Beary fearful – an apology

I would like to apologize to everyone I have ever looked down on, mocked, or even given a slightly sarcastic tone to, for being afraid of Bears. I get it now. Fully understand. It is a legit fear, I will no longer judge. I knew this was coming, and that I deserved it, but I did not expect it like this. Little bit of a back story. I am not afraid of bears. Never really have been. It has been a certain concern to my Mother for many years. When photographing bears I tend to feel that I have this protective glass between me and the bear that they will not be able to get me! Yes, I know when I have said this, I have been mainly joking, but still, zero fear for bears. So Friday afternoon approx 4pm. Head out for a run on my normal trail, have my Garmin Forerunner 15 watch on which has a GPS tracker and heart rate monitor, feeling good I was determined to get my best time yet this season. All was going great! Reaching the top of the trail I turned around and started heading back, picking up significant speed on the slight downhill, music blasting, and not a thought in my head about wildlife. Heart rate 154 Come around a corner - Whoa! That is a large black bear! Running away from me, good. Heart rate spikes to 162. That's okay, I really am not afraid of bears, I yell and wait a bit (but not to long because I want to keep my record time going) Bear ran down a hill to the right, all is safe! Great! Continue possibly a bit to soon, but I really wanted to beat my time. Heart rate was back down to 154 Oh wow! Another bear on the other side of the trail! Heart rate spikes to 169 That's okay, ill yell some more and I should be able to continue on. It was only mere seconds ago I saw the first one, surly this one was headed to see his friend anyways. Whoaaaa shit! That bear just GROWLED at me and is walking towards me!! Heart rate spikes up to 175 Quickly start yelling (useless words) while walking backwards in a cool and calm manner (or so I thought I was). Heart rate at a steady 173 As soon as I get over the ridge and out of sight of the bear I high tail it back up the trail. Walk for awhile, singing “We All Live In A Yellow Submarine” by the Beatles. Start to realize that my exact time of death would be known because of my heart rate monitor. Weird. Heart rate drops to 122 with a slight spike to 125 with this thought. Decide to cut off that trail to an old logging road instead of going all the way back to the top of the trail - see bear number 3. Running away from me, which was nice. Heart rate 131 briefly. Continue singing, try to remember any other song besides “Yellow Submarine” and none come to me, eventually meet back with original trail. Start running again but have to walk around a large puddle, Heart rate at 151, for some reason I stop singing. See Bear number 4 staring at me from the bushes. Eventually it runs away after starting the chorus of “Yellow Submarine” once again. Heart rate spikes to 157 Thats it. 4 Bears within the hour and one which growled at me! Ran like hell back to the house. #TimeToTakeUpMotorBiking #BuyingABearBell #ListenToYourMom #Damn #Sorry  

Various locations throughout British Columbia © Holly Louwerse Photography 2016

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Disclaimer, the photos below are not of the bears I saw, but I thought this was a great excuse for me to re-surface some of my bear photos I have from a few years ago 🙂

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Various locations throughout British Columbia © Holly Louwerse Photography 2016

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