nah. He stayed back. He was probably partying with Sum this weekend.
He hates the woods. His fur gets all matted and he has a hard time controlling his animal impulses.
One time we took him camping and everyone went through a crap-load of beer and old-crow.
The humans passed out, we thought bear did too.
When we woke up, our garbage bags were ripped through, food scraps were EVERYWHERE, two of the women were missing,
and bear was asleep by the smoldering ashes of our campfire with a slim-jim wrapper on his chest and the scent of nacho-cheese Combos emanating out of each snore.
He hasn't been back since.
true story.