Being a Bear

Up to the lost coast and huge redwood forests of Northern California.

I spend a week snuffling around in the undergrowth and going on very long hikes in the redwoods. I feel very bear like. Mainly because I want to eat lots of meat and do not wash.

Bear food

The dutch oven is the best cooking device. I only use open wood fires yet produce wonderful meals. Well, all my new bear friends said they were.

I am lost

The countryside is magnificent, the wildlife abundant.

Are you really a bear or are you just pretending?
The truck and camper like me being a bear.
Big Trees
More bear food.
Mexican Bear food
I do like to be beside the seaside.

I stay mainly in National Parks, which are fantastic places, so wild, so huge, so full of bears. Congratulations California on your National Parks!

Lost again.

In Fort Bragg I amazingly run into one of Irelan’s top traditional bands,

Big venue

They are amazingly good at playing their instruments but they lapsed into Irish music hall banter. “Sure love is blind. Yes ,but marriage is an eye opener right enough.” This was cringemaking to me but my fellow audience members lapped it up.

I like being a bear.

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2 Responses to Being a Bear

  1. Rachel Claus says:

    And you are a good bear.

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