As I ventured out of the cabin I couldn’t help feeling I was doing something special.
The journey that began as simple curiosity soon became my “Labour D’amour”
Standing face to face with the Grizzly, one on one with this colossal mass of flesh and fur was, at once both unsettling and awe-inspiring.
But once he sensed I was a kindred spirit a single path was forged.
Each day began the same. I walked to the edge of the brush and my friend would greet me there with a snort and a sniff.
I shared with him berries and fruit and he shared with me his precious time.
As early fall turned to winter, I knew my time with this fascinating creature of God was soon coming to a close, so I reluctantly plodded to the woods for a final farewell.
Just as with each previous day, he came to greet me,
And I could swear as my body flew through the air I heard him say…
“I’m not gonna’ hurt’cha; I’m just gonna’ eat’cha!”