The camping thief

Over the 4th, James and I went camping up at George H. Crosby Manitou State Park. We had to hike 1.5 miles into our campsite, so we thought that it would be a good idea to bring the bear vault with to store our food. We decided to invest in the bear vault (a small container that locks on top and is made of plastic) so that we constantly wouldn't have to hang our food so that the critters wouldn't steal it at night.

On Friday night we had the bear vault full of ice so that our breakfast (eggs and sausage) would stay cold for the next morning. We had brought s'mores supplies out with us, but we were so tired we only wanted 1 s'more each and therefore had leftover food. Because it wouldn't fit into the bear vault we figured that we would put it in James' hiking pack and put it up off the ground.

Saturday morning I awoke to the sound of an animal close to our tent making a lot of noise. I frantically woke James up and made him go out and take a look (being the manly husband that he is he did it without protest). We soon discovered the little squirrel pictured below had snuck into James' pack and took the chocolate and was on his way with the marshmellows and graham crackers. He was already the hyper little squirrel just squirreling away his new treasures...can you imagine how he would have felt after eating the chocolate and the marshmellows. Poor little guy probably had a stomach ache.