Even though we were incredibly lucky - I was super pissed about losing the prime rib.
The bear that got the 20 lb prime rib roast that was in here, left the salmon and didn't leave a puncture on any of the three boats it was on.
Even better, someone was sleeping within about 10 feet of this boat and the bear had to get on and off this about three times.
This was on the MF at Sheepeater. There were cocktails, and then some more cocktails and then the straps didn't get hooked back over the cooler and......it could have been a lot worse. Definitely not my boat though.
At some point in the night the bear pushed over the snag that we hung the garbage in and made a mess out of that.
A couple of folks the next morning said "we heard some big crack but didn't go look cuz.....". I never heard anything myself. Sometimes that first night on the riv after the push to get there and I am done, done. Oh well.
No blood no foul and we scored some london broil from one of the lodges. Cooler-not-strapped guy got to buy those. That's my bear story. I slept right through it.