Bear!

So, back to our bike ride to the swinging bridge...

on our way back, a little (big!) bear cub ran out of the woods from our left and went to the river on our right. We stopped, wondering were mama bear was. We waited for a couple minutes, and then 3 fishermen passed us on their bikes, so we figured there was safety in numbers and rode along behind them. They stopped after a bit and the baby bear came back up from the right and ran down the path in front of us. I was at the rear of our pack, and held my camera up and just snapped a picture hoping to get it. If you can find a way to blow the photo up a little, you can see a black spot running up the trail. (Usually if you click on the picture, it will open bigger in another page.) That is the cub. He ran up the left bank again, and about where the trail curves, just ahead of where he is, we could see him up high on a ledge. We never saw mama (phew!) and he ran off before everyone got a chance to see him up above us. Sure made for an interesting ride!