A couple summers ago a 'juvenile delinquent', the 2 year old that is still a bit naive, paid a visit to the motel while Karen was grilling steaks. A man walked by on the street and yelled over, "hey, look at the bear". When she turned around the bear was wandering across the parking lot toward the yard and the grill. She clapped her hands and shouted. The bear stopped, but didn't run away. She then pointed her finger at the bear told him he was naughty and to go back in the woods-he did.

While visiting with guests at the picnic table, late in the evening (11:30 or so), a large bear, about 350 pounds, came walking up into the yard. As everyone sat very still, the bear came within 12 feet and layed down. Everyone looked at each other with wonder. She then began to lap at the ground. Apparently some thistle seed had fallen to the ground and she found it most tasty. This one was so close you could smell her...Whew!