A few years back, late one summer I was driving out of Sequoia National Park and saw Bear Crossing signs. And then there he was, a big old bear munching away by the side of the road. Not the most dramatic encounter, but I was exited nonetheless. It was the first time I ever saw a bear in the wild. All the trips to Yosemite, Yellowstone and other parks, and I had never seen one before. But for most of us, we live in places where bears are more likely found in place names then out in the woods. The Bear Valley Trail at Point Reyes is one of my favorite places. It’s been years since any bears have been seen in those parts.
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