping bag real tight. When daylight came I crawled out of my tent and looked for services. Nothing was missing but the bag of cool ranch Doritos, No doubt a marauding troop of boy scouts had raided our camp. I went to the scout master and he agreed to line up the troop while I individually sniffed their breath. I swear the only thing those kids were gnawing on was week old road kill. So I gave a little talk on brushing your teeth on the trail, That moment a Raccoon came screeching maniacally through camp with a Doritos bag stuck over its head. I thanked the scout master and went back to my camp site fuming. A FREAKING RACCOON !!!!! ( I may have embellished a little part of the story.)
Posted on: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 18:30:17 +0000
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