If you look really closely, you will see a skunk. We heard him the first night
and thought it was just a racoon. But the second night while we were eating
he came to check out our garbage. Yikes!! He apparently is so use to all
the people at the campsite, that everything we did to make him go away
didn't work. Jim finally threw a corn cob at him and he just picked it up and
left. The next night we were waiting for him, but my camera got more of
Jim's truck than of the skunk. He was right there, though, like the camp
mascot.