At the National Parks they tell you if you see a bear you should steer clear. I did not take heed of this advice. Much to my mothers dismay, I walked right underneath a tree where a bear was hanging out. In order to get a better glimpse of this beautiful animal, I walked in to the clearing and came within 30 feet of the bear who was high above me in the canopy. While my mom continued to yell at me to come back, I snapped a picture and then stood and admired the young bear before turning around to give it the space to descend from the trees and take off into the woods.
