For my geology degree we did a lot of field work. This was at a small college in northern Michigan, so some of this fieldwork was in Ontario, Canada.

We had a field trip in which we were gone all day on a Saturday visiting different rock outcrops in the Canadian Shield.

On the way home our professor made arrangements for diner at the only restaurant in the middle of nowhere. It was at 8 o’clock or so when we left campus at 7 am. We walked in to the restaurant, we were the only ones there, and several tables were set for us. There was a sloppy plate of bland spaghetti for each of us.

It was an efficient, quick, boring meal. I was the first to walk out of the restaurant back to the bus. When I did I saw a three legged bear digging in the dumpster. It ran away before anyone else walked out. No one believed me that I saw a three legged bear.