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Bear Tracks

    Hey, everyone. We went for a walk in the woods today. As we walked along we heard a crash and saw a rotten tree falling to the ground. Later, when we returned from the creek we walked up that way to see it. We found fresh bear tracks in the vicinity. They had to have been made this morning because they showed no effects from the early morning rain we had. The sides of the track had not started to crumble at all. A bear track is rather easy to recognize because they are shaped quite a bit like a human, just a bit wider.
    A few years ago I saw a bear here at the green retreat. It was winter and I spotted him from a little distance. He was at the creek and I was above him on a hill. He was black and not so very big. A teenager perhaps, but he didn't have a cell phone. When he scented or heard me he ran off to the north in that peculiar, rolling gait that bears use. They are certainly not graceful looking when they run. It was a real treat to see one, however. Since then I've often seen their tracks but I've never seen a bear again.
    We probably would have seen one this morning, had we been more alert because I heard rustlings in the brush after the tree fell. Bears like to tear at rotten logs for bugs. The tracks we saw this morning were deep ones and it appeared that the bear might have jumped from a tree to make the tracks. Anyway, it added a little excitement and interest to our little nature walk.
    Hey, it's my wish for you that you are able to get outside and enjoy nature some today. From the author's green retreat.
    CE Wills

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