Undeterred that I couldn’t mimic the sound of the bears’ favorite food, we still managed to witness some furry beasts close to our vehicle. This handsome fellow glanced our way while he was out for a stroll.
A young bear with a vivid white coat was only brave enough to venture as close as a distant boulder. He stood his ground, finally climbed on top of the rock, and then turned his back to us. OK, we can take a hint!
This grumpy older one got roused from slumber because of the rover’s noise, and quickly scooted away for a less visible and quieter spot.
There was no way that this bear was going to stir from his cozy bed. He made it clear, “Move along people, I’m not here to entertain you!”
Ah, but one furball kindly posed long enough for me to take a proper portrait. (To emphasize the beautiful detail of the fur, I dropped the saturation and applied a Topaz Adjust filter to the image.) Isn’t this bear handsome?!
Bits of sleet were already coming down and a wintery front was predicted to arrive just in time for our evening tundra rover trip. We saw something both magical and hilarious at the beginning of the ride. You will not want to miss my next post!