Grizzly and Cub, Yellowstone, WY -- Okay, momma past the rocks so I pack up and go! I spend the night in the car about 30 miles from here, but still thick in Grizzly country. One of the brochures I am given by the campground guard notes to be sure to have your Grizzly Pepper Spray handy -- oh crap! At about 3 am. I wake up freezing and having to pee to beat the band. Wait, Grizzly Country ... hmm ... maybe if I roll down the window and ... no, that's not going to work. I'll just quietly sneak out, do my business and get back inside. Only I forget the keys are in the ignition so as soon as I crack open the door ... dome light comes on to a choir of dings! You've never seen anyone get their business done faster than I did just then! The kicker to the story? The next morning I turn on the radio and heard this news item ... Man mauled by Grizzly Bear protecting her cub!!! I swear to God! No idea if it was that same guy but way creepy moment there!