Me and my dad would go [camping] up north, and we just had a small, little trailer. It was my first encounter with a bear. I was 4 years old.

I was like, 'Dad, Dad, Dad, there's a bear!'

He's like, 'Go back to sleep.'

In the morning, there were teeth marks in the gas can. That's probably when I fell in love with Nature.

~ Kielyn Marrone

Canadian wilderness survivalist