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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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Too Much to Bear (Grrrrr)
This article is a lesson to all bears: Don’t go into town, or
this might happen to you.
Our studies were finished at last, so we decided to take a walk.
Maybe there would be a little adventure outside of the boring
life at home. As we started out on our walk we noticed Mr. B
watering his lawn and Mrs. B in her white Cherokee Sport driving
towards home. We passed the cat house where all the cats, it
seems, come together at one house. Once we even saw Ms. D’s cat,
After walking a few blocks we headed back towards home. Two
girls came along on bikes. They excitedly told us not to go
towards the school on 4th Ave., because there was a bear!
“Don’t go down there, there’s a bear,” said one of the girls.
“I’m not kidding, the police are even over there.”
“M” was skeptical and thought that maybe they were joking.
But their statement was confirmed when a lady walking down the
street asked, “Are you going to see the bear?”
doubt was blasted away! We ran the 2 blocks home and told Mom
that there was a bear. Mom rushed to get ready. We put our
kitten, Wessah, into his pet taxi, and closed the door. He stays
in his carrier when we go places. We got the cameras, turned off
the stove, leaving our pot roast to *rot, and sped out of the
house. We drove to the scene, which was practically right around
the block from us. A few days earlier, the newspaper had
reported that a puma had been spotted on that same street. There
were many people standing around looking up at a tree. As M
began taking video, we heard that the bear had been seen by the
elementary school, climbing on the fence.
A boy said, “Dude, post that on Youtube. Name it “Bear Stuck in
Tree”, and I’ll watch it.” M assured him that she certainly
would do just that. The boy then went around telling everyone
that the video would be on Youtube.
The police warned us to stay back, because if the bear came down
it might come towards us. The bear stayed in the tree for a
while as kids, teenagers, and adults took pictures and observed
the slightly large black bear. Several minutes later, the bear
commenced to climb down the large tree. Everyone got tense as it
slowly made its way down the tree trunk. E was kind of scared
when the bear began to descend. As it reached the ground,
nervous screams went up! The bear jumped a high fence and
climbed another tree in someone else’s backyard. We drove around
the block, then parked right across the street from the yard
where the bear was. A bunch of people were standing around
looking at the bear when a lady rode up on her bike and asked
what was going on. She exclaimed that she had never seen a bear
before and leaped off her bike. She ran right up to the fence
and looked at the bear.
Police now asked people to clear back. They wanted to shoot the
bear with a tranquilizer dart and didn’t want him to get nervous
and run higher up the tree. If he did, he would have farther to
fall and possibly hurt himself. Everyone got back and we sat in
our vehicle and waited. In the meantime, Mom called Dad and told
him about all of the excitement. A few minutes later, Mom saw
the bear drop from the tree. Everyone went back over to the
fence to see what would happen next. The sleeping bear was
examined. Dad arrived right when the bear was being carried out
and put into the bed of a Fish, Wildlife, and Parks pick-up
truck. Before the truck departed, we all pet the brown, furry,
black bear as he lie there sleeping.
So, it was just a normal day, and by the end of it we had petted
a real live, wild black bear!
*The pot roast did
not rot and we ate it for dinner.