Let me tell you about the bears and the bees...
Well, once upon a time, there was a bear. He lived in the forest! One day he was walking west, like bears do, and he came to a paved road running through his forest. He was pondering this road when he noticed a sound coming along the road toward him. He looked up the road and saw a quiet electric car gliding along, with a person and a camera hanging out the window!
"Oh bother," the bear thought. "This cannot be good. What shall I do? ... Think, think, think." He decided putting distance between him and this car would be a good idea, so he began rambling along the road away from the car. He was content with this approach until he noticed the car... getting closer... and closer still! "Oh bother!" he thought again, and turned and ran back into the forest!
The bear, still wanting to go west, like bears do, realized he had never crossed the road, and had ran back into the forest the way he had come. "Oh bother," he said to himself. "Think, think, think." The bear decided to walk along the road a ways, hidden from site, and once he had gone far enough he would try the crossing again. Several minutes passed. He poked his tan bear-nose out of the underbrush along the side of the road and looked both ways. Spotted again! The car had parked in the shade and the people were having a picnic! He pulled his bear nose back into the underbrush and ran away like a scaredy-cat (or a scaredy-bear)! Much to his delight, he never saw that car again.
The bees did not have such an exciting day. They saw the people, and the car, and heard the clickclickclick of the camera shutter; but they were much too busy to be bothered. They just bumbled along, visiting every wildflower, without a moment's rest...

And that is the story of the bears and the bees. David and I had a lovely day, unexpectedly finding ourselves in the Willamette National Forest with a camera, some chips and salsa, and not a care in the world.