Buddy bear.

Buddy bear.

There are a thousand reasons, I suppose, we are obsessed with the bear. He’s beautiful, for one. Big, and healthy, with a full shiny coat that makes you wonder if he spent any time hibernating this winter. (He sure doesn’t seem to have lost any poundage.)...

The Bear Who Came To Dinner

It was a pretty grand anniversary dinner, I won’t lie about that. But then there was a great deal to celebrate. Thirty-two years for them, fifteen for us, and our wedding days butting right up next to each other. That’s what brought us for this long...

The Day The Bear Came To Call

THERE IS ANOTHER MOUNTAIN STORY I’ve yet to share, and one that deserves quite a crescendo. It happened the first day of our last trip, our climb to the top of that ridge one that is always filled with excitement as I scan the dirt road, the shadowy forest, the...

20. The Bear Hunt

We decided to go on a hunt*, Tim and I, now that we’ve had our appetites whetted with two confirmed Black Bear sightings on this, our work/play mountain vacation. It’s become a bit of an obsession, if I’m telling the truth, our need to see more. They...

18. The Bear

  My dreams have come true in the form of a mountain house high in Western North Carolina’s Pisgah National Forest. My soul is at home here, there is no doubt.     But it didn’t taken long to come to the realization this is a wild kind...

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