Cooking out on the beach is a lot less fun in the rain. Hanging the food here involved climbing up a spruce tree (which is somewhat like bushwhacking through briar thickets, except you're having to hang on to the briar thickets) and hoping the bears liked climbing these many-branched trees even less than I did. The pressure was made just a wee bit higher by Deb's close encounter with a bear in our campsite when we arrived (he was nice and ambled on when she showed up).