Son of Norway wrote:
Years ago while on a camping trip in the Boundary Waters, I woke up one morning to screams and shouts from my fellow campers. I got out of my tent just as a 6' bear lumbered right past me. Our food packs were hung 15' up in the air between two trees about ten feet apart at one end of the camp. The bear and his friend climbed up the adjoining trees and reached over and effortlessly disemboweled the packs with one swipe of their paws, spilling the contents onto the ground. Then they climbed back down and leisurely ate their fill, oblivious to us as we watched. We were mesmerized. When they were done they walked right between us out of the camp and back to the woods. We had to go home early.
Miles
No doubt it was Yogi and Booboo on vacation