The sun was setting over the Idaho mountains, the ham and spuds were warming up, and the whisky was on the rocks. Then two black round ears appeared over the Coleman stove.
In 20 minutes of mayhem, the bear licked the frypan clean and emptied the grub box. Clanging pots and pans, barking dog, pistol shots, and hurled axes and shovels did nothing to deter the feast. What wasn’t eaten was covered in bear slobber. It turned into a very short camping trip.
Since then, I’ve had everything from mice to moose explore my camps, looking for an easy meal. I’m dead set against giving them one. The good news is, there are more tools than ever for protecting your food in the backcountry. Here’s a sample:
Stringing your food from a tree branch is the tried-and-true method of securing your groceries. The goal is to dangle your grub 10 feet above the ground (the height of a…