God gave us the gift of life; it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well.
(a young bear scales the tip top of the trees in Cades Cove / Julie Cook / 2018)
We’ve come up to Tennessee, to Cades Cove for a couple of days.
It is by far one of my most favorite places on earth…as I have seen some mighty grand and
lovely places on this planet. But Cades Cove is special.
I’ve written about Cades Cove before so I won’t go into all of that all over again
but just know that it remains a small remnant of who and what settled this great
land of ours.
Today in the Cove (an 11-mile one-way loop around what was once an early 19th-century
mountain valley settlement and centuries-old Indian territory)
we actually came upon two bears climbing like nimble footed acrobats
to the tip-top branches of the trees…
there were berries.
Cars had stopped as everyone got out, careening necks upward while staring in amazement,
watching these two big black bears acting more like squirrels.
As the day waned, we made our way back to the cabin where we were staying and
decided to go hike some of the nearby trails.
We had been told upon check-in that there was a bear on the property so just be
vigilant when out and about.
Making our way up a narrow trail, my husband leading the way with his long spider stick
waving precariously in front of him like some sort of crazy conductor’s baton
(a stick or twig used to knock down all the webs that are prolific this time of year)
all the while as I lagged slightly behind with my camera snapping pictures of the various
mushrooms and toadstools and yes, spider webs…
Suddenly my husband stops dead in his tracks and urgently announces BEAR.
About 20 feet in front of us, at the bend in the trail, lumbers a very large mother
black bear with two tiny cubs in tow.
I threw my camera up as fast as I thought I had life left to do so in order to snap a shot,
a shot I didn’t even have time to focus, when mom and babies nonchalantly kept
walking around the curve in the path….
all the while as we prayed she wouldn’t turn and charge at us.
We just stood there as she rounded the turn and disappeared.
Then boldly, or brazenly I’m not sure which, we opted to take a few steps forward just
to see which way they were headed when suddenly one of the cubs pops back around
the corner to take a gander at us before he circles back to mom.
At which point we turned and took another trail.
Once back down to the main road we spied a maintenance worker who we decided should
hear our report of seeing a mama bear with cubs on the retreat’s property.
He casually replies “yeah…they’ve been around awhile, best to keep your distance
but that’s nothing…
two weeks ago I was standing right over there when a mountain lion came
out of nowhere and crossed the path right in front of me…
but these darn spiders…now they’re what really bothers me”
We opted to leave him our spider stick for protection.
The wild animals honor me,
the jackals and the owls,
because I provide water in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland,
to give drink to my people, my chosen,
Your photos always amaze me, but I especially love the spider web. The intricacy of God’s design far exceeds what we can call evolution. Perfection in every woven thread.
Enjoy your time away in God’s beautiful creation! But be wary!
And awesome we weren’t mauled and eaten 😎
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Love this… 🙂
Years ago my parents and I were hiking in a national park and came near a mother bear and cub. My father had his camera and took a photo, but he had been taking wide-angle shots and still had that lens on the camera–we were never able to locate the bear in the picture. J.
We’ve got lot’s of those kinds of photo over the years…the “where is it, I know I saw it” photos 🙂
How do the bears know there are berries high in the trees? Do they smell them? If they see droppings on the ground, maybe they just look up to see where they came from. Interesting.
I say decades of intuitive knowledge— and we saw “a fresh dropping” which let us know to get the heck out of dodge— intuitive
Two things: My father hitting the bear across the nose with a broomstick, after the bear had eaten ten pounds of raw bacon, was at Cades Cove. Also, my wife has never seen a bear in the wild. I had never NOT seen a bear driving through the Smokies – until after we were married. We’ve driven through the park several times and walked all over Cades Cove, and never saw a bear.
Wow you guys saw a bear! What, mountain lions are in the vicinity too? Reading this makes me realize just how much of a city boy I am…
it just takes one little jaunt out to the woods or sea to put one quickly back into the food chain :)–and I find that to be a good reminder of our lives and world…despite our ego-centric thoughts, we are not the be all to end all 🙂
“it just takes one little jaunt out to the woods or sea to put one quickly back into the food chain…” Wow good point.
it is a true humbling reminder when we enter a realm wher we are not the be all to end all….