Big Bend Conservancy
Way back when our kids were small, we were camped in the Chisos Basin with a slide-in pickup camper. The first night, after the two youngsters had been bedded down, the wife and I were enjoying the quiet when a small parade of skunks meandered through our campsite. We didn't bother them, and thankfully they returned the favor. The next morning we told the children about the skunk parade, and they pleaded to be allowed to stay up late that night to see for themselves. After dusk that evening we relented, but set some specific rules. They would have to stay on the tailgate of the truck, and could make absolutely no noise if the skunks appeared. It was a bright, moonlit night. As I saw the skunks approaching, I very quietly reminded the children of the basic rules - be quiet and don't move! The skunks began their parade and the children were fascinated. Then one skunk deviated from the path and headed straight for the back of the truck. It walked casually under the tailgate, it's erect tail brushing the bottoms of their bare feet. It must have been agony, but the children didn't flinch from the tickling. It became a nightly ritual for the rest of that trip, except that they kept their feet on the tailgate from that night on.
Nice little creatures, you respect them..they respect you back. These little critters almost never see a human and hence have little or no fear of us.
Thank God, I recorded this fish story or else....... :
Anyone who has stayed in the Basin probably has a skunk story! Ours usually involve fear that the rustling outside the tent is a bear.
We mentioned it to the camp host and she said that they have learned how to unzip a tent. Smart little devils.
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