Polar Bear vs Black Bear.

I’m on a camping trip with some Buddies in West Virginia, when in the middle of the night, out of nowhere a huge black bear shows up for dinner. He tore through everybody’s coolers and eats all the food he could find. We put up with this for as long as we could before running the bear off with my dog Buck and a shotgun. (Shots fired in the air only).

At sun up, we assessed the damage. Everybody’s food had been eaten and my Polar Bear Cooler was missing, I tracked up in the woods a ways and found my Polar Bear Cooler torn and tattered, but still intact. All of my steaks and eggs, milk, butter everything was totally fine. The bear had tried, but could not get in.

Later at the campfire, where everyone was watching me cook breakfast, I couldn’t help but brag about my Polar Bear Cooler.

Look for some orders soon from some hungry campers!

Kevin Ford
Polar Bear customer

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Decoy Money Bag

I was coming into to San Jose Costa Rica on a bus when this guy drops a hand full of change in my lap. When I bent down to help him pick it up, his friend grabbed my black Polar Bear Cooler thinking it was a high dollar camera and ran out the door. While I do value my Polar Bear Cooler very much, it is not the bag I keep my valuables in. Lucky for me those two Ticas only made out with a couple of half frozen fish filets and some beer. I wish I could have seen the look on their faces when they opened that bag.

Thanks Polar Bear for making a quality cooler bag, I’m going to need another one.

David Kenzy
PBC Customer

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One long night

Late one evening near Hilton Head Island on a moon lit night, I took my date out for an evening sail on my mini catamaran to a little island I had been to many time before. We had packed up my Polar Bear and were going to camp there for the night, just 3 miles off shore. About half way there I leaned over to grab a beer out of my Polar Bear and accidentally pushed it overboard, I quickly reached out to grab it, then I went overboard. The boat was moving to fast for me to grab on, so there goes my date and my boat off into the darkness. I quickly striped down to my undees and started swimming for shore. I made it to shore in about 2 hours and went for help. Around daybreak the next day, myself along with the local authorities found the catamaran upside down with my date hanging on underneath. Needless to say that’s probably my last date with her. But what really bothers me is that somewhere out there is a red Polar Bear cooler full of beer.


Kevin Ford again!
Polar Bear customer