We went to see bears earlier this week. I find it a little funny that there’s a huge two story gift shop, with a fudge bar and ice cream shop in it, then hey, come to the back and pay to see three bears!
Before we left, Reid, Sally, Jack, and I got ice cream. The girl taking our order was from Moscow! I had the sudden urge to give her a big hug, but I refrained from being a crazy American. We talked with her for a small bit, but she had other customers.
Ok, so that same day that we paid to see the bears, we saw a bear walking down the street on our way down the mountain from our cabin! Let’s just say, I haven’t been running since we got here.
Here’s the blurry sighting of the bear running away from our car.
That same day there was a raccoon incident. But that’s another post for another day.