British Columbia’s Black Bears


When we were right about here on our beautiful B.C. run this afternoon:  a biker passed by and calmly cautioned:  “Bear cub up ahead.”  It took a few moments to comprehend what he’d said (now city-dwellers, not expecting such ….).  I was completely freaked out, as I realized that what we’d thought were horse droppings throughout our amazingly scenic run, were actually bear droppings.  (My husband grew up in the mountains, so thankfully wasn’t nearly as freaked out as I was.)  We turned around and decided take a drive around the lake later in the day, only to come across this little guy (though we don’t think s/he’s a cub):

They are actually pretty cute from the vantage point of a safe car🙂