I thought seeing bears was a long shot, but it didn’t keep me from hoping. Imagine my surprise when I suddenly saw two sitting on the side of the Alaska-Canada Highway. I figured they would run off before I got my sunroof open and wiggled my way through (there was no way I was getting out of my car). Not only did they not run off, one of them turned and walked right towards my car. He got within just a few feet and then I noticed he was injured from a recent fight (his nose) so I thought it was best to move on. A few miles later, I saw another bear by himself.
The chances of seeing a single bear on my trip seemed unlikely. I can’t express how exciting it was to see three within miles of each other.
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