I went off the road and cut through an overgrown lane through the woods …
And a bear cub the size of a young Newfoundland cut across about 15 yards away, bounded into the tree line. I looked to my right, where he came from, in case mom was there.
She wasn’t, she was a few feet to my left standing, arms wide. I’ve seen a lot of bears lately, some really close, this was the first one I’ve ever seen standing. Bears aren’t nearly as cute standing as they are lurching away on all fours.
In the, er, ah, excitement of the moment, I never really saw this:
But I definitely saw this: