My Mom is the bear whisperer. In her first visit to Yellowstone in 2009, she saw a black bear cub climbing a burnt pine. In 2010, on her visit to the Smokey Mountains National Park, she sees a black bear grazing on the shoulder. In a return trip to Yellowstone in 2016, Mom sees a bear. I've really wanted to see a bear in Texas, and though I've been to Big Bend, I've yet to see one. I guess I need to take Mom with me.
My grizzly from Katmai National Park & Preserve. In 2002, I camped in Yellowstone and Grand Tetons, and while travelling south along the John D. Rockefeller, Jr Memorial Highway, and Grizzly bolted across the highway. That was the first time I observed just how fast bears are. It had been rummaging through campsites on the north side of Grand Tetons.
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