It really was us, no lie. My family and another family have been having an annual campout for about 35 years -100 plus people, we reserved Baker. I got there that night, everyone was saying how they had seen a couple bears around. That night, they came in to camp, got in to my uncle Joe's beer (two cases Ranier) and drank every last one. They stumbled over to the proprietor's cabin a few hundred yards away and passed out. He woke up, opened the door and $hit himself to pieces when he tripped over the bear. They then ran up a tree, passed out again for nearly 12 hours until fish and game arrived and chased them off. F and G came back the next morning and set up traps with what? Ranier beer cans!! It worked!!! Saved their arse too, bear season had opened just two days earlier and it's open lands all around Baker.
