But they have inevitably eluded me.
I will go through an area and not see a thing and someone I know will go through there later and basically run smack dab into one.
It's like I was born with a natural bear repellent (which will be helpful if I ever do run smack dab into one).
A couple weeks ago, my coworkers Matt and Scott and I spent a day traveling through Teton and Yellowstone National Parks seeing everything but a bear. I told the guys I didn't care if the bear was dumpster diving - I just wanted to see one!
Then, on our way out of the East Gate of Yellowstone there it was: A gaggle of cars pulled over staring at something on the side road.
We pulled over too and sure 'nuff...
And not just any ol' bears - Grizzlies!
I could have just died!
At first we saw just the one bear... (Ok, so they very strangely look like pandas, but I swear I'm not at a zoo. And that they are Grizzlies...)
Then up popped the cub...
One of the coolest days EVER!