Sometimes our Grandson Adam’s voice is monotone. Thursday morning is when we heard Mom …a bear, Mom…a bear.
We three adults looked up, in an instant I knew it was not Odda. It could be viewed out our living room window…sauntering by. Indeed it was a full grown bear. We all shouted together “BEAR” then maybe a few bad words… “Where is Chance? “ (In the house with us…thank goodness) “Get your camera” “Which way did he go?”
I won’t lie, the first time I went outside, I told Adam, we have to watch all directions…just like being on patrol in the army. I was alert…and just a tad scared. We alerted the neighbors and drove around to see if we could find the bear tracks or any sign of him…he appears to be gone…maybe.
Adam and Jen are here with us this week, Adam is taking Drivers Education Classes.
My bear sightings in Minnesota.
#1 At an Auction Sale in early spring…it was hungry and they were frying hamburgers, late 1980’s.
#2 Running across our driveway at the resort late 1980’s.
#3 August 17, 2014 JoLynn and I saw one in a tree along Hwy 113.
#4 June 18, 2015 The Boot Lake Bear
#5 June 9, 2016 In our yard.
Nope no photo…but I have a photo etched in my brain…I wish you could see it.
Adam says "Yes that was the first bear I have seen in the wild in Minnesota and it looked me right in the eye."
The DNR says the best way to avoid bears is not to attract them.
Our garbage is inside containers inside the garage…but there are the bird feeders outside.