I met back up with him about a mile down the trail (me yelling out in Spanish so as not to seem like such a freak), and we sat for a while down the hill from a mama bear and her adolescent son. The man I met, Bill, had been coming to Glacier for 18 years, 2 months of every year, and was an amateur wildlife photographer. He knew most of the people that were hiking through, and introduced me to some people that I wound up hiking on with down the trail. It was a couple from Arkansas and a Cheyenne author, who was doing research for a book on bears. They were hiking on to Bullhead Lake, and Bill suggested that I go along to see more of the scenery.
We saw a bull moose crossing lower Bullhead. We kept going on the trail, and about 45 minutes after we had seen the moose we met up with a man coming back the other way that they knew. He was a bit worked up, and said he had run into a grizzly about 150 yards up the trail. We hiked on, apparently looking for a confrontation... We got one. About 5 minutes later we turned a corner and came upon an adult male grizzly who was eating about a foot off of the trail. When he saw us he got up on his hind legs and growled (and I almost had a heart attack, while we all backed up quickly but calmly), and then grumbled across the path and down towards the lake. It was the most intensely exciting and scary moment I think I have ever experienced. The people I was with tried to track him down, but we didn't meet him again. We did see a bunch more moose, but they weren't interested in them.
This picture is bad, but this is the bear that we encountered. I didn't have my mind in the right place at the moment to capture him on his hind legs.... :(
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