So my mother and sister came down to watch the kids so my husband and I could have some "us" time. We decided to go camping down south (Kenai, Soldotna, Homer, etc.). On the Kenai River at a nice fishing hole, a lovely young creature and cub came to chase us out of her fishing hole. It is the most scared I've been in a long time. The pictures are blurry because of the hand shaking. We are standing in the river and can't go much further back because the river is deep and fast. She is on the bank blocking our only escape route. She finally decided she didn't want to deal with us and took off into the bushes. We were stuck in the river for about 45 minutes hoping she would not find us offensive or scary. Mama bears can be quite scary (read: f'ing scary) if they think their young are being threatened. She only did a little threatening, aggressive behavior and that was when she got within 20 feet of us. For most of the encounter she was 25-35 feet away from us.
Yes, that's a gun. At one point, all four of us had drawn our weapons. Shots were fired but only into the air. She didn't really seem to mind much. She came right back.
She's a small sow really but much larger than any of us.
The cub was a cutie. He's in the back.
On another note, my son made these super cute bird houses for his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather for Father's Day. They are mostly orange because that is his favorite color.
I am almost done with the Burda WOF jacket. It just needs cuffs, belt, and lining.