We gripe when we have a walk cut short due to a sudden thunderstorm, but last night we accepted the Hu-Dad’s suggestion to take a short cut.
With the ski area next door closed until November, we often walk through their parking lots during our evening strolls. We were headed to the far end of a particular parking lot when we realized it was already occupied by someone who did not look in a sharing mood.
This time of year finds a lot of solitary bears wandering. Mom takes care of cubs for a year and a half, so the yearlings were kicked loose to live on their own earlier this summer. This is probably such a youngster and he/she (we didn’t get close enough to figure that out) is dining on the blackberries which are just now ripening. We decided to turn around and go a different way.