An update from Arnold. He wanted a break from his bike for a day or two, so he headed to Yellowstone Park.
He parked the bike up, transferred some stuff from his panniers to a rucksack, and set off on a hike.
He soon found himself at a famous spot. So he waited. And waited. And waited. And then Whooosh! What a spectacular geyser!
He hiked on all day, and then when it got to teatime, he found a good spot and started to set up camp.
He was just getting the sandwiches out, when he heard a noise…
Oh my lord! A bear! Arnold was quite afraid for a minute, but the bear was very friendly, and wanted a chat. So they shared the sandwiches.
And as the sun went down, Arnold got out the marshmallows, and they toasted them and talked into the night.
Eventually the bear said it was his bedtime, so he said goodbye. And Arnold snuggled down in his bivvy bag, warmed by the last embers of the fire.
The next morning, he packed everything up, made quite sure the fire was completely out, and set off the walk back to the bike, quite refreshed.