6/9/24
Opal-
Picture this. It’s 10:30pm in the Yellowstone Old Faithful
Inn. I’ve just finished a seven-hour shift and it’s dark and cold out. I’m hurriedly
walking through the parking lot on my way back to the cabin. As I approach the
hill that leads down to our cabin, I see something bounding up the hill towards
me. In no time it’s ten feet in front of me and I realize I am standing in
front of a bear. I feel a rush go through my body as I register the shock. I
slowly start walking backward, the bear stares at me for a few seconds,
deciding what to do, and then continues running off to the other side of the
parking lot.
It happened so quickly I didn’t have time to be scared. I
ran down the hill and into the cabin. I didn’t have my bear spray with me and
had been wearing my high-heeled work shoes using my tiny phone flashlight. I
believe it was a black bear because it wasn’t enormous, but it was hard to tell
in the dark. Ever since then bear spray has come everywhere with me. I told my
manager at work, and she seemed unsurprised like it was something that happened every day around here. Just another Yellowstone adventure. Oliver was jealous.
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