The Country Bears Turn to Pooh

There were some things I could always count on as a kid, I would always be hungry roughly 45 minutes after not eating enough at dinner, math would always be my worst subject in school, I would always be too afraid to go straight down the hill on my roller blades instead of weaving back and forth into neighbors yards and every summer I would get to enjoy the Country Bear Jamboree Vacation Hoedown.

 

Then, the year I graduated, the year I became an official 'adult' they closed the jamboree.

 

I enjoy live theater a lot, but the Country Bears were a step above that. What is more fun than a bunch of jovial singing bears?! For those of you who never got to see this show, or choose to pass it up, you are missing out.

 

 

We meet our host, Henry, who is revealed from behind a red velvet curtain after a short intro by three mounted heads (A deer, a buffalo and a moose). Mom liked to point out that the deer's name was Max, my Grandpa's name. Henry is kind of the glue that holds the show together as the rest of the cast seems to be slightly out of their minds most of the time.

 

Like I said, my main memories come from the Vacation Hoedown, which was not the standard show for the bears. Every year over the summer months the entire show was altered with new costumes and songs for the vacation holidays, as well as during the winter. In true Disney fashion they would do massive changes with complex costumes and re-programming the bears to sing new songs.

 

Instead of his top hat and tie, Henry was dressed in a camp t-shirt (still fits, kinda) and a park ranger hat. He and the Bear Skin Rugs, the house band, would sing about how much bears love the outdoors and it kind of became their anthem for a minute. Then they had a range of acts including a mountain climbing Elvis bear, a snorkeling bear with an octopus girlfriend, a bear vacation slide show and three singing lady bears in bikinis. All the lyrics were all changed to bear-themed things and there is plenty of corny jokes and sight gags.

 

Two parts of the show always made me smile,

 

1) The 'Ghost Riders in the Sky' sung by the Bear Skin Rugs. Its one of those foot-stomping, clap along kind of songs. Plus, little Oscar, the bear who sits on the front of the stage with his bottom lip sticking out and his teddy bear gets his only line, well kind of, he just says "Uh-huh"

 

2) Teddi Barra coming down from the ceiling. During the Vacation Hoedown she was dressed in a yellow rain slicker and sang 'Singing in the Rain' after descending from a giant flower. I think she fascinated me because she balanced on a tiny swing overhead and I was amazed at how they got her to move so much.

 

 

It was a chance to sit down and relax and watch the bears put on a great show, usually after being traumatized by Splash Mountain. You could hum the songs for the rest of the day, or at least until you got on 'It's a Small World'. I was so sad when I got back to Disneyland and Pooh had taken over the space.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

Disney is very good at paying homage to attractions they change or remove, and the bears do get a wink during the Pooh ride, in one room if you look behind you, you can see Max, Buff and Melvin, the buffalo, moose and deer from the Jamboree.

 

Not only was this show very entertaining, but it also showed me that I could enjoy different genres of music. Despite living in the south, I was more or less discouraged from listening to country music, so for a while the bears were my only country performer I could reference.

 

I had a neat experience with the bears again however, when I made my first trip to Disney World, where the show is still alive and kicking.  It was late in the evening before I got a chance to go, and none of my fellow park goers were too keen to see the show so I went alone. It was a magical moment for me to sit in a nearly empty theater and see the gang all together again, singing new songs (for me at least). It was like sitting down with a group of friends you haven't seen in years.

 

Lesson Learned

Sooner or later you have to grow up, but that doesn't mean you have to forget the little things that made you who you are.

 

 



Splashing Down

Me in Splash Mountain with the gospel chicken!

I think I have established that I was not an adventurous child. I have never broken a bone or been rushed to an emergency room for any kind of injury because I'm just not a risk taker. Until I was about eight or nine, Splash Mountain was a risk I was just not willing to take. Being a rather small child, Splash Mountain looked HUGE looming over me every time we walked by. Mom would kind of urge me to go on it, but eventually I would bury my face in her hip and say that this wasn't the year for Splash Mountain.

 

I'm not sure what came over me that year, maybe it was hot enough or my sister teased me enough or because my Uncle agreed to take me on it, but I finally consented. I could practically feel my knees knocking together as we stood in line, my stomach tied in knots. The only thing worse than waiting in a long line, is waiting in a long line for something you are not sure you want to do.

 

We finally got to the loading point and I experienced for the first time what I still constantly experience; they put the smallest one up front. WHY?! I was obviously terrified, why would they put the trembling tiny kid in the front? Even now I frown when they motion me to get in the front of the log, I'm not sure why they think I'm so thrilled to get wet.

 

So we take off, every bump and click making me jump, for some reason I'm positive they are trying to trick me and drop me down the big hill without warning. The first part of the ride is outside, the sun shinning, cheery music playing as you glide easily along. What I didn't realize is there is more than one drop in this ride. They drop you a few times down smaller hills, like this is fun. I don't think I've ever been so afraid to let go of the sides of the log.

 

Inside the mountain, Splash Mountain does what Disney does best; lulls you into a false sense of security. They are singing chipper songs as you float past, B'er fox, B'er Bear and B'er Rabbit interacting with each other.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

All the characters in Splash Mountain were harvested from a ride that resided in Tomorrow Land called "America Sings" which closed in 1988. (Besides the main characters) It was in the rotating theater where you would sit down to hear the critters sing songs from different eras before you would turn to a new stage. The cost of Splash Mountain was escalating so they pulled the happy crew out and transplanted them.

 

 Oh yeah, just relaxing

 

Oops, stuck?

Ha ha, oh that bear.

 

I had almost forgotten what this ride was at this point. The animals were all so happy and we  had rolled down a few hills that weren't too bad, it was actually kind of fun. I might have smiled a few times even. And then...

 

 

Oh dear. I gripped the sides of the log with a death grip as we clicked up the hill. You reach the top and see the certain doom that awaits you.

 

PS- That is not my hand..and this is the Florida Splash Mountain.

 

I have never heard of anyone actually falling out at this point in the ride, but at the time I was sure I was about to be blown out of the log like a leaf. I didn't see anything on the way down through my clenched eyes and gritted teeth. The drop seemed to last forever! When we finally hit the bottom I don't even remember if I got wet or not, I was just so relieved to be alive! As I slowly stopped hyperventilating we drifted into my favorite part of the ride, the showboat scene.

 

I love the gospel singing chickens!!

 

We weren't usually fond of buying on-ride pictures in my family, but when they caught a glimpse of my utterly terrified face they had to rush off and get it right away. I'm not sure where that picture is today (lost during a move no doubt) but it hung in my room for years after that. I was some kind of proud of myself for getting on that ride.

 

 

Lesson Learned;

Sometimes all it takes is the right circumstances for you to feel brave enough to try something you never thought you would.