We had watched the weather forecast for the last few days and knew that today would be THE day. And it was. No rain, clear skies, and temperatures in the 70's with a nice breeze. We enjoyed the cabin and the view from here for a bit and then headed off to the Mammoth area for a much anticipated hike on the Beaver Ponds Loop Trail.
Again the trail head mentioned bear activity, and warned that our safety could not be guaranteed. I hate that sign. After a climb through the forest, the trail emerged into an alpine meadow overlooking the mountains. Beautiful! There were loads of flowers and lots of song birds.
I had my bear bell jingling and my bear spray handy, but since we had made it through our hike yesterday without a bear, I felt fairly safe. Less than halfway into the hike, however, Mark called out that he saw a bear. I thought he was kidding (definitely not funny), but there it was!!! We thought it was a grizzly since it was large and brown, but it had a yearling black cub with it. We were on the trail and the bear was up near the tree line about 300 feet away, munching berries slowly toward us. I was ready to just retreat back the way we came, but Mark insisted I take a picture (I took one shaky, bad picture) and that we just keep going. Truly, the bears paid us no attention. Talking to other hikers on the trail further on, we learned that there were two cubs, not one, and that the mother bear had charged other hikers when they got too close (what is wrong with these people!). Turned out it was a Cinnamon Black bear, not a Grisly. Amy and Mark were thrilled we had seen a bear. It
was cool, but I am very glad it was distant enough not to be a threat - I do wish I had remained calm enough to get better pictures! I didn't even get one of the young bear :(
We continued on to the lake at the midway point of the hike and enjoyed a nice break. We did not have anything planned except the hike today so we had plenty of time to just sit and relax, enjoying perfect weather and a beautiful meadow and lake. We had a few conversations with other hikers and noted what nice people you meet on hikes. They were of every description - families with three generations, 70-something hikers going it alone, college age friends hiking together. Everyone was thoroughly enjoying their hike and always greeted you with a look that said, "Hey, aren't we lucky to be here today?"
The trail continued past some beaver dams which looked innactive and down through meadows and sage covered hills back to Mammoth Hot Springs. As we walked through the resort and park buildings to our car, there were Elk on many of the nice green manicured lawns. Evidently they think the nice green grass is tastier than dry old sage and weeds up on the hills. These Elk are the size of large horses at times, and not friendly. I've seen videos on the National Park website of these same elk during mating season and they ram into cars, people, whatever and whomever they feel to be a threat. Today they were just wary, wanting to make sure people didn't get too close to their yummy grass.
Tired from our hike, we decided to relax with a trip back up to the Lamar Valley, since this was our last day. We saw several Bear jams. I wanted to get a picture of what the people do at bear jams - it is so crazy - but I never did. Yesterday people were standing on their cars to get a better view of one little bear up on a hill. Today we saw the bear jam to end all bear jams. The cars who first saw the bears pulled off if they could, but those that couldn't pull off just stopped where they were on the two lane road and got out of the car to go take pictures, effectively stopping all traffic on the road. Eventually everyone gave up and got out, creating a huge parking lot. The bears causing this bear jam were down in a valley - a mother black bear and two tiny cubs. The cubs were so tiny they kept getting lost in the grass and pouncing out on their mother and each other. The amazing thing about bear jams is that the rangers seem to know when they are happening and appear within minutes to make people get moving again. Several times we passed a bear along the road with a ranger already in place, telling cars to just keep moving. What an interesting job that must be - protecting the bears from the people!
Finally, the day was ending and we drove one last portion of the Grand Loop that we hadn't been on before. It was a good choice. This high, mountainous road took us right up to the snow pack we'd been admiring from the meadows. Snow was still packed along the side of the road 2-4 feet high and the views were awesome.
On the way back to our cabin, we even saw a Bighorn Sheep (will to get our very blurry picture up soon). Our next few days will be spent getting back to Indiana. We'll visit Little BigHorn, the Badlands, and Mount Rushmore. The fun isn't over yet!