Thanks and Recollection

We've traveled over 4 continents, 13 countries, 10 months, and 63 blog posts. It was a rewarding, life-changing experience. It couldn't have happened without the help of my parents, who took care of our three cats while we were away. We never would have left them unless we knew they were in good hands. Now, despite the hundreds of hairballs, litterbox misfires, and morning "pet me" requests, I hope "the gats", as they are known collectively, gave them some good memories. Thanks, mom and dad, for making it possible.

My wife introduced me to the blogging idea prior to the trip. It sounded like a fantastic idea but little did I realize the affect it would have on me. I rediscovered how much I enjoy writing, even as horribly unpracticed as I currently am. Fourteen years as an engineering student or professional had me focus on technical issues and mathematics; I eliminated creative writing from my life. The blog has revived that interest to create a story and hopefully, I can make the time to continue.

Regarding the blog, a special thanks to those that have read it, either in bulk or post-by-post. I tried to describe events and places to the best of my ability and with a bit of humor. A special thanks to those who left blog comments, especially Greg and my father, who commented on every post. Those words from home mean a lot when you're on the road for so long.

For the final post, I've compiled my 20 most memorable moments from our 10 month journey. It's 20 because I couldn't make it any shorter. This is the order that they came to mind.

Number 1, Meeting Bob and Debbie in the dishpit of Old Faithful Inn, Yellowstone National Park. Bob is a tatooed ex-Vietnam war green beret who hadn't filled out a W2 form the twenty years prior to Old Faithful Inn. Debbie, his girlfriend, was a toothless Oklahoman who has dared to join Bob on his crazy treks to the grizzly-filled Montana wilderness. Upon first glance, they wouldn't seem like the ideal couple for us to form a bond with. We did, however, form a special friendship that hopefully will continue to flower. There are few things more special than a potentially lifelong friendship.

Number 2, the 1-hour homestay with the Sabyinyo gorilla family. For one hour, we stood next to the 9-gorilla family in Virunga National Park as they foraged on eucalyptus trees. There was no cage, no fence, just the gorillas and us. From the spine tingling stare of Guhonda, the largest silverback in the park, to the playful energy of Big Ben, the troublesome youngster, to the distrustful mother of a week old baby, the peaceful family gave us the hour of a lifetime (even though it felt like less than ten minutes).

Number 3, Dala-dala accident near Arusha, Tanzania that left 25 dead. You gotta take the bad with the good. Rumors swirled that one of the dead was a victim of public justice. After the accident, the teenager entered the dala-dala where he "finished off" those that weren't already dead and subsequently stole jewelry, wallets, etc. He was caught in the act and as often happens in Tanzania's corrupt police society, the public acted as judge, jury, and executioner; they beat him to death. Nor more powerful image exists in my head than the initial sight of 25 uncovered bodies lying together lifeless. Crushed skulls, mangled legs, blood... You may see similar events in photos or on television but there is nothing like seeing it in person, the smells, lukewarm bodies, and grotesque body parts of death. Often, I wish that I stayed back like many others did that day, but if anything, it taught me how fragile life is.

Number 4, Watching a lioness tend to her rambunctious cubs during sunset in Serengeti National Park. If you haven't realized already, wildlife will be a strong theme in this list. Just as we arrived, the male cub began tormenting his sleeping mother by pawing and biting her tail. Eventually, he frustrated her enough that she woek to bathe him and his sister. Once bathed, the family crossed the rock outcropping to collect the final rays of sunshine before night began. Lit by the setting sun, we watched them play, rest, and just be cats atop their family mountain.

Number 5, Hopping the temple ruins of Beng Mealea. Angkor Wat is one of the seven manmade wonders of the world but it was Beng Mealea that captured our hearts. The temple ruins are rarely visited and completely free to exploration at your own risk. This is the closest I'll get to Spanish conquistadors discovering Mayan, Incan, or Aztec ruins, French explorers discovering Angkor monuments, or everybody's favorite tomb raider, Indiana Jones. Exploring hallways closed off by rubble, climbing atop high walls to orientate, and swinging across a vine to cross fallen stone were unforgetable.

Number 6, Two days off the beaten tourist trail in Vietnam. From Buddha worship to maniac bus drivers to getting whacked in the back of the head, these days were a constant adrenaline rush from start to finish. No consecutive days on the trip compare.

Number 7, Training at Lanna Muay Thai. I've dreamed of dedicating myself to a sport for six month to a year. How good could I get? Where would it lead? To get just a taste, I spent a week training at Lanna Muay Thai in Chiang Mai, Thailand. The training sessions were tough and those club members that were serious were incredible athletes. I was bruised and battered when my week ended, but I learned a ton and walked away proud of my little progress.

Number 8, Seeing my wife's motherly instincts shine at Nkoaranga orphanage. Laura generally doesn't warm up to children quickly and sometimes I've wondered if she likes them at all. When she started telling stories about Housseini every evening at the volunteer house, it was obvious the child had touched her heart. She had taken him to his first physical therapy sessions to learn how to walk and was working with him daily to improve. By the time I visited the orphanage with her, he was taking two or three steps before getting caught by Laura. I played with 10+ kids aged 1-5 as Laura whipped through dirty diaper after dirty diaper, helped feed the kids, and arbitrated toy fight after toy fight. In the end, though, it was Housseini who got the most attention; his affection for Laura was so great, he would attack her with hugs when she arrived and shed tears when she left. Hopefully, the abandoment of volunteer after volunteer hasn't affected Housseini's incredibly exuberant attitude. The latest rumors were he was to be adopted by an American family, something that is rare for the Tanzanian government to allow.

Number 9, The Murchison Falls boat ride. Our travels have included quite a few boat rides, expecially on the Mekong, but none come close to rivaling the boat ride on the Nile river put together by the Red Chili Hideaway of Kampala, Uganda. The Murchison Falls trip includes an afternoon boating upriver to the falls. The falls, however, are not the highlight. Hippos, crocs, water buffalo, and deer can be seen along the riverbanks for as far as the eye can see. Kingfishers dive into the water. Egrets walk in shallow water. Snake birds slither on the water surface. Fish eagles perch on riverbank trees examining the flowing river. The boat engine is constantly spooking hippos in and out of the water. Their short legs and overweight body hustle along the riverbank splashing everything nearby to escape the spooky boat, quite a sight. This was an amazing view into Nile wildlife.

Number 10, Dragging a deer from the Irasburg, Vermont woods with Mom, Dad, Laura, and Dick, my parents' neighbor. It was 25 years since my father had shot a deer. Despite having to work on opening day of Vermont deer season, he set the alarm early and headed out solo into the Irasburg woods. The result was an early morning call to my mother... he'd got one! We dragged the heavy 2-year old out after looking for it for over a half hour. Hopefully, I'll get a taste of the venison soon. At least for a couple years, he won't have to hear anymore "white tail" jokes.

Number 11, Eating from fisherman stalls at the Forodhani Gardens. In Stone Town, Zanzibar, the Forodhani Gardens is an evening market where local fishermen set up stalls to barbeque the day's catches. Fresh seafood thrown on to a kebab, salted, and grilled to perfection. Add the other locals who make french fries, Zanzibari pizza, and grilled beef and it's hard to select dinner. Bring an empty stomach and enjoy what may be the best evening food market in the world. Don't forget to try the sugarcane-lime juice.

Number 12, Watching a mama grizzly bear forage with her three 1-year old cubs in Yellowstone National Park. It was our last day in Yellowstone N.P.; we were beginning our long drive to Vermont. After stops to watch roadblocking buffalo, a hunting coyote, and two perched bald eagles, we pulled off the road where a man was looking down into a valley. There, a grizzly sow and her three cubs foraged and frolicked in the field for about 30 minutes. We couldn't have scripted a grander sendoff.

Number 13, Swinging buzzed on Beer Lao in Vang Vieng. Nothing can make you feel more like a kid again than tubing down a river in the shadow of limestone cliffs. Add to it the James Bond swings and unlimited Beer Lao, and it makes for a memorable experience.

Number 14, Bathing with an elephant in Pai, Thailand. We were skeptical about the truth in advertising of "bathe" with an elephant. The photos from Thom's Pai Elephant Camp looked more like ride an elephant through a river. To our surprise, Phanom sprayed us from his trunk and tossed us off his back to the riverbed. We kept hopping on for more from the gentle giant.

Number 15, The food of Southeast Asia. Is there any question that this wasn't a highlight? After blog posts about the food of Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, and Vietnam plus Lonely Planet Cambodia's Top 5 WE DARE YOU and the fruits of the equator, it's obvious where my daily thoughts were. From fried noodle to pho to deep-fried spiders, there's something for everyone. Wonder where I can get one last dish of fried noodle?

Number 16, The Austrian adventure with my parents and mother's family. With everyone living around the world, it's difficult to bring everybody together. My mom and her siblings organized a 5-day jaunt through Austria and Southern Germany. It wasn't so much about the sites but more about being together for an adventure. Throw in some Bavarian castles, Mozart, and wiener schnitzel with hefewiezen and how can it not be a great time?

Number 17, Hooping with the locals. Ruhengheri, Rwanda was the first time I joined pickup basketball at the local sports park. That drew the largest crowd of all to see the mzungu basketball player. I followed that up by getting regualar 6 pm games in Tengeru, Tanzania while I volunteered. By the time I left, they had more than 15 regulars showing up daily. Basketball was harder to find in Asia. I got a few games in Hue, Vietnam at a seminary. In Phnom Penh, daily games were play at Olympic stadium. Sports is a wonderful way to bond with locals; it bridges the gaps of language, culture, and stereotypes. Everyone starts equal on the basketball court.

Number 18, Storm in Sant Fost, Spain. Sant Fost is the small town outside Barcelona where my inlaws live. Some of the summer thunderstorms there are incredible and last summer, during our two week there, one of the most amazing storms hit the town. Water flooded the streets. Wind blew pots off balconies. It rained so hard, the drops were bouncing off the pavement. The family gathered on the second story balcony for about an hour as the storm cooled Sant Fost.

Number 19, Motorbike cruising in Southeast Asia. We cruised the quiet country roads around Pai, Thailand. We visited remote waterfalls and coffee plantations of the Bolaven plateau in Laos. We road to Skuon, Cambodia's market to taste deep-fried spiders. Then, we finally flipped our rented motorbike in Dalat, Vietnam. It's been a ton of nerve-racking fun cruising Southeast Asia with our own 2-wheeled transportation; I wish we had done it more.

Number 20, Bailey's stand against leaving again. Last but not least... we have three cats that went through a traumatic move to Vermont. Upon arrival in Vermont, we abandoned them for Africa and Europe only to return 9 weeks later. They still treated us with the love they had always given, and we did all we could to make up for lost time. Then, as suitcases lied on the floor packed once again for Asia, Bailey, the siamese of the group, crawled atop my chest while I read a book. He proceeded to get comfortable and then looked me in the eye. After giving me a good looking over, he slept there for a good two hours. I took this as his way of saying "Don't go, daddy." I won't forget the moment for the rest of my life. The power of a pet's love...

Now, a break from the travel blog to smoke a victory cigar!

Leaving Yellowstone

Our last day in Yellowstone was sad because there would be no more adventures in the park. We had to repeat a grueling 2000+ mile cross-country drive that we had done back in May. It was celebrated because we weren't going to see another Old Faithful Inn plate, and we were heading back to Orleans, VT to visit my parents and plan our Southeast Asia itinerary.

We left the park early in the morning, wondering what animals would give us our sendoff. As discussed in previous posts, we were hoping the employee-last-day-bear-sighting would hold true. We traveled from Old Faithful to the east entrance of the park with the usual suspects, bison road jams, coyotes crossings, Lake Yellowstone sunrise, and tourist buses. Along Lake Yellowstone, we encountered a bald eagle.

We thought the regal send off was fantastic, and we were content leaving the park. Then, the unthinkable happened. Less than five miles from the east entrance, we spotted a grizzly bear sow with three yearlings!

The bears foraged in an open field for more than fifteen minutes. We were fortunate enough to be watching this with a member of the Cody, Wyoming bear management team. He had been monitoring the sow and cubs all summer. Since July, the bears had been frequenting the valley. It was amazing that the sow had kept all three cubs in good health. The yearlings would hibernate one more winter with their mother before being kicked out of the den. As the mother led the three yearlings into the timber, one straggled behind to forage for that last bug and tend to a back itch.

The employee-last-day-bear-sighting held true and couldn't have been more spectacular. We followed highway 14 through Wyoming attempting to get to Rapid City, SD. Highway 14 provided excellent Wyoming entertainment. At one point, the two-lane road weaves through a tight canyon. In the canyon, we encountered the largest cattle crossing I have ever witnessed (and remember, I'm from Vermont, the dairy capital). Cowboys/girls were leading more than 1,000 cows from a field on the ridges of the canyon to a field within the canyon. Our VW golf weaved around hundreds of cattle for thirty minutes. When we arrived to the last cowboys (10 of them), Laura asked, “Do you do this everyday?”. “Everyday!” was the reply. What a task! Here's a photo of the first group of cattle.

As we climbed out of the canyon, a heli-logging operation became our next stop. A helicopter transported timber from one side of the canyon to the other.

Chainsaws ripped through lodgepole pines on one side of the canyon, the helicopter picked them up, and the trunks were piled on the other side of the canyon.

How is heli-logging cost effective?

We arrived in Rapid City, SD our first night and planned to visit Mount Rushmore the following day. Unfortunately, weather did not cooperate. The following day was heavily overcast and rained. Mount Rushmore was not viewable; tourists were being turned back. With the bad news, we decided to continue east. A long, boring ride across South Dakota was highlighted by a number of Wall Drug billboards.

Five-cent coffee, free ice water, free donut and coffee for veterans, free bumper sticker, homemade donuts, western ware, native american relics, jackalopes, etc. How can you NOT stop?

Laura and I were overtaken by the Wall, SD store (Bye, bye Walmart, Hello Wall Drug!). The leather bags, western hats, western library, western history on the walls, etc. were overwhelming.

After the spanish woman was complemented by locals for her western look, we stopped at the Wall drug diner. Laura got 5-cent coffee; I got free ice water. It was all complemented by a fantastic batch of homemade donuts!

For an unique, interesting success story, read Wall Drug's history.

We stayed in Chamberlain, SD that night. We had an uneventful interstate drive to Cleveland, OH on day three. On day four, we drove from Cleveland, OH to Orleans, VT. We happily arrived in Orleans at half past midnight just in time for my birthday the following day.

The trip statistics for this cross-country trip:

Total miles: 2,609
Total gas cost: $215.24
Total gas gallons: 78.594
Average miles per gallon: 33.2
Average price per gallon: $2.74
Most expensive gas: $2.899 (Oneonta, NY)
Total tolls cost: $18.15 ($10.95 to Ohio, $6.70 to Illinois, $0.50 to Indiana)

We are now planning our itinerary for Southeast Asia. Monsoon season is over and it's time to explore! New posts will describe our future plans.

The Grizzly and Wolf Discovery Center

Our last full day in Yellowstone, we decided to visit the Grizzly and Wolf Discovery Center in West Yellowstone, Montana. The center is an educational park teaching the public about wild bears and wolves. Upon entering the center, the exhibit focuses primarily on bears. There is information on where bears live, the differences between black and brown bears, how bears feed, how bears interact with humans, and how a bear can eventually become a "nuisance bear" and be killed. A number of newspaper articles in the exhibit show bears and wolves in current event stories.

Outside of the exhibit building, there are two caged sections. On one side, the center has 9 bears that are rotated out to a 1-acre plot viewable by the public. Bears are sometimes let out individually or sometimes in tandem. There are only certain bear combinations that get along so great lengths have to be taken to decide who can go with who. Food is hidden throughout the 1-acre piece of land, so the bears are forced to use their natural abilities to sniff out the food. The bears typically are out for 45 to 90 minutes. During our visit, Kobuk and Nakina were foraging in the habitat.

Each bear has its own unique, interesting story. Some have become "nuisance bears" meaning they had learned to find food in human territory and were having too many dangerous encounters with humans. Nuisance bears usually are relocated a number of times and if they continue, they are killed. Some lost their mothers when they were cubs. Cubs typically require their mother for 2 years to learn to survive in the wild so losing their mother is a death sentence. Each bear has a billboard describing their story.

We enjoyed watching the bears so much, we waited for another couple to come up. Stoke and Revel came out and walked around the habitat restlessly. Stoke, in particular, was bathing in the bath and prowling around throughout the habitat for food. According to one of the center's employees, Stoke is one of the best combination bears.

Stoke can go out with most any of the habitat's bears except for 101.

101 is a special case. 101 had been a wild bear for 20 years and has spent the last 5 years at the center. 101 had become a nuisance bear and despite numerous relocations, the bear was scheduled to be killed. Instead, the center took 101 in. 101 cannot be in the habitat with any other bear and typically is not out when the public is there. The bear has her wild tendencies to protect her territory and is stressed by the public viewing. Learn about all of the bears at the Grizzly and Wolf Discovery Center website.

On the other side of the park, there is three-quarters of an acre for the Gallatin wolf pack. The pack contains 4 wolves that were all brought up in captivity. None of the wolves have the skills to survive in the wild.

In Yellowstone's Hayden valley, we had seen wild wolves via spotting scopes. The center gave us the unique opportunity to watch these animals up close. They spent most of their time sleeping but occasionally got up for a drink of water.

The latest addition to the center is the "Living with Bears" presentation. The presentation was highlighted by Jewel, a Karelian Bear Dog who once worked for the Wind River Bear Institute. Jewel was being used as an aversive conditioning tool (like rubber bullets, yelling, etc.) against nuisance bears. Karelian bear dogs have a unique ability to harrass bears without getting themselves hurt by the bear. They have amazing intuition in knowing when to retreat and when to attack. In Montana, when a bear has become a nuisance bear, officials will call in the Wind River Bear Institute's trained dogs to help teach the bear that the human developed territory isn't safe to enter. Nuisance bears are typically collared so officials can track them. Then, as these bears re-enter human developed areas, they use leashed karelian bear dogs to scare and corner the bear. This is done repeatedly until the bear stops entering human areas or must be put down. The karelian bear dog method has been proven to work and saved numerous wild bear lives. Karelian bear dogs are difficult pets so Jewel was a unique opportunity to work for the center. Jewel enjoys human interaction. She also had some issues with food allergies and her mother which forced her to retire from her original job.

The center was educational and provided an opportunity to safely monitor these sometimes massive and always beautiful animals up close.


Is the center a good idea? Should bears be taken from the wild when death is inevitable and kept captive? Would you accept life in prison or prefer death? Answer on the poll on this blog. For more pictures from the center, click here.

Wildlife of Yellowstone

After visiting Serengeti National Park in Tanzania, Laura and I realized we had a passion for photographing wildlife. I wondered if it was just because the Serengeti was such an amazing place and once you lose the opportunity to photograph lions, leopards, etc., would you want to photograph anything else? My question was quickly answered when I realized the number of wildlife photos we were taking in Yellowstone National Park. We started off photographing every bison that we saw along the roadside. We soon realized that elk and bison in Yellowstone are like giraffe and zebra in the Serengeti. They are everywhere and one just starts to ignore them. There were times when they didn’t let you ignore them.

One day leaving the Old Faithful Inn to go to our dorm room, we ran into a Bull Elk with his harem.

They were just yards away and he decided it was time to round up all of his straggling females. He pranced around grunting at each straggler and pushing each female back into the pack. He got close enough a few times that I thought he was going to add a new female and round up Laura. I didn’t want to have to go toe-to-toe with this Bull.

Grazing elk seem to love the lush grass of Mammoth Hot Springs. At times, there would be 5 or 6 bull elk with their harems within view. These bulls were quite busy, having to aggressively protect their harems from the other bulls and patriotically pose for new park visitors.

Some bulls weren’t up to the task as they had too much to drink the night before.

Bison herds were a common site throughout the park. Many of the herds make their way towards the upper geyser basin for the winter months. The hot springs and geysers clear grazing lands to allow them to find food.

We found a couple bulls dueling for territory on one of our drives.

Mule deer and white-tailed deer frequent the upper geyser basin also. My father hunts white-tailed deer each year in the New England forests. For many years now, he’s seen numerous white tails without being able to identify if the deer has a rack or not (Vermont only allows hunters to kill male deer unless a special doe license is purchased). I’ve always had difficulty picturing what he was seeing until this white-tail in Teton National Park was kind enough to show me.

Many visitors to the park are especially interested in seeing one of the great predators, the wolf, the black or grizzly bear, the lynx, or the mountain lion. Many are interested in the elusive bull moose, who keeps well hidden. We spent much of our time looking for bears. Our first choice for viewing bears was Lamar valley in the northeastern section of the park. The valley contains the Lamar river and is an extremely wide and long valley providing lots of viewing area. The valley contains a roadway through much of it making it easily accessible. Lamar valley is also where wolves were first successfully introduced back into Yellowstone in 1995.

We visited Lamar valley two times, on our first free day and on one of our last free days. During the first visit, we initially traveled through the valley by car and came upon a beautiful female moose with her calf attempting to cross the road. She showed her nervousness towards us before making a successful road crossing.

We decided for more up-close wildlife viewing away from the road, we would hike along the Lamar river into the Yellowstone backcountry. During our hike, we were able to watch two pronghorns, the fastest land mammal in the world besides a cheetah, chase each other in the valley. Talk about spinning up some dust.

Badger holes were everywhere, and we finally scared a foraging badger into his hole. He was curious enough to keep an eye on the newcomers.

Most enjoyable to view were the patrolling coyotes. We saw two of them monitoring the ground as they travelled through the valley. An occasional curious pause or pounce would make us wonder what they had seen.

As we left the valley the first time, we were dissappointed in not seeing any wolves and only a single grizzly via a spotting scope from more than a mile away. We decided a second visit would be necessary and went back early in the morning about a month later.This time cars were lined up on the side of the road to watch the Lamar valley wolf pack. They were deep in the valley along the tree line and therefore, we needed to borrow spotting scopes to watch them. They played, rested, and cleaned each other. A truly unique experience that we were able to share with one of Yellowstone’s wolf experts. He was describing to all the tourists how the wolf pack interacts with other wildlife, other wolfpacks, and within itself. Eventually, four yearlings decided to practice their hunting skills on a limping adult bison. The bison was able to return to its herd despite the annoying wolf nips, and it made for exciting viewing. The wolf expert told us if the pack was serious about taking the bison down, the adults would be active in the hunt.

We were also told that the Druid Peak wolfpack was further into the valley. We investigated this information and found the 18-strong pack minus one resting in the valley. They were inactive for most of the time, except when another wolf or coyote made his howling presence known. Once the Druid pack heard this, they all howled in unison notifying the intruder what he stood against. The sound and view of the howl of an entire wolfpack was impressive!

During both Lamar valley visits, we did see grizzlies via a spotting scope but way too far to be able to capture with our camera. After numerous questions at the ranger station, we decided that Pelican valley was the place where we would find our elusive bear.

We went to Pelican valley two times during our stay in Yellowstone. Both times, we were lucky enough to see the great gray owl. The first time, a great gray owl couple was kind enough to let us photograph them (see earlier post) from about 20 feet away. Here’s a picture of the male great grey owl.

During the second visit, we initially got fleeting glimpses of his large soaring body as he escaped from us. Then, as we exited the valley disappointed that we had not found him, we spotted him perched on a tree limb 10 feet from us. He seemed to be content to let us walk by until our stares met his. That was his time to say goodbye and we saw him soar away for the last time.

Our visits to Pelican valley gave us beautiful scenery and sounds of Yellowstone.Bison grunted, coyotes howled, and wind whistled through the lodgepoles. Gray jays weaved through the lodgepole pines and took time to stop and view the curious visitors.

In the end, the bears only left us signs, scat, claw marks, diggings, and tracks.

They saw us but we never saw them.

Our hike to photograph osprey falls for the waterfall post gave us a unique opportunity to see the recovering Yellowstone beaver population. This guy surprised us in a small pond right next to the roadside near Bunsen Peak.

Our road drives gave us a number of wildlife opportunities. On our way to Jackson Hole, a traffic jam was caused by the Yellowstone paparazzi. We joined the crowd photographing a moose family.

The bull moose was attentive to the attention.

One day returning from West Yellowstone, we found this bald eagle couple enjoying a quiet moment in the fresh Yellowstone air.

On a trip to the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone, this coyote was causing unnecessary nervousness to the local elk.

He didn’t care too much for the paparazzi analyzing his every move.

The lazy bull elk was on the opposite side of the road , too exhausted to protect his harem from the badgering coyote.

Finally, at the Old Faithful Inn, we overheard the Yellowstone employee buzz. Employees who had not seen a bear during their employment would see one the day they left the park. Heck, after all these hikes, why not give it a try? Laura and I took our Polish friend, Piotr, to Bozeman on his last day in the park. As we travelled north towards Mammoth, we encountered a parked park ranger with 4 tourist cars parked next to him. This had to be it… our bear is here!

We stopped and exited our car. A tourist said a grizzly was in the woods just on the other side of the road and was moving this way. The ranger eventually drove 100 feet down the road and immediately returned. “The bear is coming this way. Please get next to your vehicle and do NOT walk that way.”As we all scanned the small pines, we finally saw a 250-pound grizzly come through the trees.

He caused a roar of tourist “oohs and aahs” as he crossed the road within 20 feet of the cars.

He passed through the field right next to the car pulloff, stopping only to sniff the air and take a curious glance at the Yellowstone paparazzi.

His heavy body whisked through the thick yellow grass towards a small lake and eventually into the timber.

We had finally seen a grizzly bear in Yellowstone. We could continue the employee buzz about employees’ last days.

See more pictures of the bear or all the other wildlife here.