Since Chuck and Georgia didn't seem to worried about the earthquake or seemed to have any knowledge of it, we decided it was safe enough to continue and/or start enjoying our vacation. Zack, Cheese, Dillon, Becket and Frank wanted to relax by going fishing with Chuck and Georgia. I had already grown tired of the ocean after our nearly life threatening voyage the night before and was adamant about staying on shore with the girls. We headed into town for a day of
SHOPPING OMG! NO WAY! LIKE AWESOME! The girls gushed secrets about their boys and we all concurred that they were stinky jerks and that we didn't want to see any of them again. So we took off in the car and left those stupid poo poo heads in Seward to rot with the fishes. Setting out, we decided Anchorage would be the first place the dirty boys would be looking for us so we turned south towards Kenai starting a state wide game of hide and seek.
To make sure we wouldn't be found, the girls and I took as many dirt roads as we could. Big mistake! As we were driving deep into the forest a grizzly bear burst out of the woods and ambushed our car. The girlies gasped and screamed. I put on my fur hat and jumped out of the car and tackled the bear. Both of us swinging and punching at each other as we tumbled downhill. The grizzly and I rolled down an embankment and landed in a river. We were both startled as we splashed into the frigid waters. I got up, batted at some salmon and then ran off into the woods. Meanwhile the bear got up and dusted himself off and climbed into the car with the girls. After running a few hundred yards I realized I wasn't a bear and turned around to kick the bear out of the car. We made camp on the banks of the River Kenai. The gentle and song of the river soothing us to sleep. Lauren and I found it to be an infinite improvement over the broken yodels echoing from deep with in the mountainous Cheese.