The Other Day…
…I met a bear
I was on a run on the Brotherhood Bridge Trail with Maggie and Oso. For those unfamiliar with the area Brotherhood Bridge Trail is sort of like a greenbelt. It goes about 2 miles through the forest and has a trailhead at each end.
The main Brotherhood Bridge Trail is actually paved and dogs must be kept on leash there. I don’t like to run with both the dogs on leash so I decided to take the narrow dirt “horse trail” which parallels the Brotherhood Bridge Trail for most of the route (you have to cut back onto the main trail to cross a creek) where dogs are allowed to run loose.
We were about 1/3 of the way into our run when the dogs suddenly got very excited. Oso took off into the bushes to my left and when I looked in that direction I saw a black bear! The bear was about 30 feet away in a tree but only a couple of feet off the ground. It looked like a young bear, maybe a yearling, but not a cub (phew!). It was adorable! These black bears are tricky because it is very difficult to be frightened of something so cute!
Luckily Maggie has better instincts, she took one look at the bear and ran away down the trail (good dog!). Meanwhile, I could not see Oso but I could hear him barking at the bear. I called him but his normal response to wildlife is to bark until it is tree-d or runs away. The bear started to move around and I wasn’t sure what it was going to do…
So I ran away.
Folks, this is not what you should do if you meet a bear! For me, however, this was a calculated risk. I knew that if I left Oso would follow me so we would not be harassing the bear. We were also far enough away from the bear in the first place (and it was in a tree) so it could not easily charge us. Almost as soon as I took off Oso trotted up behind me, probably wondering why I didn’t help him scare the bear away. Luckily, the bear did not follow him.
I did the rest of my run with on the heavily-trafficed main trail.


I’m so glad you’re posting regularly again – even if it’s not so much about knitting! I love your photos and your dogs and all your exciting stories of living in the Wild West.
Wow, I can imagine that was quite a scary experience, especially with the unpredictability of both the bear and the dogs! The last time I saw a bear on a trail in Nova Scotia, my first instinct was to get a photograph of it. Probably a good thing that we didn’t see one in Alaska!
Wow – a bear! Makes my fear of herds of cows when I’m out running seem rather ridiculous!
Oh Oso! what a crazy boy.
Wow, a bear on Brotherhood – were there no other people around? that trail seemed to be well-used,. Glad everything turned out all right
Dad saw a brown bear on Admiralty right in front of his car – walked right out into the road!