Not once, but twice (same full size, black bear, in the same place)! up to 50 yards away when we were on our way to Lightning Lake; 30-40 yards away a couple of hours later on our return trip. Both times he was right on the trail and moved off it when he became aware of us. We stared at each other as we walked past, talking loudly, like you're supposed to. We did not panic, but you better believe we kept checking behind us the rest of the trip!
Unfortunately we didn't get a good picture. He's in the middle. The area was burned a couple of years ago and he blended in very well.
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What was it that Scott always said to us as part of his goodbyes?
I believe the phrase was "Watch for Bears" but I'm not sure it applies here. The picture would indicate that Mom has attempted to pass off a strange-looking tree stump as actual wildlife.
Hopefully she doesn't mislead the poor SNRA tourists in a similar fashion.
Ah, the skeptic. If you had been there, perhaps with your children & wife, alone in the wilderness, with only your wits, a couple of hiking sticks and an out-of-date digital camera, you would understand the sheer terror we felt and the courage it took to escape to our trusty Explorer unscathed.
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