12-1-2016

I got to the bottom of my first run, to find a bear had come and walked up my skin track, utterly destroying it, postholing so deep he was high-centering in spots, dragging belly. I had to laugh because partners of mine get all exercised whenever some one ‘buggers’ their trail, even dogs. But bear buggering is totally next level. I doubt it was helping him much though; probably just hoping I had dropped snacks. I continued back up, whistling, scatting and beatboxing Coltrane’s Resolution, to let him know I was coming.