A tough hike to bear

I took my Emma on her 1st one on one backpacking trip this weekend.  We decided to go over to the dry side to try escape the rain.  It may never stop raining this spring in Western Washington.  So far this year we have had one day above 75 degrees.  I searched online and found a great trail called Ingalls Creek.  There was lots to look at, beautiful wildflowers, varied trees in the forest, sunlight (gasp) on the rocks made for interesting views on the way to the campsite.  We hiked in a coupe of miles and made camp right next to the creek.  The creek was so noisy we had to raise our voices to talk but it was a very pretty place to spend the night.  Emma had fun hopping on the large boulders that lined the bank and we enjoyed having a small campfire to ward off the evening chill.  At dusk we had two visitors.  First a small field mouse with the biggest eyes you have ever seen came and inspected our camp for crumbs.  He found a few bites then went back into hiding.  A little later a bat made an appearance and buzzed by our heads a couple of times.  There were very few bugs on the hike and I didn't even apply insect repellent.  Compared to our last camping trip the lack of skeeters was heaven.
The last and best visitor came the next morning while we were cooking breakfast.  A medium sized black bear ambled almost into our camp (probably could smell the bacon) before we saw it and shouted it off.  I was cooking and had my back turned but Emma said it got to about 20 feet before she yelled to get my attention.  By the time I looked up the bear was about 40 feet away and was ambling up a steep hill.  It was a thrill to see a bear so close and it got my heart beating as well.  The cameral was in the tent so I didn’t get any pictures of the bear but I did get lots of other  pictures.