Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly. . .and bears gotta drive all the way up to Rye! Yes, it’s almost time for the Bear Trek (aka the International Bear Jamboree)—not for polar bears who’ve been forced off their melting ice caps, mind you, but for hairy, pudgy gays (and bears at heart) who revel in a decided lack of depilatories and stomach crunches, preferring to revel in their natural masculinity. Are you man enough? Are you fat enough? Are you ready for four days of folk music, brunching, and chubby chasing? I am! I’d rather be with stern bears than with anyone from Bear Stearns right now.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on March 21, 2008