A Miserable Day in Yellowstone!
A Test of Endurance
Bear Charges Trail Riders
Brother No.1 Takes a Hike
Camping,Boating and Bears!Part I
Camping,Boating, and Bears! Part II
Cooking School with M
Dust, Dips, and Bear Tracks
Family Forestry Expo
Grinnell Glacier Hike
Hoar, Ghosts, and Pits!
Lost on Father's Day?
M&E:Kids in the City!
Marmot Mountain Fun and Terror!
Mystery in the Rain Forest
Shuttle Bus Adventure
Snowshoe Fun on Winter Trails Day!
The Big Fair!
The Blood Red Moon
The Great Goldfish Adventure
The Swan Rangers and the 79 Switchbacks!
The Tough Trail
Ticks, Elk, Buffalo, and More!
Too Much to Bear
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Boating, and Bears!
We awoke happily after a night of pelting
rain, which our dad said
sounded like everyone in the campground was clapping. We put on our
clothes and exited our tent. We gulped down Boost and ate cinnamon bread
for breakfast. Our dad had come on the camping trip to photograph bears
and the entire Many Glacier area in Glacier National Park is well known
for its great bear viewing. We had already seen a bear on the Iceberg
Lake trail, and our dad thought that it would be a great idea to hike
that trail again. Soon, we walked to the trailhead where we set out for
Iceberg Lake. As we started up the incline, a couple with horses passed
us. Soon we passed a side trail with an orange warning sign that said
BEAR DANGER, this area closed due to
bears. We were a little scared and
continued on. The trail flattened out and we enjoyed the sights. We
walked along the trail, which runs through an alpine meadow with rocky
cliffs that rise up along the side. Before long, we spotted some bear scat with what
appeared to be the
berries of a Mountain
Ash. The huckleberries were past
their prime and evidently, the bears were foraging for other sources of
food. Before long, we got to
Ptarmigan Falls, where we had a quick
break. After what seemed like seconds, we got back on the trail. Soon,
we arrived at the location where we had previously seen a bear cross the
trail. Continuing on, we came to the tree where a bear had scratched. It
was obvious that a bear had scratched the tall tree because of the claw
marks on it. We trudged on along the trail.
As we walked along, we marveled at the glaciers, which we knew were
above Iceberg Lake. They had distinct faces on them. These glaciers
rested on the cirque, which went around Iceberg Lake. Soon we stopped at
a spot where previously we had seen mountain goats. There, we gazed up
to look through our binoculars at bighorn sheep. We knew that by that
time, we were close to the end of the trail. We continued, and finally
saw the pond that was connected to Iceberg Lake. Happiness struck
because we knew that just around the bend was Iceberg Lake.
A couple told us that there was a mama bear and her cub on the
mountainside above the lake. We had not yet reached the lake and spotted
the bears on the hillside. They looked like tree stumps to the naked
eye, but were obviously grizzly bears through magnification. We arrived
at Iceberg Lake. It was early September and summer had melted the
icebergs in the lake. We walked along the rocky beach to get closer to
the bears. At that location, binoculars were not needed to identify the
two animals. We relaxed and enjoyed watching the bears. We felt safe,
since the bears seemed fairly far away. Our mom and dad took snapshots
while we looked at the bears through binoculars and ate our snacks. The
bears were on a talus slope and we had trouble figuring out what they
were doing hanging around on the rocks. Just as we were opening our
pudding packs, the bears started running down the mountain! At that
moment, Dad snapped a picture.
“Time to go, folks,” a man said.
His words are famous
to this day. In a nervous flurry, we snatched up
our things and trotted away. It was very nerve-racking and the
excitement made our hearts race. We made it to where most of the people
were. I, “M” was especially nervous as we stood awaiting the next move
the bears would make. We realized that the cub was quite large. The
animals were quite close and if they wanted to, they could attack. The
mother bear disappeared while the cub watched. The bear could attack!
Finally, after a while, the bear went back into the woods. We quickly
walked back down along the trail. We could only think about the scary
incident that had happened before.
On the way back down the trail, a lady told us that up ahead, about half
a mile or so, a sow and two cubs were spotted. Our mom said the lady
looked nervous and frightened. Mom and Dad kept us together, and acted
as if a bear was going to attack us. We stopped to look up the hill and
check for bears, when I, “E” heard a bear grunt. I told everyone this,
but for some reason, they didn’t believe me. Mom though, told everyone
to start back down the trail because of this, but our dad didn’t. He
kept on looking up the hill. A terrifying crack and the bushes shaking
like a giant animal was moving, surprised us. Looking back, we saw our
dad sort of jog away when this happened. Now he believed that the bear
really was there. Continuing down the trail at a faster pace, we finally
got back to camp.
It was still early in the day, so we changed into our tennis shoes and
hung around our campsite. Our mom sent us over to the general store with
a little money to buy postcards. We bought some nice postcards. On our
way out, we saw some people eating ice cream, which looked delicious. To
our parents, we suggested getting ice cream. Our dad said that he
was thinking about getting some.
Later in the day, after playing in the amphitheater, and having fun, we
went over to the general store and got yummy soft serve. Mom, “M”, and
huckleberry and vanilla swirl, while Dad had vanilla soft serve.
While we were eating the ice cream, a church service was going on in the
amphitheater behind our campsite. We decided to go. The two of us sat
down behind everyone. Finally, when the service was over, we scampered
That night, we all snuggled down into our sleeping bags and wrote our
postcards by lantern-light. I, “M” could not get to sleep. The day had
been full of scary bear encounters, and the campsite was filled with
sounds. Behind our campsite was pure grizzly bear country. Soon, I heard
something. It was right next to the tent. From the way its footsteps
sounded, I presumed it was a deer. Later that night, a silence fell upon
the area. I imagined the scene. I could hear the grunts, snorts, and
footsteps of a bear. I felt sure that the animal would come at any
second. The terror was awful. After a while, I decided that if a bear
was to come, it would. I didn’t have to stay up waiting for it. That
night, the wind blew like a hurricane, lifting up the fly of our tent.
In the morning, after an otherwise peaceful night, we woke up. After
the tent down, we headed on our way. Our dad explained about
He described how all of the hills in that area were made of the
debris pushed by glaciers. The Going to the Sun Road was beautiful. It
was different than it had ever looked before. The mountains looked
different and riding in the vehicle felt different. In the end, we got
back home all in one piece. Our camping trip was successful.
woman was killed by a bear in the Many Glacier Campground on
9/23/76 (31 years ago)
one has ever been killed by a bear on the Iceberg Lake Trail
hike is about 10 miles round trip