Across a narrow channel from our camp, a black bear spent two days grazing on beach vegetation. We were curious about its choices of greenery, so when we thought the bear had moved on, we crossed the channel to investigate. There were clear signs of grazing, but they reflected old munching, not the recent activity. As we meandered over the short vegetation, we were greeted by a loud “Whuff, Whuff, Whuff!” from the dense brush above the beach area.
“Ooooops! Sorry, bruin, we thought you’d gone!”