I saw bears
This is serious. Three days ago my wife and I journeyed to the Appalachian Mountains of Virginia looking for bears and adventure. We found both. We saw not 1, not 2, but 6 bears. And I don’t think it’s the least bit arrogant to believe they new it was me and came out to greet us. Bears may not be the smartest animals (we are) but they DO know who they’re friends are.
Most of the bears we saw were on the side of the road but we had one close encounter with one in the woods. We ran into some woodsmen on their horses who tipped us off to the bear’s presence. Upon spotting him and failing to establish communication, we decided not to make chase. Below is a picture of one of the bears we saw (they’re hard to photograph. I think it’s because they are so secretive already).
