Else emailed me to ask if it would be irresponsible to go to our Phelix Hut during the grizzly bear “closure” with her friends from Holland who were on the “Felix” rowing team, and would they be eaten by bears. I replied that it wouldn’t be very irresponsible and I could somehow protect them from bears, and ferry them up the 4WD road with my Jeep. So suddenly I was a member of an all-ladies trip, something I’ve been wondering about for a while. Bears were scared away by our staying in a group of 8 people and singing loud songs in Dutch, which seemed to work. We saw tracks from a large grizzly and one or two cubs at the hut end of the lake but they appeared to be several days old (the tracks, I mean).
The next day, while the ladies went off to climb Gandalf, I stayed at the hut and re-hung the new door to keep the mice out, or maybe in. The Cd’s hung from the hut roof to scare away birds were flashing very bright and there were no new holes in the hut from the annoying birds. The new propane-burning Coleman stove worked well, except it sucked our cylinder of propane dry; fortunately we had a small stove for backup. The lake was too cold for swimming but the ladies gave it a try anyway. In the evening they made a large bonfire and toasted marshmallows.
The third day I had mysterious back muscle spasms so I expected to be going slow on the way out. I left the hut a couple of hours early while the ladies climbed Cabin Hill. On the drive home our carload saw a medium-sized black bear, so they were able to cross “see a bear” from their to-do list. It was a good trip, with happy people. When I asked how they could afford to come to Canada, they explained that they were DINKS, which means Dual Income, No KidS.