So if you're fishing in the Park, burn your clothes and douse yourself with clorox.
I'd be curious to find out if those last victims had been fishing. That smell doesn't go away.
Especiallu when we consider who is doing the sniffing. A bear’s sense of smell is nothing short of amazing.
The journals of the Lewis and Clark expidition are hilarious to read when they get to grizz country, and give the first accounts of “dumb white man meets big bear.” Ain’t much changed in 200 years.