I was camping up above Yosemite in Tuolomne Meadows in the back of my truck,tail gate down with my food bin under it. I was awoke at 2am . I sat up and all I could see was the bears butt as he had his head underneath trying to pull out my food bin. I banged on the side of the truck and he sat up and looked me dead in the eyes. We were face to face 3 feet apart staring at eachother for 5+ seconds. I yelled GET OUTA HERE and he ran but not before snagging my backpack I left outside. I forgot there was an apple and 2 pb&j's in there. In the morning I found my pack about 20yards away. It was ripped open and food gone. Its useless as a pack now but Ive kept it for the last 11 years as a token of that awesome experience.
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