My very favorite interactions with the wildlife happened one early evening. We had just finished an early dinner in Waterton Lakes and I was feeling a bit tired. “Let’s just take a drive through to see if anything’s out” Tom suggested. I didn’t want to feel like the party pooper, so I agreed, but didn’t expect anything too exciting. Thank goodness Tom suggested our drive because we came across a “wildlife jam” on the two-lane road.
Not knowing what was up ahead and realizing that it was still quite a bit up the road, we pulled over in a designated pullout. We debated what to do … do we wait patiently for our turn, which undoubtedly means when the wildlife is gone … or do we get out, but not knowing what it was, I didn’t want to be “that person”. Within a couple of minutes, we could see people leaving the scene and heading back to their vehicles. Dang it, we missed it, I thought, but at least I wanted to know what it was. When I questioned one of the spectators, he said it was a cub up a tree – close to the road. I asked the stupid question … was it gone already? To my surprise, he said no. I figured that the park ranger must have been up there and made everyone move on, I mean they were impeding traffic for sure.
Finally, when it was clear, we made our way closer and sure enough, it was a dark black bear cub up a tree … the cutest thing ever!
As I snapped away a few shots, I wondered where mom was. A few others had joined us and no one knew. I thought that perhaps it was abandoned and had genuine concern for its well-being. Before long, I could see another cinnamon cub even higher up, but trying to shimmy down. Also, the most adorable thing … and still no momma bear in sight.
It was amazing to see them skillfully make their way down that tree. We had a parks vehicle pull over next to us and I thought that we were going to be told to leave, but they actually thanked us for doing the right thing by pulling over – right side of the vehicle on the grass, with the left still on the road. I asked about momma bear … they didn’t know. My maternal instincts kicked in and I became the designated momma until it could be found. 🙂
There she was, waiting for them to come on down. She must have ordered them up – probably due to the onlookers getting to close.
As they reunited with their momma, these little cubs couldn’t have been any cuter! They were frolicking and running amongst those beautiful wildflowers from the last post. Yes, this was precisely the same place that Tom & I had earlier hiked.
Every so often, momma bear would stop and wait for them to catch up.
They would promptly oblige her and race each other to join her.
I secretly prayed for them to stand up … dang, my wish was their command. First, the cinnamon cub stood up for me….
… followed promptly thereafter by the black cub joining in. I couldn’t believe how wonderful of a sighting it was and I blessed I felt.
As they ran around a bit, every so often they would stand up again to investigate their surroundings. I was beaming with delight!! No joke.
Mom would periodically venture on back to them, just to be sure that they were behaving and that all was well. She would then continue on with her grazing.
We were all in our cars and no bears felt threatened. It’s so wonderful to watch bears … well, just being bears. 🙂
It’s funny how you could literally see this black cub using its nose to sniff out details about its surrounding coming to it via the wind.
Is this the poster child for bears or what? Love it!
“Momma, there’s people watching us … I can see it and smell it!”
Several times park personnel stopped by us and asked us something quite interesting… they wanted to know if we saw the person in the 1st “wildlife jam” (the cubs up the tree) that was nasty to the onlookers and impersonated a park ranger and ordered everyone to leave! They were quite serious about finding the person, as they had gotten several complaints about the rudeness of the individual. Again, they thanked us for our time and said that if we learned anything about that encounter, to let them know. So that explains why everyone was leaving when the wildlife was still around. Probably explains the cubs being up the tree as well.
Eventually we realized that we had enough of the amazing encounter, though honestly I could have photographed them forever. Tom finally got me to agree to let them be … but not before another shot of momma bear and each of the cubs! Heehee.
We drove back to our lodging with a HUGE smile on my face … kind of like when I’m flying back to Homer from Katmai NP. Now, and only now, can I leave Canada!
Next blog post will feature Waterton Lakes NP’s sister park in the US … Glacier National Park. Stay tuned!
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