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The campsite was even better than I had expected. It was recommended to me by one of the rangers at the Grant Village backcountry office, and he had mentioned that it probably had a good supply of firewood. He was right. I usually spend an hour or so when I first arrive at a campsite, checking out the surrounding area, and deciding where to put the tent, hang the pack, etc. I also check carefully for fresh bear sign, and was relieved to find none at this site. It was very clean, a common characteristic in the Yellowstone backcountry (at least when you're away from the big outfitter camps that are near the Park boundaries.) On this day, with dark rapidly approaching and a big storm threatening, I wasted little time in getting the tent pitched. I chose a spot about 250 feet or so from the cooking area, closer than I like, but still far enough away that I felt pretty secure. A lot of folks recommend pitching your tent close to a good climbing tree, but I've never felt that it would do a lot of good in most circumstances, especially if you're traveling solo. I realize that there have been instances where a person has avoided injury by seeking shelter in a tree (read Night of the Grizzlies, by Jack Olsen), but my biggest concern is having a bear enter the tent, and to me, the best defense against that is to have a clean camp and spotless gear. From my journal, written
two days earlier while staying at Shoshone Lake at site #8R3, not far
from the ranger's backcountry residence: Of course, that was written about 12 hours before I had the encounter with the Griz, a few miles further east. Now, it's apples and oranges. Shoshone, in retrospect, has its own appeal, not the least of which is the sound and fury of the rut in the vicinity of the geyser basin. Going toe to toe with the Griz certainly added a huge dollop of Wild to the experience, but it's something that I hope to only experience once in this lifetime.
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