Two nights ago, a juvenille black bear who lives in the Delaware Water Gap area hit the car I was riding in. I have no explaination for this, and I must admit that I have a hard time working it out in my head myself, but that bear ran right into Afton's passenger door, and upon leaving the Blairstown Inn, our favorite drinking hole with A-Treat birch beer on tap, we saw the true extent of the damage. There was no mailbox nor trash can. It was a bear. |
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Apparently, I Blogged too soon
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