I admit that the most breathtaking views and sights from my adventures don’t tend to make it into the blog. I am usually too busy staring with delight and wonder to capture those fleeting moments. I saw the Tetons bright and clear my first day in Jackson, but I never took a picture. They were clouded over the rest of the time.
Yesterday I saw a yearling bear on my hike. It was a brown bear too big to be a cub, but definitely not full grown. My jaw dropped, I smiled, and felt like the luckiest person on the planet. I didn’t even think of the camera until it scampered off down the trail and out of sight.
I also saw a mother black bear and two cubs in Grand Teton National Park on the way home from Yellowstone. Katrina and I were safely in the car, but I admit, I rolled down the window to take this shot. Momma bear was definitely unhappy, but the two cubs scrambled around the tree like they owned the place. It was a delight to see, and I did get a picture!