Bear. For real?
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Nothing like a bear encounter to inspire a blog creation. I have been enjoying biking the Virginia Creeper trail this summer. I meet my ex-husband in Damascus every other weekend to drop off and pick up our daughter. It's the perfect spot (halfway between our homes) and a great opportunity to play on the trail. I believe it's one of the most beautiful spots on earth. I was biking this evening and had an up-close and personal wildlife encounter. I had biked about 4 miles up from Damascus. It's not real steep, but it took me 45 minutes and I was pretty winded when I decided to turn around so I could meet Dad at the park. About 1/2 a mile into the descent, I heard a loud branch crack to my left. I looked over expecting to see a deer. Instead, I saw a bear. It looked like it was moving from a standing position to a 4 paws on the ground position. He/She must have stood up when he/she heard me pedaling down the trail. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. It was only about 30 feet from me. It lumbered away and didn't seemed alarmed by me (or interested). However, I was biking alone and it scared me. I began to pedal like a crazy woman. I made it back to the park in just under 25 minutes. I must have been a site to see. I began singing at the top of my lungs to make sure I didn't startle any other furry folks. Thank You, Jesus, for a safe trip back. I think there was more danger in my bear-crazed descent pedaling than from the poor bear who was probably just looking for some fish for dinner!