Went on a camping trip with guys , some of which I had not seen since 1974. I'm hooked and will be blocking my calendar for the same week next year. Several funny stories to bring me up to speed on what I had missed in the last 37 years. One funny story that happened on this trip: One of the guys that arrived late, came in to the pavilion telling us of a close encounter upon his arrival. He got out of his car, popped the trunk, and just happened to look down at his feet as he was unloading the trunk. A SKUNK was looking right back up at him. He backed away very cautiously and did not get sprayed. We didn't believe him. That wa too much luck to be true. About three hours later, I walk out to relieve myself. It's dark but by the moonlight from broken clouds, I could tell that I was standing at the edge of the clearing. I whip it out and start my business. Something moved in the leaves right in front of me. I backed up quickly and called for someone to bring out a flashlight. There it was... probably the same skunk seen earlier. However, this time his head was quite wet. No, I didn't get sprayed. Now I have witnesses that I have pissed on the head of a skunk and came out smelling like a rose! 8) 8) 8) This was one strangely marked skunk. He was all black (no stripe down his back and tail) but had a huge white "puff" on the top of his head. There was no mistaking it. It was a skunk. The size and the head were text book... just no white stripe... and obviously used to human contact in the park.