The Forest Service law enforcement officer, Ginger, came through yesterday. She spent a lot of time talking to people who were leaving coolers out in their sites. When we (campground managers) talk to the campers it’s like a mom. They get so used to us that they put us on ‘ignore’. But, when law enforcement comes in, it’s more like when ‘dad gets home’! Anyway, the bears are still coming through the campground nightly. It has been a sow with two young cubs for the last 3 nights – well, early morning between 4 and 7am. Bears go by sight as much as smell. If they have found food in a cooler, plastic container or grill once, they will check out every one they see again; even if it doesn’t smell like food. So, basically, if we aren’t preparing or eating food, all the containers need to go back into the vehicles.
Hope is the closest town to Sam Owen Campground. But the Beyond Hope resort community is all around us. Ginger said there are a lot of new homes in the area. That means there are fewer places for the bears to turn over rocks and stumps to find food. We have encroached on their territory so we shouldn’t be surprised when they come knocking on our door. We were talking to a home owner this week about the bears. She said she had one of those ‘Freddy Kruger’ moments the night before. They were upstairs sleeping when the bear came into the downstairs to feed out of her refrigerator for the 4th night in a row. The bear, for whatever reason, stood up and was scratching on the ceiling! They don’t own any weapons but their neighbor does and, next time, they’ll call him! They decided to empty their fridge and leave the door open so the bear could see there was nothing inside. So, hopefully, he’ll go somewhere else for breakfast.
The deer have left our hanging baskets alone and we even see a hummingbird every now and then. Calliope Hummingbirds are supposed to be prevalent here but we haven’t gotten a close enough look to tell what we’re seeing. This view is a little better than the Lodgepole view of the Dump Station. 🙂
I almost called this ‘Rocky Point’! That was a campground in northern California, near Chester, where we worked a couple summers. Sam Owen reminds us a lot of that campground. As you can see, the beach is more gravel than sand. But, I’ve heard, that the bottom is sandy after you get out to about hip deep in the water. I heard a loon this morning!
The young osprey have fledged now. They are learning to fish on their own now too.
You don’t normally see racoons during the day but a dog scared one out of a culvert yesterday (no camera with me). It was a pretty good sized racoon! A couple nights ago, when a bear ate the food out of a camper’s cooler, the Host asked if it could have been a racoon instead of a bear. The lady showed him the teeth marks in the cooler and the scat and they decided that it was either a 300 lb bear or 300 lb racoon…it didn’t much matter which. We just knew we didn’t want him back.