The morning call was "bears at the fence." Pulled on clothes and headed out to the yard and up on the viewing platforms. Sure enough, bears. It had rained overnight, but the sun was coming up. There was beautiful light and color as the sun broke through the clouds. There was a bear sitting right in front of us and as the sun lighted him up, I thought I got my best bear pictures of the trip.
It was so tempting to reach out and touch the bears through the fence, but you would face the wrath of Terry, our intrepid guide and all knowledgeable bear expert.
The woman in the black parka is Diane, our most intrepid photographer. There was not much that she missed.
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