Well, here we are again. It’s bear photography season! With berries and other fruits ripening, the bears are easier to find. We haven’t gotten out as much as we would like to, but we’ve seen a few.
They finally opened the Bison Range! We’ve been over a few times but we haven’t seen any bears there. For that matter we haven’t seen near as much game as we usually do.
Both the physical climate and the political climate have been running hot this month. It’s hard to get motivated to go out and take pictures. We are always glad we did afterward. It takes your thoughts off current events, gives you some peace of mind.
Some may find it strange, but I’d rather be in close proximity with the bears right now than a lot of the people. Not because of the “pandemic”, rather because I know what to expect from them.
A few years ago, we had a memorial for my aunt that passed away. We were gathered at the graveyard on my family’s property. My uncle was playing guitar and singing “God Must Be a Cowboy at Heart”, when he motioned behind the crowd. We turned to see a black bear trotting across the field not far behind us. All I could think was, “She must be pissed! She always wanted to be reincarnated as a horse!” Then I got to thinking, horses are beasts of burden. How would you like to have to carry someone on your back all of the time? A Bear’s life is probably much better, Your main worry is to eat and get fat so you can sleep all Winter. I could go for that.