During our recent trip to the Rockies, Tim and I took a walk one afternoon, not far from the cabins where we were staying. We walked and talked, enjoying the warm sun and relative lack of mosquitoes. As we rounded a corner on the trail, our eyes met the eyes of a large black bear munching away on berries about 100 feet away. He saw us at the same time we saw him.
I turned to leave, but Tim grabbed my arm and said, "Don't run." I wasn't planning on running, exactly, just walking very fast. Instead, we stood there staring at the bear for a few seconds while he stared at us. Then we began backing away. The bear, curious, but not threatening, followed for a few steps, then presumably lost interest.
It was a very short walk. And I didn't have my camera. I don't know if I would have had the presence of mind to actually use it if I had had it with me. Bears are animals deserving respect. So many tourists approach bears, disregarding the signs not to do so. Bears might look cuddly, but they can move very quickly if threatened. I was glad Tim was with me - he has much more bear experience than I have.
I did snap the photo of the bear in the above photo, much smaller than the one we encountered. The little black bear was feeding on bushes beside the highway, so we stopped, along with at least 20 other cars, and took some photos. In all we saw four bears on our trip, one of them a grizzly.
Linking to Mosaic Monday, hosted by Mary of the Little Red House.